Blood Profit! Selling Saint Positions to the Three Pure Ones, Then Getting Zhunti and Jieyin to Sign a Billion-Year Indentured Servitude Contract!

Deep in the chaos, outside Zixiao Palace, a figure suddenly appeared.

Xuanzheng brushed off some non-existent dust from his body and calmly took out a set of jade tables and chairs, along with several meditation cushions, placing them precisely on the path leading to the palace gate.

He didn't force his way through the layered chaotic restrictions. Instead, like an experienced old stall owner, he chose a prime spot with good feng shui.

[Clang!]

A signboard forged from Grand Unity Essence Gold was heavily planted into the ground by him. Its surface flowed with brilliance, and the large characters on it were written in a vigorous, dancing script:

Xuan's Trading Post · Zixiao Palace Dao Listening Service Station—Heavenly Dao Certified, Quality Guaranteed!

Below it, a line of smaller text read: We accept various payment methods including Innate Spiritual Treasures, Divine Materials, Immortal Ingredients, Merit, Destiny, and future favors.

Not long after, three streams of pure energy arrived together, the Daoist Three Pure Ones from Kunlun Mountain. As Pangu's Primordial Spirits, their Destiny was the most profound, and it was only natural they found this place first.

Upon seeing the glaring signboard and the Witch Clan member behind it smiling with a "sincere" expression, the three simultaneously stopped in their tracks.

Primordial Lord of Heaven's brow furrowed. "Fellow Daoist Xuanzheng! This is the sacred ground where the Dao Ancestor expounds the Dao. How can you cause such a commotion and engage in such vulgar commercialism here?"

Hearing this, Xuanzheng immediately stood up, his face instantly shifting to one of "righteous" compassion.

"Fellow Daoist Primordial, you are mistaken!"

He waved his hand with feigned heartache.

"The Dao Ancestor's teachings are meant to enlighten all beings in the Primordial World, bringing immeasurable merit. However, Zixiao Palace has limited seating. When I think of how the great powers might lose their decorum, or even fight amongst themselves, spilling blood on the sacred ground, all for a mere meditation cushion, my heart aches!"

[Heh heh heh, if they don't fight, how can I sell my supplementary tickets?]

"To prevent such tragedies, I have specially set up this service station, offering 'supplementary listening seats' and a 'VIP reserved area,' aiming to maintain order in the sacred grounds and widely spread the gospel of the Great Dao!"

After speaking, Xuanzheng shook a seemingly unremarkable jade token in his hand.

On the token, a faint yet incredibly pure power of Heavenly Dao Merit was circulating.

[This is a 'Bug Report Receipt' automatically generated by the Primordial World Bug Fixing Manual. Certified by the Heavenly Dao, it's foolproof!]

Primordial Lord of Heaven was momentarily speechless.

Grand Supreme Elder, standing beside him, showed a hint of surprise on his usually placid face.

He performed a divination, and the heavenly secrets were shrouded in chaos. Only Xuanzheng's actions, far from violating the Heavenly Dao, seemed to subtly align with some form of "order establishment."

This made him view the muscular Witch Clan member in a new light, beyond just "interesting."

Sovereign of Heaven, on the other hand, had his eyes gleaming. He clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

"Interesting! Very interesting! Fellow Daoist Xuanzheng, your actions are most pleasing to me! Rather than fighting to the death, it's better to have clear prices, fair trade, and be straightforward!"

Xuanzheng immediately seized the opportunity, pulled out three jade tokens engraved with complex spatial dao patterns from his embrace, and enthusiastically handed them over.

"Fellow Daoists, you truly are Pangu's true descendants, with extraordinary insight!"

"This is our latest product, the 'Front Row Golden Standing Ticket.' It offers an excellent view, comes with a calming meditation cushion, and guarantees the listening experience will not be compromised!"

He looked at the three with a beaming smile.

"You three share the same origin as my Witch Clan, so I won't ask for too much. These three standing tickets, as a package friendly price, only require three mid-grade Innate Spiritual Materials, or one high-grade Innate Spiritual Material!"

"You!"

Primordial Lord of Heaven was almost angered to laughter by this "friendly price."

One high-grade Innate Spiritual Material for a standing ticket? This wasn't just commercialism; it was outright robbery!

Just as he was about to lash out, Grand Supreme Elder raised his hand to stop him.

Grand Supreme Elder glanced at Sovereign of Heaven, then at Primordial Lord of Heaven, and finally his gaze settled on the jade tokens in Xuanzheng's hand.

The Heavenly Dao Merit aura on them was undeniable.

More importantly, the three brothers had to advance and retreat together. If discord arose from this matter, causing them to miss opportunities, that would be the true loss.

"Eldest Brother?" Sovereign of Heaven looked eagerly at Grand Supreme Elder.

