Bai Yujun was in a bad mood and wanted to kill someone.
Ever since countless streaks of light had crossed the sky, innumerable evil fiends had rejoiced. In broad daylight, evil cultivators and Demonic Cultivators had actually gone to taverns and brothels to celebrate without restraint, drinking, whoring, and making merry, openly shattering the peace of the mundane world.
A certain snake wearing a straw hat and carrying a bundle, preparing to enter the city and set up a stall, discovered that business could no longer be done.
Righteous Path cultivators, evil cultivators, and Demonic Cultivators were fighting fiercely throughout the city. The crowd scattered in panic—who would still be in the mood to buy umbrellas? At this rate, even the rice shops would probably close their doors for good.
Bai Yujun, clutching paper umbrellas and planning to make money, felt wronged.
She could not sell them. She could not make money...
She had originally thought that the Western Teachings, which spent all day dreaming of replacing Chunyang Palace, would step in and crush the Demon Sect's scheme, stopping them from gathering young boys, young girls, and maidens. Whether they cultivated the Evil Cultivation Technique or conducted sacrifices, countless people would die. Yet regrettably, they had taken no action against the Demon Sect.
They were busy seizing the territory of the Chunyang outpost, building temples, and spreading their faith.
"Ah..."
Putting away the paper umbrellas, Bai Yujun decided to start a new venture.
Business had to change with the times and adapt to the environment. One could not always cling to the past; only by riding the tide of the age could one earn more money. Trade was everywhere—it depended on whether one could find the crucial point. Wealth favored those who were good at seeking and discovering... snakes. Hard