Winter goes and spring comes.
Time flies.
Six months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The territory of the Star Pivot Immortal Fox.
Wangcheng Riverbank.
Spicy Palace celebrated its belated second anniversary.
This celebration encompassed nine major demon clans and four major demon races.
Several ancestral masters of formations worked together to set up formations throughout the Star Pivot Immortal Fox King City, shielding it from the prying eyes of other powerful beings.
Furthermore, future celebrations will no longer be allowed to be recorded using jade slips.
The contents of the celebration are not allowed to be leaked.
At this moment, the entire riverbank was filled with five thousand banquet tables.
Every table was occupied by people.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi reviewed the entire celebration process in the kitchen of Spicy Palace.
Over the past six months, Song Chen has fused with dozens of spiritual flames, and he has devoured five clusters of each kind.
Therefore, Song Chen's cultivation level increased rapidly, and he had reached the same level as Zhao Ziyi, reaching the ninth level of the Golden Core stage.
Once he reaches the tenth level and accumulates enough power to reach the Great Perfection stage, he will be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!
Because of the upgrade of the spiritual fire, Song Chen's cooking utensils have also been upgraded once again.
The enormous pot, made from rare minerals, has a diameter of 100 meters.
The flames also spread to a range of 46 meters.
With the new cookware, Song Chen can now cook ten pots in one go, just like he used to.
Now, Song Chen can easily prepare meals for 10,000 people.
So for their second anniversary celebration, they made it a bit bigger.
Zhao Ziyi looked down at the notes he had written and went over the process with Song Chen.
"Are the spirit stones ready?"
"Ready."
"Where's the water curtain? Have all the names been prepared?"
Song Chen nodded:
"Don't worry, everything is ready. The entire list of Spicy Palace members is in my hands."
Zhao Ziyi exhaled and said:
"Because our number of employees has increased so much, we no longer need to call out names individually."
The ranking system was adopted directly, and the groups were divided into 13 categories.
We made so much money this year. After giving 120 billion to the Azure Phoenix Ancestor, we still have 500 billion left.
There are too many spirit stones; we can't possibly spend them all. Even if we turn them into resources, we still can't consume so many.
So I plan to use these spirit stones for charity.
All cultivators from the nine major demon clans and the demon race who have reached the Great Perfection stage can come to the Spicy Palace to receive a sum of spirit stones.
You'll receive 1,000 spirit stones during the Qi Refining stage, 10,000 during the Foundation Establishment stage, and 30,000 during the Golden Core stage. The number increases sequentially thereafter. The maximum you can receive is 100,000 spirit stones. What do you think?
Song Chen said with a smile:
"I'll do whatever you say, I have no objections."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi pursed his lips and whispered:
"Five hundred billion spirit stones is really too much, if we could earn that much every year."
The spirit stones on the True Treasure Continent will soon dry up.
The fate of low-level cultivators will become tragic.
At that time, countless high-level cultivators will take the risk of privately contracting low-level cultivators as slaves to mine spirit stones.
When wealth is concentrated in the hands of a few, the fate of all cultivators will be changed.
Ninety-nine percent of people will become the oppressed lower class.
They will spend their lives toiling and running around, constantly on the run, unable to focus on their spiritual practice.
At that time, every spirit stone we earn will be stained with the blood of countless hardworking cultivators.
I couldn't just stand by and watch this happen, so I had to control the redistribution of wealth.
Song Chen scratched his head and laughed:
"Although I don't understand the economics you're talking about, I do know that fortune and misfortune are intertwined."
Now that we've made so much money, it's time to give back to the True Treasure Continent.
Song Chen had never imagined that he could earn so much money.
He calculated that if he just tossed the pot around, he could earn at least eight million spirit stones.
The price startled him.
Zhao Ziyi nodded. On the True Treasure Continent, the currency is spirit stones, not just a piece of waste paper.
Paper can be printed out of thin air, and based on all the resources on Earth, the total wealth of future generations can be predicted, allowing future wealth and resources to be used in advance.
But this kind of gameplay doesn't exist on the True Treasure Continent.
Once an economic crisis breaks out, the consequences will be far more severe than the loss of spiritual energy.
People began to be displaced, and even the patriarchs of the major powers, who used force to suppress everyone, could not protect the survival of low-level cultivators.
Once slavery is established, the descendants of those slaves will remain slaves for generations, finding it very difficult to break through their original social class.
Once social classes emerge.
Even if it's only a few thousand years, tens of thousands of years from now, someone will stop allowing slaves to cultivate.
Because the propertied class will not tolerate slaves robbing them of their spiritual resources.
When the number of cultivators decreases and the spiritual energy of the True Treasure Continent dissipates, it will probably be close to destruction.
Zhao Ziyi was stunned when he thought of this.
Slavery... Immortal Cultivation Culture... Ancient Myths... Dragons and Phoenixes... Pangu Creating the World...
Zhao Ziyi bit his lip. He suddenly realized that most of the myths on Earth were related to immortals.
Could it be that immortals truly existed before?
Subsequently, due to the emergence of slavery, the nobility, in order to consolidate their position, no longer allowed commoners to cultivate.
As time went on, in order to consolidate their throne, the royal family no longer allowed nobles to practice cultivation.
As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually diminished, the immortals disappeared.
Until the 21st century in which he lived.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is nearly nonexistent.
No one practices anymore.
People have all become ordinary people.
After thinking about this, Zhao Ziyi suddenly realized something, but he shook his head.
Thinking about these things now is pointless.
He should first think about how to organize the second annual celebration of the Spicy Palace.
Zhao Ziyi smiled and said to Song Chen:
"I've already calculated that the Spicy Palace will be officially closed the moment we enter the [Hundred Streams Immortal Mountain] secret realm three years from now."
The 【Baixi Immortal Mountain】Secret Realm is a major secret realm, open for a period of five years.
Once we enter the secret realm, we definitely won't have time to manage the Spicy Palace anymore, so we might as well just close it down.
Moreover, the Spicy Palace is currently too famous and somewhat ostentatious. When the cruise ships from the Immortal Continent arrive, it will be too easy to be discovered and too easy to be targeted by concentrated fire.
Closing Spicy Palace early, allowing time to erase people's memories of it, is also a form of protection for us.
Now we've made enough money, and we also have cultivation resources provided by more than a dozen patriarchs.
Our path to immortality is now smooth; we just need to cultivate diligently.
Upon hearing this, Song Chen paused for a moment, then took out a normal-sized wok from his storage bag and smiled:
"Okay, originally I learned to cook for you alone, but I didn't expect that Spicy Palace would grow bigger and bigger and become more and more popular."
See, we're really on the same wavelength! When I was making the pot this time, I even made a small one specifically so I could make you late-night snacks from now on.
Zhao Ziyi smiled, took his hand, and said:
"Okay, from now on you can cook for me alone. Let's go, the auspicious hour has arrived, the second anniversary celebration is about to begin!"
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