There used to be a town called Qixing Town nearby, which belonged to the territory of the Wuling Sect. Now the land has been taken over by the Qingcang Sect, but many shop owners have gone to other sects.
A piece of land alone cannot form a town; it seems that this once bustling market town is about to disappear.
Luo Haiqing was more anxious than anyone else.
A long street is a must; a single shop can generate a considerable income of spirit stones. Business can be conducted both internally and externally; at worst, one can offer a discount to members of the sect.
Even with the food from the Beast Garden, there must be spiritual herbs as well. Food is usually mass-produced and can only nourish the primordial spirit, enhance cultivation, and increase efficiency. But spiritual herbs can stabilize the dantian, detoxify, and more specifically increase certain attributes. Keeping it open is never a bad deal.
A meditation room can also be arranged. Even if the sect has meditation rooms, there will definitely be visitors. If it's inconvenient for them to stay on the main mountain, it wouldn't be good for them to squeeze into the same courtyard as the Five Spirits Hall members. They are usually allowed to stay in these meditation rooms, which are equivalent to inns for ordinary people.
There should be a large market area on the long street where cultivators can set up stalls freely, and Luo Haiqing only needs to collect taxes and fees.
Thinking about the days when he would be making a fortune every day, Luo Haiqing couldn't stop smiling.
However, he is about to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.
He couldn't bear to leave this place.
Take your time, there's no rush.
The path of spiritual cultivation is long, and lifespan is finite; one should enjoy life to the fullest when one is successful.
With demons lying low and the power of the gods waning, nowhere is a safe haven.
It's better to stay here and build a home.
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