Now that they were making money, living standards in the Covering Moon Sect had improved considerably. When money was tight, they used ordinary sandalwood and drank ordinary tea... they made do with everything they bought. With money in hand, it was time to enjoy themselves.
Goods in the cultivation world came in every grade and rank, too. It was easy to tell who had money and who did not.
Though some cultivators ignored convention and dressed in rags like beggars, generally speaking, the higher their cultivation, the more presentable they were. They were particular about their food and drink, favoring rare delicacies.
Cultivators paid attention to everything they ate, drank, and used, and they compared themselves with one another, too.
A sect naturally could not escape such customs. Its founding elders at the core also had to use the best things, and good things naturally cost more.
The Covering Moon Sect had once been wealthy and had enjoyed plenty of fine things. After coming to the Nine Nations Alliance, they had economized and switched to cheaper alternatives.
Now that they had money, they could hardly wait to restore their former standard of living.
Nangong Wan had enjoyed such luxuries herself. She knew expensive sandalwood really was better than the cheap kind: it aided cultivation and improved the surroundings.
Mo Caihuan had earned everyone real money, and the proof was right there in their everyday furnishings and supplies. That was why Nangong Que acknowledged her-hard silver and gold, not lofty principles.
If she failed to make money, Nangong Que would certainly kill her even if Mo Caihuan knelt and begged.
Now, not only did Nangong Que spare her, she followed her every suggestion, precisely because Mo Caihuan really could make money.
Nangong Wan's deep eyes looked Mo Caihuan up and down.