Ning Liu then retrieved the array plate and spoke into the soul communication device in the room:
“Ang Lee, come to me now!”
A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and after being given permission, a middle-aged man strode in.
It was Li An, the manager of the Seven Treasures Auction House in Soto City.
"My lord!"
Ang Lee's face showed a hint of fatigue from his travels, but even more so, an undisguised excitement.
"The competition is still ongoing, so let's make sure our auction doesn't get quiet."
Ning Liu turned around and said directly.
Upon hearing this, Ang Lee nodded and rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Sect Master, your move was simply a stroke of genius!"
"People outside all think that we spent a lot of money to host the competition and provided food and lodging for all the participating colleges. They think we're losing money to gain publicity and putting on a show."
"They never imagined that the money they spent would go around in circles and flow back into our pockets many times over!"
Ang Lee's tone quickened, as if he were reporting a great victory.
“Take our ‘Liuli Pavilion’ for example. It used to sell pills and soul tools, and business was pretty good.”
"But in the past few days, which of those sect elders and nobles who have come from various kingdoms and duchies isn't arrogant and haughty?"
“After they came here and saw the last auction, their attitude towards our products was completely different!”
"I used to hesitate for ages over spiritual herbs and soul tools, but now I buy them all without even blinking!"
"This was also due to the Lord's foresight, which allowed his subordinates to buy up most of Soto City! Now, everything in Soto City, from clothing and food to housing and transportation, is basically our property!"
"At our 'Drunken Immortal Pavilion,' even a private room is booked up for half a month in advance, and people are even scrambling for standing room tickets in the lobby!"
Every word Ang Lee uttered exuded a joy that came from being incredibly wealthy.
Ning Liu let out a soft laugh.
"It's good that you understand, but..."
He sat back down in his chair and said.
“Ang Lee, tell Bai He that it’s my idea: once we make money, we have to spend it.”
"He's terrified of being poor. Once he makes money, he wants to hoard it. If that's the case, all the gold soul coins will just sit in the warehouse and get moldy."
"Increase investment, expand the industries in Soto City, recruit more people if we don't have enough staff, and upgrade the level if it's not up to standard."
"Money can only generate more money when it circulates. We want everyone who follows us to have money to earn and something to look forward to."
Li An nodded repeatedly as he listened, his admiration for this young master reaching a new level.
Such vision and skill are far beyond his imagination.
"Yes, my lord! I understand!"
"By the way, how's the matter I mentioned to you after the auction yesterday going?"
Ning Liu changed the subject, his tone becoming indifferent, but Li An immediately suppressed his joy and became serious.
"Reporting to the Lord, as you instructed, we have secretly acquired three abandoned private ports in Hanhai City on the east coast, as well as a large tract of land connected to the ports, under the name of an ocean trading guild."
"Currently, the first batch of craftsmen and materials have arrived through secret channels, and we are working hard to build the dock and warehouse."
"It is initially estimated that within a month, it can meet the needs of up to five ocean-going vessels with a capacity of 1,000 people each for simultaneous berthing and resupply."
Ning Liu picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
"very good."
"However, a month is still too long. I'll give you only one week!"
"Don't ask me how to do it. Just like I said before, don't be stingy with money!"
"clear!"
Li An's expression turned serious!
"Keep an eye on it, and report back to me immediately if there are any developments."
"Go."
"yes!"
Ang Lee bowed and then left the room.
Seeing this, Ning Liu closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.
...
at the same time.
In a dilapidated inn in Soto.
"Squeak—"
The door was flung open, and Flander walked in, his face so dark it looked like it could be wrung out.
He slammed his hand on the wooden table in front of him as soon as he entered the room.
"Bang!"
The water glasses on the table jumped.
Yu Xiaogang, who was leaning back intently taking notes and analyzing something, was startled by the noise and looked up.
He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses.
"What's wrong, Flander?"
"The lottery results weren't ideal?"
Flander plopped down in the chair.
"Ideals? Well, they're not so bad!"
"We at Shrek have been assigned to Zone C!"
"Tianshui Academy, Plant Academy, and Burning Sun Academy, these three long-established advanced soul master academies are not to be trifled with."
He counted them off one by one on his fingers.
"Those girls from Tianshui Academy all have water or ice attribute martial souls, and they work together perfectly, making them very difficult to deal with!"
"Those freaks from the Plant Academy, although their martial souls are average, I must say their soul power is quite high; there are even two Soul Masters among them!"
"And then there's Burning Sun Academy. Although they only have one Soul Master, they're all fire-attribute power attackers. If Xiao San encounters them, he probably won't gain any advantage!"
Yu Xiaogang's expression remained calm after hearing this.
Isn't this perfect?
"The more distinct the characteristics of the opponent, the easier it is for us to make targeted tactical arrangements."
He analyzed slowly and methodically.
"If Tianshui Academy is in control, then let the mistress counter with control, finding their weakest point."
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