Taking over Yong'an Pawnshop, the plot was about to begin (+1, thanks for the update request votes!)

Returning to the city and seeing the busy and diverse people of Yuzhou City, Ling Yi felt a strange sense of unease.

He could clearly see the traces of evil thoughts emanating from each person. These evil thoughts automatically arose from these people, swirled around, and finally merged into Ling Yi's body. After being purified by the system, they were transformed into pure Golden Core energy.

Each malicious thought carries a message. Ling Yi could block these messages, but Ling Yi didn't. Instead, he found it quite interesting, like watching live-action comments.

" Widow Li is still so beautiful. If I could have First Pin, I'd be willing to shorten my lifespan by a few years."

"Why isn't Shopkeeper Song dead yet? If only he were dead, I'd be the only one on this street selling cloth, and my income would definitely multiply several times over."

"I lost dozens of copper coins last night for nothing. Today I sold this batch of meat cheaply to raise my capital. Tonight I must win it all back, with interest."

"This young lady dresses up so beautifully every day, just like a brothel girl, flaunting herself in the street. She has no shame whatsoever."

This is a malicious thought, not true evil.

Ling Yi didn't feel much disgusted by the evil intentions of these people.

Everyone Central City: the positive side is shown to others, and the negative side is kept to oneself.

But only in this way can it be real.

Or rather, at this moment, Ling Yi truly realized that every world he had traversed was a real world.

In Yong'an Pawnshop, Zhao Wenchang was chasing and beating Xiao Jingtian.

"You little brat, that's a precious treasure I bought for twenty taels of silver!"

"What treasure? Don't think I don't know! It's a fake, not even worth half a tael of silver!"

"Dare to talk back? Are you the manager or am I the manager? If I say it's worth it, then it's worth it."

"This is a lie."

"Little thing, isn't everything you eat, drink, live in, and use money?"

"We haven't had any business for months. If we don't earn any more money, we'll go hungry!"

"Yesterday, Squire Zhang clearly took a liking to it. We can easily sell it for several hundred taels by simply reselling it."

"This deal will allow us to eat and drink well for half a year!"

"You actually dropped me! Ouch, that hurts so much! And you dared to run away? Stop right there!"

Zhao Wenchang chased, and Xiao Jingtian ran away, but how could the much older Zhao Wenchang outrun the agile Xiao Jingtian, who was as nimble as a monkey?

A moment later, Zhao Wenchang ran out of strength and angrily threw the broom in his hand, but Jingtian easily dodged it.

Seeing that Zhao Wenchang had stopped chasing him, Xiao Jingtian jumped down from the counter and said to Zhao Wenchang, "My dad said that one should have a conscience in everything one does. It's wrong of you to lie."

Zhao Wenchang retorted angrily, "So what if I swindled Squire Zhang money? How much of his money came from legitimate sources? I'm robbing his rich to help our poor!"

"When have you ever seen me, Zhao Wenchang, deceive the common people? Tell me honestly, how much is that vase you broke worth? I gave that old man a full twenty taels of silver. Do you know why I gave him twenty taels?"

Xiao Heavenly Eye flickered, and he hesitated, unable to give a proper answer.

"His wife is sick, and these twenty taels can save her life, do you understand?"

"I, I... but you can't lie!" Xiao Jingtian tried to argue.

"Since you knew his wife was sick, you could have just given him money directly. Why did you accept his vase?"

"Buying is a transaction; giving it away makes him feel indebted. Forget it, why bother telling you all this?"

Xiao Jingtian lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Just then, Zhao Wenchang suddenly accelerated and grabbed Xiao Jingtian.

"Haha, you brat, let's see how you run now."

Zhao Wenchang laughed triumphantly, then grabbed a duster from the cabinet and swung it at the duster.

"I'll teach you to run, I'll teach you to smash the vase, I'll teach you to call me a liar..."

Ling Yi had been watching from the doorway for a long time and was starting to look at Zhao Wenchang, who had a pointed face and monkey-like features, with newfound respect.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Jingtian's father, Jing Yi, was an extremely righteous person. When he was in charge of Yong'an Pawnshop, he was very generous and had an excellent reputation in Yuzhou City.

If Zhao Wenchang were truly a cunning and treacherous person, he wouldn't have recommended Zhao Wenchang to take over Yong'an Pawnshop to Tang Kun.

Feeling that it was about time, Ling Yi stepped into Yong'an Pawnshop.

When someone arrived, Zhao Wenchang and Xiao Jingtian naturally stopped making a fuss. Zhao Wenchang pushed Jingtian aside and greeted them with a big smile.

"Boss, what do you want? I have... wait, aren't you that kid Ling Yi?"

Zhao Wenchang recognized Ling Yi. After all, the people of Yuzhou City lived relatively well, and there were very few beggars. Ling Yi's predecessor used to beg for food in this area, so everyone in the neighborhood knew Ling Yi.

Zhao Wenchang circled around Ling Yi, clicking his tongue in amazement, "I didn't expect that your outfit would be so convincing, and your appearance is so outstanding."

" Ling Yi, you've struck it rich?"

"It was quite a fortunate coincidence; I'm very grateful for Manager Zhao's past patronage!"

"Was your opportunity obtained through legitimate means?" Zhao Wenchang asked, frowning.

"Don't worry, Manager Zhao. Also, I'd like to buy Yong'an Pawnshop!"

