Chapter 82: The Wealthy Yang Ziling

The Gods and Demons worked hard at tasks, all to obtain God-Demon Pills to improve themselves.

If there were no tasks and they acted for free, wouldn’t they be exerting effort for nothing, gaining no benefits at all?

Once or twice, the Gods and Demons could accept it. But if it happened too many times, the Gods and Demons definitely wouldn’t do it. They might as well sell themselves and break free from the Dojo’s restrictions.

“If you’re looking for people to join the army, Miss Yang will be disappointed,” Jiang Taixuan said. After a pause, he continued, “However, I’d like to invite Miss Yang to visit my Divine Devil Dojo. Why not create a Dao Fruit yourself instead of looking for one?”

“Create a Dao Fruit myself?” Yang Ziling was stunned, and the Foundation Building bodyguard beside her was also stunned.

“Miss Yang, I’ll be waiting for you at the Dojo,” Jiang Taixuan said softly, then took the lead in leaving the pleasure boat.

Splash!

He took a step forward, causing the lake water to tremble. A terrifying aura swept out in all directions as a giant serpent rushed out from the lake and lunged down to bite.

Bang!

Boom!

Jiang Taixuan threw a punch without any Primordial Energy fluctuation. It struck the giant serpent, which then exploded, turning into a bloody rain that scattered everywhere.

Jiang Taixuan acted as if he saw nothing, step by step walking on the lake water until he reached the shore.

Li Yuanba followed with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

“So strong. That was a Foundation Building Peak Demon Beast, and he punched it to smithereens. He truly deserves to be someone capable of killing a Dao Fruit,” Yang Ziling and the Foundation Building bodyguard both gasped in shock simultaneously.

Jiang Taixuan and Li Yuanba simultaneously activated Divine-level Martial Skills. In moments, they disappeared from the two’s sight.

“Retrieve the War Ship, let’s go,” Yang Ziling said.

The Foundation Building Peak practitioner waved his hand. The War Ship glowed with a blue light, shrank to the size of a palm, and returned to his hand.

Divine Devil Dojo.

Jiang Taixuan opened the Dojo’s gate and waited for someone to arrive.

It took over two hours before Yang Ziling arrived. Upon entering the Dojo, she was immediately awestruck.

Just as Jiang Taixuan had said, there were bloodlines, cultivation methods, and constitutions—complete sets at that, Divine Level!

“Cultivation techniques, bloodlines, constitutions, cultivation items—everything is available. Is a mere Dao Fruit so precious?” Jiang Taixuan proudly introduced. “At my place, a Dao Fruit is only considered entry-level!”

Yang Ziling very much wanted to refute, but looking at the various goods, she couldn’t bring herself to do so.

She also wanted to ask if these things were real, but on the way here, she had made inquiries, considering the Divine Devil Dojo had been operating for quite some time now.

Here, you could obtain Divine Bloodlines, Divine Constitutions, and even Divine-level Cultivation Methods!

However, the prerequisite was—you had to have money.

Before coming, Yang Ziling thought she was quite wealthy. But after seeing the prices of the goods, she had to admit she was just a pauper.

“The Divine Martial Scripture, from entry to Divine Power, I’ll take it,” Yang Ziling said without any hesitation. Then she scanned the other goods. “The forging blueprint, treasure-grade, four strands of Innate Spiritual Energy, and two God-Demon Pills.”

“Good,” Jiang Taixuan was overjoyed. This Yang Ziling was indeed wealthy, richer than Huang Ruoyan!

“The total is two hundred fifty-one thousand one hundred and fifty Yuan Coins. Miss Yang is truly generous. I admire that,” Jiang Taixuan said happily. Ximen the Fatty was already stunned into speechlessness.

“This is two thousand five hundred and eleven Yuan Crystals, and here are fifty Yuan Coins,” the Foundation Building cultivator hurriedly took out the Yuan Crystals.

Jiang Taixuan didn’t count them. The System scanned them—not a single piece missing. He promptly said, “Would you like some of the other goods? Such as Divine Blood? Divine Body?”

Yang Ziling shook her head with a bitter smile. “Field Master, I’d like to continue discussing the matter of Clear Moon City with you.”

Jiang Taixuan’s expression returned to indifference. “What does Miss Yang wish to discuss?”

“Tomorrow, the new City Lord arrives. I ask the Field Master to strike and kill him,” Yang Ziling said, her expression turning cold. “Do you accept this task?”

