Chapter 88: You’re Still a Bit Lacking

“Young man, if you don’t have much money, you can try the turntable. One gold coin per spin, very cheap, affordable for most martial artists.” Jiang Taixuan pointed. Looking at the turntable, he said in surprise, “Look, today’s prize is a sword art. You practice swordsmanship; this is fate.”

Yang Ziling curled her lip. Fate? You said the same thing to me before. Is fate so common?

Xu Changkong was stunned for a moment. Looking at the prize on the turntable—a low-rank Divine Level Sword Art!

“Field Master, give me one strand of Innate Spiritual Energy first,” Xu Changkong said, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

“Five thousand Yuan Coins.” Jiang Taixuan smiled warmly.

Without hesitation, Xu Changkong paid directly. He obtained the Innate Spiritual Energy and refined it on the spot.

“Miss Yang, won’t you give it a try?” Jiang Taixuan rubbed his hands together.

Yang Ziling hesitated for a moment, looked at the turntable, and felt somewhat tempted.

Jiang Taixuan seized the moment to press further. “Look at this Divine Level Sword Art. Its power is extraordinary. Although the Divine Martial Scripture has many matching martial skills, what you bought was clearly the beginner sections—no divine-level ones. Try the turntable; you might just get a divine-level sword art.”

Yang Ziling’s heart was moved. One gold coin was very cheap. Why not try?

So, Yang Ziling walked up to the turntable, inserted a gold coin, and, of course, got a ‘thank you for participating.’

Soon, Xu Changkong finished his cultivation. His aura became sharp and imposing; his sword energy grew more keen and powerful. The quality of the Primordial Energy within his body had improved by at least one level. “Innate Spiritual Energy is indeed extraordinary.”

“There’s also the God-Demon Pill. Although your physique is decent, it’s still far from enough,” Jiang Taixuan said.

Xu Changkong nodded without hesitation. He took out another ten thousand Yuan Coins and bought one God-Demon Pill.

Xu Changkong also refined it on the spot, expelling many impurities. He washed up outside directly and then re-entered the dojo.

“Field Master, I feel my physique has strengthened several times. This God-Demon Pill is truly a divine elixir,” Xu Changkong said, clenching his fist in praise. “Right now, I can swing a thousand swords in an instant.”

Jiang Taixuan smiled without speaking.

Yang Ziling was slightly startled. She glanced at the youth with surprise. “It seems you trained very hard before. If not for your sword speed, you wouldn’t have been able to fight me.”

A trace of pride flashed across Xu Changkong’s face. “When I first practiced the sword, on the first day, I swung a hundred times in one hour. On the second day, five hundred times in half an hour. It wasn’t until I could manage ten thousand swings in a quarter of an hour that my master taught me sword techniques.”

“Not bad, but your foundation is a bit lacking,” Jiang Taixuan nodded, with a hint of disdain. “You still can’t compare to Yang Ziling.”

Yang Ziling looked at him speechlessly. “Field Master, am I that bad?”

“If you could take out a hundred thousand Yuan Crystals to buy the Divine Blood and Divine Body, you might barely qualify to be among the top talents,” Jiang Taixuan bluntly hit her where it hurt.

Yang Ziling and Xu Changkong simultaneously rolled their eyes. If they could produce that many Yuan Crystals, they would have bought them long ago.

“Young man, do you want anything else?” Jiang Taixuan spoke again. As for the Divine Blood and Divine Body, they certainly couldn’t afford them, so he held no hope.

“Another strand of Innate Spiritual Energy. I want to improve the quality of my Primordial Energy,” Xu Changkong said.

Receiving another five thousand Yuan Coins, Jiang Taixuan felt slightly pleased inside. However, he had pretty much drained Xu Changkong dry. As Yang Ziling continued playing with the turntable, he went back to rest in his hammock.

Xu Changkong refined the Innate Spiritual Energy. He left the dojo, drew his longsword, and, without circulating his Primordial Energy, began swinging the sword over and over. Each slash carried explosive sounds through the air.

“I say, if you want to practice sword, go practice somewhere else. Don’t disturb my rest,” Jiang Taixuan said unhappily. Practicing sword at the entrance of his dojo—wasn’t that just harming his business?

Xu Changkong turned a deaf ear, continuing to swing his sword, one strike after another.

“Young man, actually, you could call your master over. Have him buy things for you. To teach a talent like you, he must be quite wealthy,” Jiang Taixuan spoke again.

