Cultivators found it far easier to make money than ordinary people.
Li Qi had hauled boats for over two years before and had not saved a single coin, poor as a church mouse.
But now, merely hunting in the wilderness earned him six or seven thousand coins.
The same was true for the blind old woman.
With a round of divination, she could determine what business would make money, what crops would yield a bumper harvest that year, when one should leave home, and when one should not.
With a cheat like that, making money was bound to be easy as flying.
After returning home, she had been a cultivator after all and had maintained herself well. Though she had left home at twelve or thirteen to study arts at Wushen Mountain and did not return until she was forty or fifty, she still looked thirty. Thus, she had married and borne a son.
With her help, the Wang Family had risen from a small landowning household to one of Yi County's wealthy families in just twenty years, possessing 2,342 mu of farmland and earning a hundred gold a year.
And the Wang Family's daughter was already over seventy.
Her old husband had died. There were dozens of servants in the household, and though her son was somewhat dim-witted, he was filial and sensible. Securing a harvest was no difficult matter.
The blind old woman felt that her life had already been full enough.
Her family had been well-off when she was young. She had never suffered hardship, nor had she developed any delicate, pampered temperament.
When she grew up, she had gone to Wushen Mountain and seen the true vast world beyond, rather than remaining a frog at the bottom of a well.
And in old age, she was