“How much is Miss Yang offering?” Jiang Taixuan asked blandly.

“Twenty thousand Yuan Coins,” Yang Ziling said. After a pause, she added, “Only kill the City Lord. As for the Great Cloud Royal Family side, I will handle it. The Field Master can choose the new City Lord for Clear Moon City.”

“Doing so seems to benefit me entirely,” Jiang Taixuan said with a faint smile. “What is Miss Yang plotting?”

“Simple. You and I jointly control Clear Moon City,” Yang Ziling said with a smile, a hint of coldness appearing on her beautiful face. “I only require the City Lord’s loyalty to the Great Cloud Kingdom.”

“May I ask about Miss Yang’s background?” Jiang Taixuan narrowed his eyes. “If Miss Yang had enough money, why go through so much trouble? You could be the one sitting above the Great Cloud Kingdom.”

“Cough.” Yang Ziling gave a dry cough, glanced at the Foundation Building guard beside her and Ximen the Fatty, and said coolly, “Field Master, don’t talk nonsense. I require the Clear Moon City Lord to be loyal to the Great Cloud Kingdom. I have no rebellious thoughts.”

“Hah, Miss Yang is loyal and dedicated. However, This Arena Master will say it again: as long as you have enough money, anything is possible,” Jiang Taixuan said with a faint smile.

“Good. Here are thirty thousand Yuan Coins. Please, Field Master, take action to suppress the surrounding forces. And here are twenty thousand Yuan Coins to replace the City Lord,” Yang Ziling said without hesitation, taking out five hundred Yuan Crystals.

“Li Yuanba, Divine Marquis, Li Guang, Wu Song, which of you will take these two tasks?” Jiang Taixuan called softly.

“Where is the City Lord?” Li Yuanba and Wu Song said simultaneously.

“Here is the route map. Right now, he should be about to enter Clear Moon City’s territory,” Yang Ziling took out an envelope.

Li Guang glanced at it. “In one hour, the head will be here. Additionally, the other forces in Clear Moon City will surely be subdued before dawn tomorrow.”

Seeing this, Li Yuanba and the others immediately left without any competition.

“Good. Then I, Ziling, will await the good news,” Yang Ziling said, looking slightly pleased.

“Miss Yang, I will call over the City Lord you want. You can talk with him,” Jiang Taixuan used the Celestial Network to contact Wang Yuan, asking him to come over.

As for who would be the City Lord, Jiang Taixuan had no interest, and neither did Yang Ziling. As long as he wouldn’t cause trouble in the future and remained loyal to the Great Cloud Kingdom, that was enough.

Jiang Taixuan also didn’t want to know Yang Ziling’s identity. The phrase “loyal to the Great Cloud Kingdom” had deep implications. The loyalty to the Great Cloud Kingdom she desired was not to the current royal family.

Wang Yuan arrived quickly. Jiang Taixuan let the two talk in the Dojo.

They chatted in the Dojo for an hour. When they came out, Wang Yuan was beaming with excitement, and Yang Ziling also looked satisfied.

Li Guang returned once, dropped a bloody bundle, and went out again.

“Here, this is what you wanted,” Jiang Taixuan directly tossed the bloody bundle to Yang Ziling. “The first task is completed. Cooperation was pleasant.”

“Thank you, Field Master,” Yang Ziling gave a slight smile, took out a Jade Pendant, crushed it, and a red light shot into the sky and disappeared.

“Here are one hundred Yuan Crystals. The third task: Field Master supports Wang Yuan in ascending to the City Lord position and helps him secure it,” Yang Ziling said.

“No problem,” Jiang Taixuan said readily. After a pause, he added, “Does Miss Yang have any other requests? Feel free to speak. The Divine Devil Dojo will certainly satisfy you.”

“None for now,” Yang Ziling shook her head, inwardly sighing. In just over two hours, she had spent over three hundred thousand Yuan Coins. This Divine Devil Dojo was far too expensive.

“Field Master, I will come again tomorrow,” Yang Ziling said softly, rising to leave.

“Wait, Miss Yang, please do me a favor,” Jiang Taixuan called out.

“What is it, Field Master?” Yang Ziling asked curiously.

“Can you connect to Clear Moon City’s Celestial Network?” Jiang Taixuan asked.

“I can.”

“Then log into the Celestial Network and coordinate with me,” Jiang Taixuan hurriedly pulled up the Celestial Network.