Was their origin righteous? First they destroyed Tang Yi, then the vengeful spirit, the Evil Ghost, and a heretical cultivator...

The source of this information was obviously not legitimate, but Ling Yi didn't need to explain it further to Zhao Wenchang.

As a heretical cultivator at the Golden Core Stage, his wealth was beyond his imagination; his storage bag was piled high with gold and silver alone.

In addition, there are various materials for refining weapons and alchemy, as well as many finished pills, various magical treasures, and Flying Sword...

It's probably more than most small sects can compare to, or this evil cultivator might have wiped out several small sects to accumulate so much wealth.

Zhao Wenchang thought for a moment and said, "You should know that Yong'an Pawnshop belongs to Tang Family Fort. I'm just a steward. Although Old Master Tang Kun doesn't care about this income and has never sent anyone to collect his share, but..."

"I know what you're worried about. I just want to find a place to stay in Yuzhou City. You'll still be the shopkeeper. I don't understand, and I won't interfere. You'll still be in charge of all the arrangements. How about that?"

Are you telling the truth?

"We can draw up a written agreement, in black and white."

"That's not what I meant. I just don't understand. If you want to find a place to stay, wouldn't it be better to just buy a courtyard and start your own business?"

"To be honest, our shop doesn't make much money in a year."

Ling Yi pointed to the tree diagonally opposite the shop.

Zhao Wenchang was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Fine, you're quite kind and loyal, still remembering these things."

Ling Yi was taken aback, swallowed back what he was about to say, and looked at him with a strange expression, wondering what this guy was imagining!

With a casual flick of his wrist, he took out a Jin Yuan and placed it on the counter.

When Zhao Wenchang saw the Jin Yuan, his eyes widened instantly.

"Go and negotiate with the people from Tang Family Fort. As for the rest, prepare a house for me and buy some necessities."

"Alright!" Zhao Wenchang didn't say anything more, grabbed the Jin Yuan, called to Jingtian, and walked out.

They happened to run into He Biping and Maomao, who were returning from buying breakfast.

"Shopkeeper, Jingtian, where are you headed?"

"You're back just in time. Come with me to Tang Family Fort!"

Ling Yi knew that Zhao Wenchang wanted to tell Jingtian and the others some things in private, since there were some things that Zhao Wenchang couldn't say in front of him.

Tang Kun was still very concerned after learning about this.

He left Yong'an Pawnshop to Zhao Wenchang so that he could take care of Jing Yi's descendants.

Yong'an Pawnshop isn't something that can't be sold, but we can't let Jingtian and the others lose their livelihood.

After learning that Ling Yi was the same little beggar who used to beg under the tree diagonally opposite Yong'an Pawnshop, they became even more worried and decided to come and see for themselves.

Ling Yi Ling Yi wasn't surprised by Tang Kun's arrival, but he was quite taken aback when Tang Kun brought Xiaoxue along.

Upon seeing Ling Yi, Tang Kun shared the same thought as Zhao Wenchang: Was this the same beggar from before?

This Changes is too drastic.

Meanwhile, Xiaoxue Xuejian, standing behind Tang Kun, was also curiously observing Ling Yi. Her first impression of Xiaoxue Ling Yi was... he was really good-looking.

Before Tang Kun could speak, Xuejian asked curiously, "Are you really a beggar?"

" Xuejian, you mustn't be impolite," Tang Kun said softly.

"Young Brother Ling Yi, Xuejian is still young, please forgive her."

"Lord Tang, there's no need for that!"

Ling Yi didn't want to waste time on this matter and went straight to the point. " Zhao Wenchang is still the manager, and everything in the shop will continue to be managed by him. Xiao Jingtian and the others' lives will not be affected."

"It seems you have quite a bit of luck, young man!" Tang Kun said tentatively. Although he couldn't sense Ling Yi's cultivation level, he could Perception the faint pressure emanating from Ling Yi.

Tang Kun was no fool to have built such a large business empire.

But precisely because of this, he was even more worried about Ling Yi's so-called opportunity, or rather, his origins.

"Cultivator's inheritance!" Ling Yi uttered four words and then offered no further explanation.

Tang Kun nodded, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes. He lacked the aptitude for cultivation; otherwise, given his connection with Mount Shu, he would have embarked on the path of cultivation long ago.

Now that he has obtained a cultivator's inheritance, it proves that Ling Yi has embarked on the path of cultivation. He doesn't want to offend a powerful future cultivator, even if he was a beggar before.

Tang Kun's attitude became much more polite. After a few more brief words, Tang Kun left with Xuejian, and Yong'an Pawnshop officially came under Ling Yi's name.

Since Tang Kun had agreed, Zhao Wenchang naturally didn't say anything. He led Xiao Jingtian and the others to busy themselves with tidying up the backyard for Ling Yi and buying tables, chairs, benches, beds, bedding, and other things.

That evening, Ling Yi asked Zhao Wenchang to buy some food and drinks, and everyone had a meal together, which served as a team-building dinner between the new boss and his employees.

For a considerable period afterward, Ling Yi's life became monotonous.

During the day, he would devour the evil thoughts of Yuzhou City in his room to improve his cultivation. At night, he would fly out of Yuzhou City on his Sword Control, capturing ghosts and demons whenever he encountered them.

This granted Ling Yi some strange new skills, and his cultivation level and strength increased rapidly.