Clear Sky Sect Invests, Da Ming Fears the Cabbage Being Eaten by the Pig

The next day.

Ping'an Pharmacy, guest reception room.

Jiang Ci'an looked at the thick stack of transfer documents before him, along with the Gold Soul Coin Card beside them that featured several zeros, and fell silent.

The transfer documents were filled with dense clauses and figures. From the medicinal herb cultivation base to the acquisition channels, from transport routes to distribution points, a complete industrial chain was laid out neatly before him.

As long as he signed his name, all of this would be transferred directly to him.

He raised his eyes to look at Da Ming, who was sitting opposite him, holding a teacup with a calm and composed expression, and couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Niu Tian, are you certain you want to hand all of this over to me?"

"Naturally."

Da Ming said it lightly, as if he had just handed over a pile of insignificant scraps of paper rather than a valuable commercial industrial chain.

He looked at Jiang Ci'an and said calmly:

"This is merely an investment. I trust Boss Jiang will not let me down, right?"

Jiang Ci'an did not reply, only looking at the transfer documents in his hand, seemingly in thought.

Da Ming remained composed, lifting his teacup for a light sip, though the corner of his eye was silently sizing up the youth before him.

He thought that investing in this kid was, in a sense, a long-planned scheme.

Firstly, it was because the kid's talent was truly worth the investment.

On Douluo Continent, cultivation methods related to spiritual power were relatively rare, though not non-existent.

After all, while spirit masters with spiritual attributes were scarce, over so many years, all major factions had produced a few such individuals.

Most of these spirit masters would construct simple methods to exercise their spiritual power based on their own cultivation experiences.

For instance, the "Heart Separation Control" of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, through constant iteration generation after generation, allowed for the subtle training of spiritual power while maintaining its original control.

However, the vast majority of these spiritual training methods had low ceilings and imposed requirements on the practitioner's talent and martial soul, making them difficult to popularize, so they were mostly left to gather dust.

Therefore, when he first learned that Dong'er had obtained a meditation method from Jiang Ci'an that could train spiritual power, he hadn't paid much attention.

At the time, he assumed the kid had accidentally stumbled upon some crude, minor technique that could slightly exercise the mind.

Consequently, to ensure there were no issues with the meditation method, he had observed Dong'er's state while she practiced.

Yet, he discovered that while the efficiency of this meditation method wasn't particularly high and its ceiling seemed average, it excelled in being progressive, gentle, and stable.

More importantly, it didn't place an additional burden on Dong'er's already problematic soul; in fact, it even had an extremely faint nourishing effect!

This immediately made him take it seriously.

And after hearing from Dong'er that this meditation method was suspected to be self-created by Jiang Ci'an, his thoughts changed completely.

At such an age, to have created such a meditation method—this kind of talent was truly astonishing. Plus, with her good relationship with Dong'er, perhaps he could help her in the future; it was absolutely worth the investment!

As for the second reason...

It was that he simply couldn't say no to Dong'er!

He truly hadn't expected that the girl would first prepare to use her own pocket money to fund him, and upon seeing her own little treasury wasn't enough, she turned directly to them.

His first reaction was that his own "cabbage" wasn't quite right, wondering if she had already been "rooted up by a pig."

Fortunately, after Dong'er explained the situation, he finally understood and managed to set his mind at ease.

Honestly, after clarifying the situation, he, as an elder, felt both gratified and helpless.

What gratified him was that Dong'er was so trusting; clearly, she already viewed those two children as friends, which was good.

But what made him helpless was, The one Dong'er trusted more seemed to be a boy.

When had that girl ever cared so much about someone? And a boy at that!

Da Ming carefully sized up the youth sitting opposite him.

At a glance, seventeenth-level cultivation, steady and restrained Soul Power fluctuations; it looked as though he hadn't slacked off in his cultivation at all.

His spiritual power fluctuations were also much steadier and more solid than his peers, and the quality was very high—it was clearly the foundation built through solid, grinding effort.

To be able to self-create a usable spiritual meditation method at such a young age was indeed impressive.

This child's talent was even better than he had anticipated.

Could it be, is there really something going on?

Da Ming began to mutter to himself again, his gaze drifting involuntarily as he recalled that there was another young girl by this kid's side who had grown up with him, surnamed Xiao. The two were inseparable, so no matter how he looked at it, Dong'er shouldn't have a chance.

It shouldn't be, right?

Da Ming fell into deep thought.

Jiang Ci'an was unaware of the many thoughts in Da Ming's mind. After a brief moment of reflection, he raised his hand and signed his name on the transfer agreement.

He naturally had no intention of being polite; if it was offered, he might as well take it.

He was quite surprised, however. Although he had indeed intended to leverage the influence of the Clear Sky Sect to secure more resources for his own growth, the other party had delivered the goods before he had even begun to implement his investment-seeking plan.

He could only say that this unexpected windfall was all thanks to Elder Yi; otherwise, he wouldn't have gained anything at all.

Setting down the agreement, Jiang Ci'an said with a hint of solemnity:

"Many thanks to Mr. Niu for this investment."

Da Ming, lost in his own thoughts, snapped back to reality. He shook his head and said indifferently:

"This is merely the first installment. If you can prove yourself worthy of this investment, I will not be stingy."

The Clear Sky Sect had remained in seclusion for ten thousand years.

Outsiders only knew that the Clear Sky Sect avoided the world, but they did not know that the sect simply refrained from walking the world under its own name. To support the cultivation of those on the mountain, the disciples below would still engage in trade to acquire resources.

With ten thousand years of accumulation, while they could not compare to the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect—which specialized in commerce and possessed wealth that could rival a nation—they still had a substantial foundation.

Giving away a few properties was nothing; he wouldn't even care if the entire Clear Sky Sect were given away.

The two chatted briefly, and Da Ming did not linger, departing first.

After seeing Da Ming off, Jiang Ci'an sat in the guest room for a while longer. He met with the relevant personnel who arrived later to coordinate the details of the subsequent resource allocation, and only then was the entire matter truly settled.

As he sat back and let out a sigh of relief, Jiang Ci'an caught a glimpse of a head poking out from the side of the door frame.

Long, blue-pink hair draped over the frame, and those matching blue-pink eyes were peeking in stealthily, looking incredibly suspicious.

Seeing Jiang Ci'an's gaze sweep over, Wang Dong'er paused for a moment before stepping out from the corner with a flourish. With her hands behind her back, she spoke with feigned casualness.

"How was it? Everything alright? My Big Daddy didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

"Rest assured, he didn't." Jiang Ci'an shook his head, smiling at Wang Dong'er with a gentle tone:

"Mr. Niu is very generous, and the handover went very smoothly."

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Dong'er's mouth curled up, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

She put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin slightly, her blue-pink eyes filled with a hint of smugness, looking as if she were waiting to be praised.

"o(´^｀)o Hmph... shouldn't you thank me properly?"