Wuchen looked at Lin Maozhi curiously:
"What kind of unethical business?"
Lin Maozhi smiled:
"bet!"
Wuchen frowned upon hearing this:
"Gambling is one of the desires, so there must be cultivators who cultivate through gambling, and countless forces, large and small, have established casinos within their ranks."
"We're new here, how can we earn spirit stones from them?"
Lin Maozhi smiled slightly:
"Speaking of this method, I learned it from Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi."
Wuchen became interested: "Then tell me about it."
Zhao Linlin and Ye Lian always boasted to him about how outstanding their apprentice was.
He had long been curious about the two of them.
Lin Maozhi calmly and methodically explained the approach:
"Previously at Lin's Auction House, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi spent a fortune, directly buying all the items in that auction."
I observed that all the monks present had expressions of curiosity on their faces.
Faced with the same spiritual plant, some cultivators had a look of dejection on their faces, while others looked on with envy.
The monks' curiosity about the unknown had surpassed that about the objects themselves.
Since then, I've wanted to try a new sales model.
The goods are sold in the form of blind-selection storage bags.
The value of a commodity is 50% lower than its selling price and 50% higher than its selling price.
What one can obtain depends entirely on the cultivator's luck.
I've already come up with a name for this product.
It's called "The Chosen One".
We don't need to compete with other forces for casinos.
Because we sell our goods through retail channels.
I've already decided on a name for the new shop: "Pili Pala."
Lin Maozhi appeared confident, relying on his keen business acumen.
This "Choice of Destiny" product, once widely rolled out, will undoubtedly become a sensation across the Immortal Illumination Continent within a year!
Wuchen only half understood the concept; he didn't quite grasp this advanced sales model, but he expressed his support.
Wuchen patted him on the shoulder and handed him the storage bag containing spirit stones:
"Go for it! I support you unconditionally."
Lin Maozhi took the spirit stone bag and smiled:
"The business is just starting out, and every step is difficult."
We still need to rely on your prestige, Ancestor Wuchen, to bring us a few cooperative forces.
Fortunately, your "Equal Power" technique, Ancestor, can intimidate everyone.
Otherwise, we might face utter annihilation.
Wuchen nodded expressionlessly.
"Of course, leave anything that needs to be done to me without worry."
Wuchen's consistently indifferent attitude masked his guilty conscience.
He could only use the move "Peace for All Beings" once in his entire life.
Using it now would only be to bluff people.
Fortunately, no one found out.
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In a forest thousands of miles away.
Birds and beasts fled, leaving only lush green grass, shrubs, and ancient trees unable to move and remaining in place.
In the dripping mountain stream.
Lei Yanhao, the head of the Longevity Treasury, gathered together with a group of powerful cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
One of them conjured up the Emperor Bell and the Water Mirror, and was deducing Wuchen's background.
A cold smile appeared on Lei Yanhao's lips.
"Let me see if Wuchen is telling the truth!"
Even cultivators are human beings; the older they get, the more afraid they become of death.
The closer you get to the end of your training, the more you fear failing at the last hurdle.
Therefore, high-level cultivators are extremely cautious with every step they take.
The arrival of Wuchen is related to their ascension.
They cannot be dismissed with a few words and the matter will not be dropped.
Although the meeting just now was somewhat unexpected, they had also taken precautions and managed to obtain Wuchen's hair.
A moment later.
A blind monk muttered incantations:
“Holding the Emperor’s Bell, he throws fire ten thousand miles away, the flowing bells ringing out eight times.”
After he finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The ancient and melodious sound of the bell echoed in the mountain stream.
The Imperial Bell struck only six times.
A picture immediately appeared on the water mirror.
The image shows Wuchen's past.
The Eight Conflicts represent crucial and vital locations, places that determine life and death, or things that determine life and death.
The six strikes of the Imperial Bell signify that in Wuchen's past, there were only six significant turning points in his life.
Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the water mirror.
The first image appears in the water mirror.
An infant wearing only a red bib was waving its arms and legs and crying in the deserted grass.
In the distance, a woodcutter wearing a short-sleeved shirt, carrying firewood on his back and an axe in his hand, hurried over.
He looked at the child on the ground, somewhat at a loss.
"Whose bastard is this? Why would they abandon the child?"
The woodcutter, with his rough hands, threw his axe back into his basket and clumsily picked up the chubby child.
His cracked hands contrasted sharply with the child's.
The woodcutter murmured:
"Fatty, when you grow up, don't do hard labor like me. It would be best if you were an immortal, untouched by the dust of the world."
From now on, I'll call you Wuchen, Sun Wuchen. It's a nice name..."
The image in the water mirror gradually became blurry.
Wuchen, who was originally destined to be devoured by wild beasts, experienced his first turning point in life when he was picked up by someone.
Lei Yanhao frowned and sneered:
"Is there anyone in this world who cannot cultivate himself?"
Newborn children on the Immortal Illumination Continent all possess the cultivation level of the Qi Refining stage!
Wuchen must be lying! That supposed innate skill that allows him to "pacify all beings"—I think it's all just a bluff!
The other cultivators nodded in agreement.
They also thought it was impossible.
When Wuchen was found, he had nothing on him except a bellyband, let alone any magical artifacts, not even gold or silver.
How could someone possibly have any innate skills?
But the blind cultivator frowned and said:
"The first bell usually represents a birth."
Stillbirth is the greatest hardship a person can face; Wuchen is exceptional in this regard.
Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless for a moment and could only continue watching.
The water mirror gradually became stable for the second time.
The image flashed again, showing Wuchen as a child.
The child, who was less than a meter tall, steadily stepped over the high threshold and entered a large door.
The door bears four large characters: "Langya Academy".
After the child entered the classroom of Langya Academy, he did not sit down, but stood directly on the podium.
The disciples below the stage were of all kinds, men and women, young and old.
But the child remained unfazed, sat cross-legged on the futon, and began his day's lessons.
When Lei Yanhao saw this, he almost cursed out loud. "Giving a lecture is a major turning point in life?"
The blind monk, witnessing this scene, frowned deeply.
"This is bad. It seems that Wuchen was born with his own cultivation technique."
His spiritual practice was a natural progression, not a turning point.
But what does lecturing mean?
The image in the water mirror blurred, then gradually refocused.
The third scene appears.
"Disciple Mufeng greets Master!"
"Master, please have some tea."
A shy voice rang out, and a teenager with a red dot on his forehead was kneeling on the ground, offering tea to Wuchen.
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