A Huge Profit, A Bloody Huge Profit!

Chapter 16: A Huge Profit, A Massive Gain!

In any world, the importance of money goes without saying.

Not to mention buying weapons and Martial Techniques, even daily necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt require money to purchase.

The Iron Bone Unyielding Sect had no money because the previous disciples had taken their only assets to pull strings, hoping to rescue Sect Leader Wang from prison.

And the result?

Not even half a day after the money was delivered, Sect Leader Wang was executed for attempting to break out of jail.

The Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, which was already tightening its belt to survive, saw its situation go from bad to worse. Two disciples simply couldn't hold on any longer; after eating their final meal, they each went back to their own homes to find their own mothers.

Since Jun Changxiao transmigrated here, he had spent his days in the sect gnawing on steamed buns and drinking mountain water for every meal.

The noodles Lu Qianqian ate when she joined the sect were also begged from Aunt Wang in the village.

If the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect wanted to develop, it had to make money!

And so, using the Insight Talisman that hadn't expired yet, Sect Leader Jun began his first journey of making money in this different world!

Need guidance but didn't mock me?

One hundred taels!

Need guidance but previously mocked me and the Iron Bone Sect to death?

Two hundred taels!

Small business, no bargaining allowed.

Because he had comprehended the ninth form of the Nine Wave Sword Style and had even provided guidance to a Cangshan Sect Elder, the martial artists from various sects, though their hearts ached at the cost, were still willing to spend money to seek his advice.

In just 30 minutes, Jun Changxiao had provided guidance on martial arts dilemmas to twenty martial artists, earning over three thousand taels.

Looking at the silver notes piling up in his Spatial Ring, he thought happily to himself, Although I can't sell medicine, I can use items from the Mall to make money!

"Sect Leader Jun."

Just after he had pointed out the flaws in a martial artist's fist technique, Patriarch Li approached, looking quite hesitant as he said, "I also have a difficult problem, and I hope you can provide some guidance."

The previous Nine Wave Sword Style incident was nothing more than a deliberate attempt to make things difficult.

Now, seeing so many people leave happily after benefiting from his guidance, he was completely moved and wanted to resolve a martial arts problem that had troubled him for years.

"I can."

Jun Changxiao said, "One thousand taels."

"What?"

Patriarch Li almost lost his footing, exclaiming, "One thousand taels?"

Jun Changxiao said, "That's right, one thousand taels."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

This guy was clearly making things difficult for Patriarch Li on purpose, surely because of the earlier attempt to stop his son from joining the Iron Bone Sect.

"Sect Leader Jun."

Patriarch Li said, on the verge of a breakdown, "Others pay at most two hundred taels, why do I have to pay one thousand?"

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "Looking at your attire, Patriarch Li, I assume you aren't short on money."

Hearing this, Patriarch Li almost fainted from anger. True, I have money, but money doesn't just blow into my pockets out of thin air!

"Sect Leader Jun."

Patriarch Li said in a deep voice, "Are you treating me like a fool?"

Jun Changxiao smiled. "You could understand it that way."

"You..."

Patriarch Li was furious.

But remembering that he was the one asking for a favor, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang stepped forward and said, "Please, for the sake of your disciple, give my father a discount."

Jun Changxiao rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Fine, for the sake of him being the father of a disciple in my sect, I'll give him a discount and charge one tael."

The martial artists from the various sects almost fell over.

Discounting one thousand taels down to one tael—this was unheard of!

Since he wanted to keep Li Qingyang, he certainly wouldn't intentionally make things difficult for Patriarch Li, so Jun Changxiao only charged a symbolic "face price" of one tael to help him resolve his martial arts dilemma.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

Having received the guidance, Patriarch Li felt as if his mind had suddenly been cleared.

The fact that he had previously evolved the ninth form had left him with doubts, but now that a martial arts conundrum that had puzzled him for years was solved, he completely acknowledged Jun Changxiao!

With my son in the Iron Bone Sect under his tutelage, his future achievements will certainly be nothing short of extraordinary!

It wasn't just Patriarch Li; the martial artists from various sects who had benefited from the guidance also realized that the person they had once looked down upon was, in fact, no simple character!

A single Insight Talisman had allowed Jun Changxiao to earn a considerable amount of silver and gain much prestige—it could be called killing two birds with one stone.