Grand Supreme Elder remained silent for a moment, then took out a shimmering treasure bead from his sleeve.

"This is Grand Unity Essence Gold, a mid-grade Innate Spiritual Material. I'll exchange it for one."

Primordial Lord of Heaven's expression turned ashen, but seeing that his Eldest Brother had made his decision, further insistence would mean disregarding the bigger picture. He snorted coldly and threw out a treasure seal.

Sovereign of Heaven was even more decisive, directly tossing over a short sword exuding a murderous aura.

Xuanzheng grinned and pocketed the three spiritual materials, nimbly handing over the three "Golden Standing Tickets."

[A great start! The wool from the Three Pure Ones is so plump and long, it feels so good to shear!]

The Three Pure Ones took the jade tokens and turned to enter the Zixiao Palace restrictions.

Xuanzheng sat down again and leisurely poured himself a cup of tea.

[Next, I should wait for those two 'big customers' from the West. Their fortunes are much more interesting than those of the Three Pure Ones.]

Not long after, two figures shrouded in gloom stumbled out of the chaotic currents—Zhunti and Jieyin.

Upon seeing Xuanzheng's stall, they were first stunned. Then, seeing the words "Heavenly Dao Certified" and the disappearing figures of the Three Pure Ones not far away, their faces instantly lost all color.

They were late!

Zhunti lunged forward to the stall, a smile plastered on his face that looked worse than a grimace.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask... may I ask if there are any seats left in the palace?"

Xuanzheng leisurely took a sip of his tea and raised his eyelids.

"Seats? None left. Even standing room tickets just sold out."

"What?!"

Zhunti and Jieyin were struck by lightning. Grief overwhelmed them, and large tears rolled down their faces.

"Our West is barren. My brother and I, in pursuit of the Great Dao, traveled tirelessly, enduring countless hardships. Are we... are we truly to be turned away? The Heavenly Dao is unjust!"

As they cried, they secretly observed Xuanzheng's reaction.

Xuanzheng's heart remained unmoved; he even felt like laughing.

[Trying to act tough with me? I'm the greatest actor in the Primordial World!]

He put down his teacup, a look of "difficulty" appearing on his face.

"Alas, fellow Daoists, do not rush. The tickets through official channels are gone, but I happen to have some 'special merchandise' here."

He slowly raised his left hand, and the ancient, weathered [Karma Scale] quietly appeared.

"Let me give you two a piece of information: those six futons under the Dao Ancestor are the foundation of Saint Positions and contain supreme karma."

Xuanzheng's voice was full of temptation.

"I can package and sell this 'futon karma' to you. As long as you sit on them, the opportunity for a Saint Position will naturally be bound to you."

Zhunti and Jieyin's breathing instantly quickened.

"How... how is this karma sold?"

Xuanzheng smiled slightly, and a contract screen made of Great Dao runes unfolded before him.

Western Future Development and Zixiao Palace Saint Position Opportunity Directed Investment Agreement.

"It's simple."

"I, Xuanzheng, on behalf of the Witch Clan, offer you two Daoist friends the 'priority usage rights' for two Saint Position futons."

"In return, you two Daoist friends must pledge seventy percent of the West's incense destiny for the next ten million years, and thirty percent of all future merit obtained, as 'principal' to me. As for the interest... we'll calculate it by Yuanhui. It's not high, just one percent annual interest."

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at the contract and felt their vision go black.

This was no investment agreement!

This was clearly a contract of servitude! A devil's contract that would suck their bones dry!

"Fellow Daoist, this... this absolutely cannot be!" Jieyin cried even harder, "Our West is already barren. If we sign this contract, we will have no hope of ever rising in the future!"

Xuanzheng's expression turned cold, and he put away the [Karma Scale] and the contract.

"Since you two are unwilling, then forget it. I imagine many powerful beings later on will be interested in this Saint Position karma, such as Minghe of the Sea of Blood, who I'm sure would be willing to spend his entire fortune for it."

He made as if to pack up his stall.

"Wait!"

Zhunti grabbed his hand, his eyes bloodshot, his face etched with struggle and despair.

Becoming a Saint! This was their obsession!

Compared to becoming a Saint, what were the mere destiny and merit of the West? They would borrow it first! Once they became Saints in the future, wouldn't this contract be theirs to decide whether to fulfill or not?

The two looked at each other, seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

"We... will sign!"

Zhunti gritted his back molars, and together with Jieyin, they summoned their origins and left their true spirit imprints on the screen that shimmered with the laws of karma.

The moment the contract was established, it transformed into two streams of light and entered the bodies of the three.

Xuanzheng contentedly put away the contract, which could be called the Primordial World's first "subprime loan."

He "kindly" patted the two on the shoulders.

"Pleasant cooperation. Go in, the two futons in the very center are yours now."