The Demon Race Maidens Have Grown Up

Tushan Immortal City

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept across it.

There were over thirty Golden Core cultivators and more than seven hundred thousand Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators!

The immortal city had expanded and expanded again, already extending beyond its eighth ring. Its top-grade third-tier spirit veins had long since been unable to support such use. Every year, more than twenty million low-grade spirit stones had to be invested into the spirit veins to sustain cultivation for so many cultivators, supplemented with spirit pills as well. Otherwise, it simply would not be enough.

The immortal city's industry and commerce had flourished as never before!

Cultivators from every faction continually compared magical artifacts, treasures, talismans, pills, and other goods here, haggling and bargaining. Once they reached an agreement, they summoned a blue-skirted maid to sign a commercial contract under her witness and pay a tax of three to five percent.

This was mandatory. Without that contract, an airship laden with goods could not leave Tushan Immortal City.

Do not even think about tax evasion, or having buyer and seller collude to sign false contracts.

A small amount was tolerable.

But if it was too much, there were Tushan Maid Corps outposts all along the route.

While protecting the safety of the trade routes, they also handled tax inspections. Once they discovered underpaid taxes, the fines would make any proprietor's heart bleed, wiping out years of hard work entirely.

If it was a major tax evasion case, countless heads would roll.

"Bloodflow Cloud and the Tushan Maid Corps must not have failed."

Jiang Ding made his judgment.

In the cultivation world, there was no such thing as a market economy. If your sword hilt was not hard enough and you lost on the battlefield, then even a once-in-ten-thousand-years commercial genius would