Wrong.

It was killing three birds with one stone!

Because while Sect Leader Jun was busy providing guidance, he had also taken the opportunity to learn all their various Martial Techniques and Cultivation Methods!

Although the grades were a bit low, he had acquired sword techniques, fist techniques, cultivation methods, and palm techniques—everything one could ask for. If he had to buy these with money, it would have cost at least several thousand taels.

A massive profit, a bloody profit!

"Everyone."

After providing guidance to another martial artist, Jun Changxiao said with a slightly weary expression, "This Seat is tired, so the guidance ends here."

"Don't stop now, Sect Leader Jun!"

The martial artists who hadn't had their turn yet grew anxious.

One martial artist even pulled out four banknotes and said, "Sect Leader Jun, I am willing to pay four hundred taels!"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "Providing martial arts guidance to you all has exhausted too much of my mental energy; it will take ten days or half a month to recover."

He really wanted to keep making money, but just after guiding that previous martial artist, the duration of the Insight Talisman had expired.

Jun Changxiao had intended to exchange for another one, but when he opened the Mall, he saw that the Insight Talisman was grayed out, with a note stating: This item is limited to 1 purchase per month.

Damn it.

The Healing Pill was limited, and now the talisman was limited too.

Can we still have fun? Can we still happily make money?

Without the boost of the Insight Talisman, Jun Changxiao was essentially back to his original state, so he could only put on a look of extreme exhaustion.

"Sigh."

The martial artists from the various sects returned to their own booths in frustration, and the Hundred Sects Recruitment, which had been interrupted, resumed.

"Qingyang."

Patriarch Li said, "Cultivate well under Sect Leader Jun, and do not let your father down."

"Yes."

Li Qingyang nodded.

Patriarch Li exchanged a few words with Jun Changxiao in a rather flattering tone before hurrying back to the Li family to go into seclusion and digest the guidance he had received.

"Father, I want to join the Iron Bone Sect!"

"Father, Mother, I've made up my mind; I want to join the Iron Bone Sect!"

"Goudan, what are you still hesitating for? Let's go, let's hurry to the Iron Bone Sect to sign up!"

As the Hundred Sects Recruitment resumed, the young men and women who had originally been considering which sect to join swarmed toward the Iron Bone Sect's booth, scrambling to sign up!

They had already been tempted when Li Qingyang joined the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, and after witnessing Jun Changxiao provide martial arts guidance to the Cangshan Sect Elder and even other martial artists, they naturally came to sign up without hesitation!

A moment ago, the other sects' booths had been bustling with activity, while the Iron Bone Sect had been ignored.

Now, the other booths were empty, while the Iron Bone Sect's booth was overflowing with people!

"Don't push, don't push!"

Jun Changxiao shouted, "One at a time!"

"Qingyang!"

"Don't just stand there, come over and help."

Because there were so many young people signing up, Jun Changxiao was suddenly flustered and overwhelmed.

This won't do, this won't do.

There are too many people; I must select the best!

Jun Changxiao ordered his first and second disciples to have the applicants fill out enrollment forms, then decided whether to accept them based on their aptitude and cultivation.

The Main Quest given by the system was to make the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect the strongest sect.

What counts as strong?

The sect must be strong, and the disciples must be strong too!

If I just pick a bunch of useless weeds, the numbers might be enough, but the strength won't be, and the Sect Level won't go up. In the end, it would all be for nothing.

Jun Changxiao knew very well that what he needed now were elite soldiers and capable generals, so he secretly set a requirement: those joining the Iron Bone Sect must have at least a Mid-grade Spirit Root; if it were High-grade, that would be even better!

However, after tallying the results, out of the hundreds of youths who signed up, only ten had a Mid-grade Spirit Root. The others were either Low-grade or Mortal-grade, and as for High-grade, they simply didn't exist.

Although Qingyang City is the main city of Qingyang County, it is a small place after all, so having Li Qingyang appear with a High-grade Spirit Root is already quite impressive.

"It's a bit lacking."

"But let's first develop the sect membership to the limit of one hundred."

Jun Changxiao picked up the Sect Leader Seal and stamped it onto the entry form of the person with a Mid-grade Spirit Root.

"Ding!"

"Sect Member: 4/100!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 11/100."

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