Xu Changkong looked only sixteen or seventeen, younger than him, yet he already had Innate Realm cultivation. This was definitely not something an ordinary person could teach. Behind him, there must be a powerful backer.

Such a powerful figure, even if unable to afford the Divine Body or Divine Blood, could definitely buy many other things.

Unfortunately, Xu Changkong remained silent, as if there was nothing in his eyes besides the sword.

Yawning, Jiang Taixuan couldn’t be bothered to pay more attention and went back to sleep.

When he woke up, Xu Changkong had already left. Yang Ziling was gone too. Glancing at the small treasury, he suddenly noticed it had increased by several hundred Yuan Coins.

“Wow, Yang Ziling tossed in tens of thousands and still got no prize? Her luck must be incredibly terrible,” Jiang Taixuan twitched the corner of his mouth. This system, it had to be said, was doing a great job.

“I have another five thousand Yuan Coins now. I’m already at the peak of the mid Innate Realm. With two more strands of Innate Spiritual Energy this time, I should be able to accumulate enough to reach the late Innate Realm, maybe even impact the Peak Innate Realm,” Jiang Taixuan thought excitedly to himself.

Once he reached the Peak Innate Realm, he could attempt the Foundation Building stage. Regarding breaking through bottlenecks, Jiang Taixuan had no fear at all. He had the Divine Level Realm Insight. Before ascending to divinity, there were no bottlenecks as long as the accumulation was sufficient.

Thinking this, he hurriedly went to buy two strands of Innate Spiritual Energy to refine and enhance himself.

In Clear Moon City, Chen Zhonghe finally returned. He brought an envoy from the Imperial Capital, who announced the decree of the Great Cloud Emperor, sealing Wang Yuan as the City Lord to manage Clear Moon City. Resources and funds were also brought to provide support.

That night, the City Lord’s Manor held a celebration. They invited families of various clans and Innate Realm martial artists. Jiang Taixuan was also invited, but he was in seclusion. The Gods and Demons helped reply with a message, supporting him as City Lord, but declining the banquet.

Wang Yuan wasn’t disappointed. Having that one statement of support meant he could firmly hold this position.

In the Divine Devil Dojo, Jiang Taixuan slowly opened his eyes and let out a turbid breath. “Although I haven’t reached the Peak Innate Realm, I’m only a hair’s breadth away. It won’t be long before I can attempt Foundation Building.”

Once he achieved Foundation Building, he would enter the Juvenile Stage!

Of course, this Juvenile Stage referred to low-rank Divine Demons. If it were mid-rank or high-rank ones, even the infant stage could completely outmatch juvenile-stage low-rank Divine Demons.

“The Divine Devil Dojo needs some blank paper. Whoever has some, send a little over.” Jiang Taixuan opened the Celestial Network and posted a message.

“Field Master, you’re not planning to plaster the whole city with them again, are you?” The Innate Martial Artists’ expressions soured. Wang Yuan also lost his appetite for wine.

Back then, Jiang Taixuan’s one small advertisement plastered all over the city disgusted so many people.

The most important thing was, they couldn’t afford what he sold. No matter how many ads he put up, it only made them itch with desire without attracting any business.

“They’re for another use,” Jiang Taixuan replied.

Now, the Divine Devil Dojo already loomed mightily over all of Clear Moon City. Within a twenty-mile radius, who didn’t know of the Divine Devil Dojo’s existence? They were also clear about everything regarding the dojo. More advertising would just be a waste.

“By the way, do me a favor. Go outside Clear Moon City and spread the word about the dojo. Whoever does a good job might receive a Membership Card and some Field Master Favor Points,” Jiang Taixuan said.

“I know about the Membership Card, but what exactly are these Favor Points?” All the Innate Martial Artists and Foundation Establishment Warriors were simultaneously confused.

“If the Favor Points are high, I’ll remember you, and in the future, I’ll think of you when there’s something good,” Jiang Taixuan said with a smile. After a pause, he added, “If the promotion goes well, maybe next time you rent a powerful figure, I might give you a half-price discount.”

“Field Master, rest assured. I’ll go promote it tomorrow,” an Innate Martial Artist quickly replied.

Jiang Taixuan also sighed. He wondered if Li Guang’s actions back then were too brutal. The forces outside Clear Moon City actually didn’t dare to come over at all, completely treating this place as a forbidden land.

Like this, how the heck was he supposed to make money?