Chapter 110 Buying Land
As soon as he finished speaking, the executives stopped in their tracks and stared at Fang Zhuo in disbelief.
The leader couldn't help but sneer: "Do you know how big the Medicine Sect's entire territory is? From the Cangmang Sea in the south to Wangshan Mountain in the north, it covers more than a thousand square kilometers."
"Moreover, the land is full of pre-built Qi-gathering devices and factories of all sizes, with a market value of at least 80 billion spirit stones. Can a madman come up with even a fraction of that amount?"
Fang Zhuo: ...
He could buy them all with his savings, not to mention he also had a free voucher.
Is this a large sum of money?
The receptionist's fingers rested on the landline; she didn't immediately question the need to buy land.
After all, she was just a low-level employee of the Medicine Sect and had no sense of belonging to the sect. Even if someone came to her door saying they wanted to stab the sect leader through with a sword, she would only relay the message to the secretariat without any emotion.
She had exceptionally sharp eyes; she noticed the collector's item, a diamond-encrusted watch, and a high-end flying sword on the man's wrist the moment he entered.
Regardless of whether this person can afford the entire plot of land, he is definitely much richer than those middle-aged old men in the sect who are always shouting and yelling.
After making a phone call and informing the secretariat, she calmly said under the murderous gazes of the Zhongdeng people, "Sir, I have granted you access to your pupils. You can take the elevator directly to the nineteenth floor. Our sect leader is in a meeting, please wait a moment."
Fang Zhuo nodded, and seeing the members of the Medicine Sect exchange glances, looking like they were about to watch the show, he followed him into the conference room.
On the nineteenth floor, the meeting had just ended. Fang Zhuo didn't exchange pleasantries with Sect Leader He and walked over to him in a few steps:
"Hello, I am the sect leader of the Giant Sect. I want to buy this plot of land occupied by the Medicine Sect. Please name your price."
The sect leader of the Medicine Sect stroked his beard.
Unlike his subordinates, whose faces clearly showed their dissatisfaction, he had lived for over three hundred years and had seen many promising young talents come and go on this barren hill.
The young man's request seemed excessive, but since he could make such a demand, he must have some financial resources. Perhaps this was the child of an old friend; he should at least exchange a few pleasantries first.
"Young friend, do you have any idea of the true value of this place?"
The sect leader of the Medicine Sect strolled to the French windows and pointed at the landscape, saying, "The cost of just this Qi-gathering device alone is a million spirit stones."
"You should be able to sense the fluctuations in energy here, right? This building is the core of all the energy-gathering devices. Cultivating on the top floor of this building is incredibly efficient..."
Before he could finish speaking, the leader among the high-ranking members of the Medicine Sect couldn't hide the slight look of pride on his face.
Fang Zhuo only understood a little bit—
This is indeed a good place for cultivation; he has good judgment.
While the old man next to him was still rambling on, Fang Zhuo had already taken out the "Free is the best" card from his system inventory.
A burst of intense light enveloped the card's surface. After the light dissipated, it transformed into a jade talisman exuding the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Floating on the talisman was a line of small black characters visible only to him, stating that it would expire in three hours.
At the same time, 50 billion exclusive spirit stones appeared in the system balance, and the system also noted on the back of this money as "for land purchase only, expired and scrapped".
Before Fang Zhuo could say anything, the Medicine Sect Master's expression changed, his lips trembled as he stared at the talisman, and then he and his subordinates knelt on the ground together:
"This junior pays respects to the patriarch."
Yin Fuxue, who was standing to the side, had her mind completely blank. She leaned close to the shopkeeper's ear and whispered in shock, "Shopkeeper, where did you buy this talisman? This is a relic left by the ancestor of the Desolate Hill who ascended to godhood. All his descendants see the talisman as if they see the person himself."
