The Jing Sisters

The next day, Lu Mingyuan rose early.

Last night, he had been far too excited about his Divine Ability to sleep, constantly refreshing the Divine Ability Treasury page to see if anyone had made a purchase. Every time a new sales figure appeared, he would be overjoyed for a long while.

However, he couldn't show his excitement too openly, so he had to keep suppressing it, which felt quite uncomfortable.

It was like having a peerless beauty standing right in front of you; you want to look, but due to certain concerns, you can't stare too long, lest you act abnormally and get caught.

Thus, Lu Mingyuan was quite conflicted.

Should he look, or should he not?

He tossed and turned until the Hour of the Bo, the bedtime he had set for himself, and only then did he suppress the internal conflict and fall asleep by counting sheep.

The reason Lu Mingyuan set a strict bedtime for himself was that in his previous life, he had worked long hours—996 or even 007—which had caused his health to collapse, ultimately leading to his arrival in this world.

In this life, he had to be vigilant to avoid repeating the same mistakes.

Having been granted life once more, Lu Mingyuan cherished it dearly. After awakening his memories of his past life, the first truth he realized was that his own body was the foundation of everything.

Therefore, he not only followed a strict sleep schedule but also occasionally gave himself a few days off to rest, combined with proper daily exercise, which was why his current physique was far better than in his previous life.

After getting up and moving around a bit in the courtyard, Lu Mingyuan once again sank his consciousness into the Divine Ability Treasury to check the sales of his peerless Divine Ability.

A moment later, a radiant smile bloomed on Lu Mingyuan's face. He suddenly clenched his fist and let out a soft, "Yeah!"

Judging by his reaction, things were going very well.

It turned out that in just one night, his Chicken-Rabbit Cage Divine Ability had sold 13 copies.

At 100 Qi Luck Points per copy, 13 copies meant 1,300 points, which was more than half of his costs recovered. If Lu Mingyuan's calculations were correct, he would likely break even by the end of the day.

Recovering his costs in a single day—how could he not be happy?

Moreover, as time passed, Lu Mingyuan believed that more people with a discerning eye would emerge, and he would earn more and more. It would be like a snowball, growing larger as it rolled.

Furthermore, with this, his plan finally had a hope of being realized.

It was no longer a castle in the air, visible but unreachable.

Of course, when calculating costs earlier, the free Divine Ability Stone was not included.

In fact, if one were to truly factor in the cost of a Divine Ability Stone, very few people would be able to recover their investment by selling Divine Abilities.

One must know that the value of a Divine Ability Stone is incredibly high, far beyond what the average person can imagine.

And nowadays, an important reason why Divine Abilities are sold so cheaply is that everyone receives a free Divine Ability Stone upon awakening, intended for creating Divine Abilities. That is why the price of Divine Abilities hasn't skyrocketed, and why they are easily accessible to the average person.

Otherwise, suppose a newly promoted three-star cultivator has four inches of Talent Qi; they would gain four points of Human Luck daily, meaning they could afford a Divine Ability in just twenty-five days, even if it were only the lowest-tier one.

But even so, by that calculation, Divine Abilities would still be far too cheap.

If Lu Mingyuan remembered correctly, in most of the fantasy and even mythological stories from his previous life, even the lowest-tier techniques or martial arts were not things an ordinary person could afford, unless they bankrupted themselves.

Even then, it might not be enough. You would still need connections to break the monopoly and bypass the restrictions; otherwise, you wouldn't even find a way in.

For instance, the famous divide between immortals and mortals in the cultivation world: once you enter the immortal gate, you never meet again.

They wouldn't even bring their own closest family members, so others shouldn't even dream of anyone showing them kindness.

But this life is different. Because of the Divine Ability Treasury, most people upload their Divine Abilities and family classics to the treasury to earn Qi Luck Points, which they then use to purchase other Divine Abilities and classics.

And the currency for these transactions—Qi Luck Points—is automatically generated by everyone every day, with the amount depending on one's strength. Thus, it provides a relatively fair starting point for everyone, without blocking the path forward.

Of course, it is not as if there are no instances of people's paths being blocked in this life.

Because studying classic texts can rapidly increase one's strength, there are very few interpretations or explanatory books in the Divine Ability Treasury; there are only the original texts.

For example, works like the Tao Te Ching, the Huangdi Neijing, and the Book of Changes—if no one teaches you, simply reading the originals makes it impossible for most people to understand the obscure and difficult content, let alone study it.

If you truly want to learn in depth, you must join a school, an academy, a noble family, or even a state power.

Unless you are a genius who can learn on your own.

However, such people should be few and far between.

Lu Mingyuan had known about this for a long time, so he had already made his plans.

Now that he had taken the first step, how to proceed would depend on how the situation developed.

After thinking these things through, Lu Mingyuan went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

As for why he did it himself?

Didn't the ancestors say: "Work for yourself, and you shall have plenty of food and clothing."

He was simply respecting tradition.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Just as Lu Mingyuan was busy in the kitchen, a knock at the door echoed.

Unable to step away, Lu Mingyuan called out loudly, "Come in!"

As he shouted, Lu Mingyuan suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had guessed who was coming.

"Sister, I told you, Brother Mingyuan is definitely in the kitchen preparing something delicious."

The voice arrived before the person.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, a mischievous little girl immediately appeared in Lu Mingyuan's mind.

This girl was definitely here to cause trouble.

A moment later, two young women, both around seventeen or eighteen years old, appeared together at the doorway of Lu Mingyuan's kitchen.

One was dressed in a white dress, while the other wore a green one.

"Ah, Zhi is here. And~ our little Yue'er too."

Seeing Lu Mingyuan's obvious difference in treatment, the girl in the green dress shook off her companion and bounded in front of Lu Mingyuan in just a few steps.

"Brother Mingyuan, how much did you wish I hadn't come? If you keep acting like this, I'll drag my sister out shopping every single day so she won't have any time for you. Let's see what you do then!"

Lu Mingyuan and the girl in the white dress exchanged a smile, saying nothing more.

These two young women had known Lu Mingyuan since they were children.

The older one was named Jing Zhi, the same age as Lu Mingyuan; she was the girl in the white dress.

And the one teasing him right in front of him was Jing Zhi's younger sister, Jing Yue.

At this moment, Jing Yue twitched her nose and sniffed hard, "Brother Mingyuan, what delicious food are you making again?"