Have you ever heard of a sect going bankrupt?
If you think the bankruptcy of a sect isn't bizarre enough, what about the bankruptcy of a royal family?
What if the royal families of ten kingdoms all went bankrupt?
This was unheard of, yet it actually happened.
In the Tail Constellation Divine Realm, there is an assassin organization called Qingyuelou.
The name sounds like a brothel, but Qingyue Tower is full of men and there is no brothel.
Qingyue Tower has an extremely high reputation, and it is said that as long as the price is right, they can even take the head of the strongest sect in the Tail Constellation Divine Realm and the emperor of the Imperial Dynasty.
The problem is that the owner of Mingyue Tower has three types of clients he won't accept.
I will not accept jobs from those who hire someone to kill for personal gain.
We will not accept those who attempt to assassinate the emperor to bring chaos to the country.
He wouldn't accept a hitman for personal revenge if he couldn't win in a fight.
This absurd situation of not accepting any jobs left Mingyue Tower, a supposedly assassin organization, extremely poor, unable to secure a single commission.
Because these so-called "three no-acceptance" principles basically cover the psychological scope of all people who hire hitmen.
Including the owner, there are only ten people in Mingyue Tower.
But any one of these ten people could easily destroy a country.
He's incredibly capable, yet so poor he's practically starving.
Because the owner of Mingyue Tower said so.
We're assassins, we need to maintain our style.
Can we spend the money sent by those scoundrels who want to take over other people's businesses or steal their concubines?
In order to seize the fate of another country, we assassinate its emperor. Once the emperor dies, the country will inevitably fall into chaos, and endless war and slaughter will follow.
Can we accept a job that causes countless people to die tragically for personal gain?
And then there are the even more shameless ones who, unable to beat their opponents in a fight, try to get themselves ranked higher by having us kill them.
How could we possibly accept a commission from such a despicable and shameless person?
Remember, we are real killers, we need to maintain our style.
style.
So, you there, take off your pants and your master will mend them for you.
What's there to be shy about? So what if you're forty?
Which of you didn't pee on my neck when you were a kid?
Mingyue Tower, where the master and his ten disciples were so poor they lived in a dilapidated temple without a roof.
Fortunately, their cultivation level was high enough that they didn't need to eat; otherwise, the ten of them, master and disciples, would probably have starved to death long ago.
Just as the ten members of Mingyue Tower were humming and groaning in boredom, a chubby little man dressed as a rich man came to the outside of the dilapidated temple.
The chubby boy held a small abacus made of gold in his hand.
The day after the chubby boy appeared inside the dilapidated temple, Mingyue Tower, which had been listed for many years, finally received its first order.
bodyguard.
That's right, the chubby guy offered a very high price, and the task for the ten master and disciples was quite simple.
Protect the little fat boy's safety.
The chubby boy politely told the ten members of the group that his name was Jin Mantang.
You can just call him Young Master Mantang.
Now, let's do business together.
If everything goes smoothly, the wages will double.
The first place we did business was with a medium-sized sect.
Just as Mingyuelou and his disciples were wondering what the chubby boy was doing outside the sect, the chubby boy directly bribed several of the sect's servants with 10,000 spirit crystals.
Subsequently, an explosive piece of news emerged within this sect.
A wealthy but mentally challenged fool from outside the sect arrived.
They wanted to spend a large sum of money to acquire the elixir.
We accept pills of all grades, even first-grade pills, and give them a thousand spirit crystals.
Moreover, even the spiritual herbs used to refine pills are purchased, and the price is definitely more than double the price set by the sect.
At first, no one believed the news, but some curious people left the sect and found that it was actually true.
There really are people who spend a lot of money to buy pills and spiritual herbs, and that guy is not only an idiot, but also a twelve or thirteen-year-old brat.
This guy is a classic example of someone who's naive and rich; it would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.
In just three days, long queues formed outside the sect.
No matter how poor the quality of the pills and herbs you bring, we will accept them without hesitation.
The spirit crystals were scattered out by the chubby boy like flowing water.
This chubby little guy, who was clearly a fool, was very polite and would even say thank you after giving the spirit crystals.
The fact that one could buy pills from within the sect and resell them for double the price drove the entire sect into a frenzy.
In the end, even the sect's high-ranking members and alchemists joined in.
Ten days.
Ten days later, all the pills in the entire sect were looted, and the little fat boy also paid a huge amount of spirit crystals.
The disciples of this sect suddenly discovered something terrifying.
All the pills and spiritual herbs in the entire sect are gone.
The storage ring contained nothing but a large amount of spirit crystals.
Spirit crystals can provide a large amount of spiritual energy for cultivation, but they cannot replace the function of elixirs.
Even if you have spirit crystals, they're useless after you break through the bottleneck or get injured.
But what you fear most is what happens.
That very night, nine masked men suddenly stormed into the sect and beat up everyone in the sect, from top to bottom.
As dawn broke, the disciples of the entire sect, all covered in injuries, discovered that the chubby boy had actually started setting up a stall outside the sect.
What they sell are healing pills.
Not only were all these pills bought from them, but the price was increased tenfold.
Nobody bought it.
If I were to buy those pills that have increased in price tenfold, wouldn't I be a fool?
Despite their injuries, the sect elders not only reinforced the sect's protective formations but also sent people to other regions to purchase spiritual herbs for refining elixirs.
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