The spiritual energy in the desolate hills is becoming increasingly thin, and the sect leaders of the major sects are mostly at the mid-to-late Golden Core stage. Nascent Soul cultivators are few and far between, and most of them are nearing the end of their lifespan. This talisman from a Deity Transformation stage cultivator exerted at least two levels of pressure on everyone present, and even the Medicine Sect leader had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
What put even more pressure on everyone present was that the jade talisman was almost like a high-concentration bomb. If Fang Zhuo clenched his fingers even slightly, even Ultraman would be blown to bits on the spot.
Fang Zhuo never expected that the system would solve the problem in this way.
Forced buying and selling, a very systematic style.
This isn't buying land at all; it's more like bulldozing land.
The sect leader of the Medicine Sect felt utterly disheartened.
Although this land was acquired with great difficulty by the ancestors of the Medicine Sect, the origin of this talisman is far greater than that of their ancestors.
Even if he sells the land today, he shouldn't be killed by his ancestors a hundred years from now for failing to protect his ancestral property.
He turned his head slightly one last time to look at the scenery below, silently wiping away a tear in his heart. This was probably the last time he would ever see this place from this angle in his life.
After mentally preparing himself, he looked up and forced a smile.
“Young friend, you have excellent taste. There is no place in the entire wasteland with more abundant spiritual energy than this.”
"However, the energy gathering device on this land was built by our sect at our own expense, and these factory buildings and production line equipment are not easy to liquidate in the short term..."
Fang Zhuo understood the other party's implication, and with a slight movement of his hand, transferred all the funds allocated to him by the system for purchasing land.
The sect leader of the Medicine Sect was using a basic old-fashioned mobile phone, and two loud notification sounds echoed throughout the entire nineteenth floor—
"Ding, 50 billion spirit stones have been deposited into your account."
"Your current overdue bill for Ling Shi Bei has reached 3.27 million. This fund has been used to repay your debt first."
Fang Zhuo: ...What kind of world is this?
Even the leader of a top sect is in debt while cultivating immortality, right?
This old man has a pretty high credit limit; he was able to borrow over three million from a legitimate platform in one go. After all, a sect leader is better off than someone like Long Aotian, who could only try out small loan platforms one by one.
Under the gazes of everyone who turned to look at him, the Medicine Sect Master gave an awkward laugh.
In addition, the land, which had a market value of over 80 billion, was sold for 50 billion, which was a loss for Yaozong itself.
But on the other hand, the other side could have forcibly seized the land without spending a penny, but they were still willing to give him 50 billion. They are both handsome and kind-hearted.
Meanwhile, the high-ranking members of the Medicine Sect, kneeling in a row behind them, looked at each other in bewilderment.
The leader kept his eyes down and remained silent. If there were a magical artifact that could take him back three hours, he would definitely buy it no matter how much it cost.
...He had just mocked the other party at Wanbaoge for not being able to come up with 300 million, when the young man slammed the contract on the table.
He even made a boastful statement downstairs at the company, saying that the other party didn't have the money to buy the land. But this person not only produced the talisman left by the ancestor, but also produced 50 billion in one go.
Five hundred billion... Even if you tied up all the owners of microloan platforms and beat them half to death, you definitely couldn't scrape together that many spirit stones.
With 50 billion, even a dying cockroach could cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage. How dare he mock such a powerful being?
His lips moved but he remained silent for a long time.
When he was at Wanbaoge, he even tried to persuade Sect Master Fang to join the Medicine Sect by offering the spiritual food set meals and stamina potions from the canteen. As a result, he ended up taking over the Medicine Sect's canteen and potion production plant.
Logically speaking, once the new sect is established, the other side should begin their revenge plot, a story of fortunes shifting every thirty years. With such terrifying financial resources, it's probably only a matter of time before they set their sights on the number one sect in the desolate hills.
At this moment, his heart was colder than an Arctic glacier. His worries about his future fate far outweighed his sadness about the Medicine Sect's impending relocation to a godforsaken place.
Is it too late for me to pretend to be crazy and say that I was actually possessed?
Before he could even speak, the subordinate kneeling to one side trembled so badly that he collapsed onto the tiles.
