Exclusive Whale Rubber Liquid

[White World]

Outside the shop.

Bai Tang San wore a well-tailored black robe, its cuffs embroidered with exquisite Dark Gold Blue Silver Grass patterns.

He did not greet customers with the beaming smile of an ordinary shopkeeper.

Instead, he sat on the second-floor terrace with a cup of clear tea in hand, calmly looking down at the crowd below, which resembled a zombie siege.

"Young Master Tang, this... this is too crazy."

The merchant association president wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Looking at the Soul Masters below waving Gold Soul Coins with bloodshot eyes, even his legs trembled.

"This is nothing yet."

Bai Tang San gently blew away the tea leaves, his tone calm.

"The previous Pig Die-off Incident made everyone afraid of Whale Rubber."

"But on the other side of fear lies even more extreme desire."

"They fear death."

"But they fear poverty even more. They fear weakness. They fear being trampled beneath others' feet."

"At a time like this, all they need is a hope of becoming stronger safely."

"And they'll rush in like moths to a flame."

Downstairs, the sales began.

There were no large, terrifying chunks of raw Whale Rubber.

Instead, the counter displayed rows of delicate little glass bottles.

The liquid inside was a faint amber color, crystal clear, and gave off a reassuring herbal fragrance.

"Tang Sect Body Strengthening Liquid!"

"An exclusive formula! It removes the fiery toxin of Whale Rubber while retaining its essence for strengthening muscles and bones!"

"One bottle refreshes the mind, two bottles banish fatigue forever, three bottles..."

"Can even raise your physical fitness to a new level!"

"Price: ten Gold Soul Coins per bottle!"

Before the clerk's shout had even faded—

"I'll buy it! Give me a dozen!"

"Ten Gold Soul Coins? That cheap? I'll take them all!"

"Don't shove! Whoever shoves me will answer to me! I'm a Spirit Hall deacon. Let me buy first!"

They had gone crazy.

Every last one of them had gone crazy.

Ten Gold Soul Coins per bottle was an astronomical price for ordinary civilians.

But for Soul Masters, it was practically the price of cabbage!

After all, the previous wave of speculation had driven raw Whale Rubber up to one thousand Gold Soul Coins per jin!

And now, for one percent of that price, they could buy a safe finished product with no side effects?

How was this buying medicine?

This was practically picking up money!

"Collect the money."

Watching the Gold Soul Coins flow in below like water, Bai Tang San's lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"This is the charm of deep processing."

"One jin of inferior Whale Rubber costs only a few Silver Soul Coins."

"Add a few cheap neutralizing herbs and dilute it with water."

"And it can be turned into a hundred bottles of Body Strengthening Liquid."

"With that back and forth..."

"The profit is several thousand times over."

The merchant association president felt his heart twitch.

Several thousand times...

Was this robbery?

No, even robbery was not this fast!

And robbery was against the law.

Yet the entire city was crying and begging to hand their money over, and they even had to say, "Thank you, Young Master Tang."

This was the magic of capital.

[Real World]

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi watched the booming sales on the Sky Curtain, then looked at the youth drinking tea on the second floor.

He heavily struck his scepter against the ground.

"A genius."

"He is absolutely a business genius!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were full of admiration, along with even a trace of jealousy.

"First, he created scarcity by stockpiling goods and drove up raw material prices."

"Then, he used the 'pig die-off' to create panic, suppress competitors, and make everyone afraid to use it privately."

"And finally..."

"He launched an exclusive 'safe version' finished product and harvested the market."

"After that entire combination, he not only made money, but became a savior as well!"

"He gained both fame and fortune!"

"Uncle Jian, I suddenly feel that the little business knowledge of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is..."

"Like children playing house before him."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was equally speechless.

"This kid is far too ruthless."

"But..."

"I like him."

"Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trivialities."

"Compared to Tang San from that Black World, who only knows how to put on a false show of benevolence, this Bai Tang San is the one qualified to sit in the Sect Master's seat."

[Black World]

Shrek Academy.

The wind howled.

The broken window creaked and groaned as though it were lamenting the poverty of this place.

Flender sat behind an office desk missing one leg.

He held an account book in his hand.

"Deficit... deficit... still deficit..."

"We can't go on like this!"

Flender suddenly slammed the account book onto the ground and let out a grief-stricken howl.

He raised his head and looked at the Tang Sect Merchant Association on the Sky Curtain, where money poured in daily and Gold Soul Coins were piled into mountains.

Jealousy twisted even his shoehorn-shaped face.

"Why?!"

"Why can someone else open a merchant association and become the richest man at six years old?"

"While we Soul Saints and Soul Emperors can barely even afford food?!"

He abruptly turned toward Yu Xiaogang, who sat silently nearby.

"Xiaogang!"

"You're Master! Your theories are unmatched!"

"Can't you research something we can sell too?"

"Even a formula for that Body Strengthening Liquid would do!"

"Our academy is nearly out of food! Zhao Wuji wanted to rob the rich to help the poor yesterday!"

Yu Xiaogang's body stiffened.

He slowly raised his head. His face was livid, his eyes bloodshot.

"Flender."

"I am a theoretical Master of the Soul Master World."

"Not a merchant."

"Studying Martial Souls is to seek the truth, not for such filthy money!"

"You want me to research medicine reeking of copper?"

"That would be an insult to scholarship!"

Yu Xiaogang spoke with lofty righteousness.

But Flender clearly saw his Adam's apple bob as he said it.

He was tempted.

And he was bluffing.

Because he simply could not research it!

Bai Tang San's formula used several obscure herbs that he had never even seen before.

Even if he wanted to copy it, he would not know where to begin!

"Truth..."

Flender slumped weakly into his chair and let out a long sigh.

"Can truth fill our stomachs?"

"Can truth fix this broken window?"

"Xiaogang..."

"Sometimes I really feel that your truth is too expensive."

[White World]

Near noon.

A sudden commotion broke out at the entrance of the Tang Sect Merchant Association.

"The City Lord has arrived—!"

With that loud cry.

The crowd automatically parted to form a path.

The City Lord of Nuoding City strode over with a squad of fully armed guards.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of official arrogance on his face.

Instead, it was filled with smiles.

"Hahaha! Little Brother Tang!"

"Congratulations, congratulations! May your opening bring great fortune!"

The moment the City Lord entered, he cupped his hands toward Bai Tang San on the second floor in congratulations.

Bai Tang San set down his teacup and rose to greet him.

Neither servile nor overbearing.

"City Lord, your presence honors us. Forgive me for failing to welcome you from afar."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two took their seats.

The City Lord looked at this extraordinary young man before him, growing more satisfied the longer he looked.

Six years old.

A Soul Grandmaster.

He might even possess an External Soul Bone—the strange phenomenon that night could not be hidden from those who paid attention.

And now he was the president of a merchant association that earned a fortune every day.

How was this merely a promising prospect?

He was practically a super blue-chip stock that had not yet gone public!