Two seconds later, the subordinate suddenly woke up in a daze: "Oh no, it seems like I was possessed by an evil spirit. I don't think I said anything wrong..."
Yin Fuxue really wanted to cover her eyes—
That's so crude; the acting is just too rough.
This person was the boss of his former lab supervisor's boss. He was usually stern and unsmiling, but in a critical moment, he could come up with such a clumsy idea on a whim.
He seems to have some intelligence, but not much.
In fact, the moment all the leaders of the Medicine Sect knelt on the ground, Yin Fuxue had already felt so good that all her capillaries were open.
This morning he was still being tormented by the mentally challenged sect, but this afternoon he actually owned an entire company. All the energy-gathering devices in the world were dedicated to him and the sect leader, and they would exclusively enjoy the spiritual energy that was originally shared by tens of thousands of people in the sect.
There are such good things in the world.
He underestimated his boss. He was worried about the magic artifact worth hundreds of millions, but his boss was able to pull out hundreds of billions in one go without any expression.
Yin Fuxue gently touched his chest, looking down at the Medicine Sect Master for the first time. He raised his chin slightly and ordered in a show of authority, "Please clear out the building before today."
The sect leader of the Medicine Sect smiled obsequiously and said, "Of course, you two can rest assured."
Yin Fuxue nodded in a perfunctory manner.
He had never even dared to dream of having his former boss kneel on the ground and fulfill all his desires, but now it had actually come true.
Perhaps startled by the land purchase process, the Medicine Sect acted swiftly. By 8 p.m., the entire site had been relocated, leaving behind all the gas-gathering devices, office buildings, and factories.
Yin Fuxue sat on the futon in the center of the cultivation room on the top floor of the 33rd floor of the Central Building, feeling an exceptionally abundant spiritual energy surging through his limbs and bones.
The alchemy furnace was placed opposite him. He reached inside and could vaguely see the small world inside.
Inside was a vast expanse of white snow, with snowmelt mixed in. In the very center were several empty turntables, which looked like they could hold things on them, probably for storing raw materials for alchemy.
As expected of a magic artifact worth over 300 million, Yin Fuxue could feel the blood vessels in his right hand surging as he inserted it. This was a power he had never experienced during his Qi Refining period.
"Sect Master, I think I might need to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage in the next few weeks. Do you think it would be wise to buy some defensive and protective magic items?"
Each advancement in a cultivator's realm is a major hurdle, and there are currently fewer than a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Desolate Hill.
Every Foundation Establishment cultivator is a backbone of their respective sect, but the resources available for them to continue advancing in the secret realm are limited, so there will always be people who come to interfere before they advance.
Fang Zhuo opened the online ordering tool that Wanbaoge had given him. Before all the magical artifacts were put up for auction, Wanbaoge would add them to the ordering list separately for VIC customers to choose from.
He selected three or four defensive magical artifacts worth over one hundred million each, and then filtered them from highest to lowest price, buying all the top five artifacts.
The total price was only 1.2 billion, and Fang Zhuo paid for it immediately after glancing at it.
Yin Fuxue's fingers were trembling: "Boss, has this always been how you buy things?"
"Actually, buying defensive magic artifacts is enough; we don't need anything else for now. Boss, I'm at the Foundation Establishment stage, not attacking the nine major sects. Just this set of equipment you bought is enough to take half of the old man from the Medicine Sect's life."
Fang Zhuo: "Really? I don't really know."
Looking at the long string of zeros on the bill, Yin Fuxue felt like she couldn't breathe properly.
Is this how money is spent?
Shouldn't you compare prices from different stores, carefully check for coupons, and then reluctantly buy the item with a heavy heart?
Isn't this a bit too hasty?
Before entering the alchemy furnace, he heard the boss instruct him: "The remaining magical artifacts are for when we enter the secret realm. Prepare well and try to reach the Foundation Establishment stage within two weeks."
"Let's go to the secret realm together and retrieve the treasures inside."
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