Immortality Starts From Making Money.
Chapter 97: Departure

Chapter 97: Departure

It had been three days since Elder Luo Zhen created the Mystic Weapon. Also, the news of Elder Bai becoming a Golden Core spread among the elders.

It was believed that without an Earth Grade Cultivation Technique, someone could not become a Golden Core expert.

However, Elder Bai proved them wrong. A cultivator could achieve the Golden Core Realm through other means such as their occupation.

With him diving into the mystery of the universe through runes, the door to the Golden Core Realm was opened to him.

Nevertheless, such a path was as difficult as reaching heaven.

Now, the Dust Valley Sect had three Golden Core experts. Even in other regions, such a force would be the apex predator.

With Elder Bai becoming a Golden Core Realm, the Supreme Elder’s son was filled with urgency as he rushed to the border to hunt a Grade-3 Beast.

Apart from him, some elders were forming teams to hunt Grade-3 Beasts.

Previously, there was no way for them to reach the Golden Core Realm, but now, they won’t miss the chance.

While the Dust Valley Sect elders were rushing to the border to hunt a Grade-3 Beast, Mo Jian was having a meeting with the Bai Clan.

"So you’re saying your clan was attacked in the Southern Region," Mo Jian muttered, taking a sip from his Spirit Tea.

"Yes, Young Master. We hope Young Master Jian can save our clan this time. Also..." Clan Master Bai took a deep breath. "We hope to work with you."

When Mo Jian heard this, he did not have any change in his expression.

For such a shrewd businessman to lower himself to visit him, he knew his clan’s situation must be dire.

"Why should I?" he asked casually.

"My clan had traded in the Southern Region for many years, and we could help the Young Master set up many things," Clan Master responded seriously.

"Is that so? From what you just said, misfortune has just befallen your clan in the Southern Region. How could I trust my valuable products with you..." Mo Jian sneered.

"Apart from that, do you think I don’t know how greedy your clan is?" He clicked his tongue in disdain.

Did they think he was some fool that did not understand what was going on?

They inflated the price of the Common Grade and the Standard Grade in the towns and villages, making twice the profit.

Yet, this greedy bastard dared to come into his presence and demanded they wanted to work for him.

When Clan Master Bai heard Mo Jian’s disdainful words, a bittersweet smile appeared on his face.

Without being greedy, how could you call yourself a businessman?

Even though he did not like how Mo Jian spoke to him, there was nothing he could do.

Right now, they needed a new source of income to boost the declining finances.

"You can leave. I’ll think about it," Mo Jian replied and took a report to read.

"Thank you, Young Master."

With that, Clan Master Bai departed from the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

With his departure, Mo Jian raised his head from the book and thought for a moment.

’I guess the allure of the Spirit Link is greater than I thought...’ he mused.

With the Bai Clan serving as a scapegoat, now he could adjust his plan.

’Since selling the Spirit Link legitimately is fraught with danger. Then...’ he mused, and a light smile appeared on his face.

There are many ways to sell products.

He just had to look for the most secure one.

With his money, he did not believe he couldn’t find the right channel to sell his Spirit Link.

Just as he was thinking, a knock came from the door and the withered old man entered.

"Young Master, we’ve done all the preparations."

"How many are they?" Mo Jian asked.

"Young Master, there are five hundred—four hundred men and one hundred women."

"What of their training? I hope they are not sloppy, or else I’ll hold you responsible."

"Not at all. Every one of them had been evaluated out of thousands of people before they were selected," the withered old man responded quickly.

His back was drenched in cold sweat.

Previously, he wouldn’t have taken this threat seriously, but since the last time’s soul-rending torment—

He knew this young man must not be provoked and he must do everything to stay on his good side.

"Good. How is the other? Have they discovered all the threats on our path? We need to clean them before we depart."

"Three of the bandits’ lairs have been found. It is only a matter of time before they find the other two."

"Alright. Tell me immediately when they find the other bandits’ lairs."

As the Thousand Wealth Chamber was preparing for their departure to the other region—

The Western Region was bustling with activities. Many unknown Core Refining warriors had been challenging other clans to a fight.

Apart from that, the game of football was picking up fame once again.

The Dust Valley Team had challenged the Flame Tiger Team to another match.

With the Dust Valley Team challenging the Flame Tiger Team for the second time, how could the people not be thrilled?

The first football match was so sensational that many young people still talked about it.

Apart from that, many clubs had sprouted like grass, preparing for the Western Football League.

Now, the current Flame Tiger Gang were no more. They had become the prestigious Flame Tiger Team that everyone wanted to join.

Under the reward of their first match, they owned a massive mansion and a lot of stores under their names.

Who cares if they were gangs before—now, they were the reigning champions.

Days wisped by like a cloud and a week went by.

The day of the Thousand Wealth Chamber’s departure was nearer, with a few days left.

Apart from that, the Dust Valley Team and the Flame Tiger Team were going to go head-to-head again by tomorrow.

With the football game just around the corner, Dust Valley City was filled with people.

Those who missed the first match could not wait to see the second match.

Also, those who created a new club wanted their team to watch the match between the Dust Valley Team and the Flame Tiger Team.

Inside the Thousand Wealth Chamber, Mo Jian was busy putting everything in place.

Going to an unknown territory was not to be taken lightly. Someone would not be overprepared.

Creak!

The door was pushed open and Zhao Tian entered.

"How is it?" Mo Jian asked, not waiting for him to speak.

"All preparations are complete," Zhao Tian responded, wiping off the bead of sweat from his forehead.

He had not rested since he woke up. He had been working like an ox. He had lost some fat from the stress.

"How many Peak Core Refining Realms do we have?"

"Three."

He nodded and thought for a moment.

With one Peak Core Refining warrior guarding the chamber and with the Xu Clan as support without depending on the sect—

Nothing would happen to his chamber.

Besides, they were going to set up the interregional transmission relay hub at the first opportunity.

With it, they could communicate with each other easily.

"Have you notified the Xu Clan?"

"Yes. They are ready as long as we are ready."

"Pass my command—we depart tomorrow during the match," Mo Jian said solemnly.

As a businessman, he couldn’t wait to expand the scope of his business since he had long conquered the Western Region.

Even though he could continue to create new products, that would limit his influence.

And without influence points, how could he hope to grow stronger quickly?

Although he was still in the Foundation Realm, it was only a matter of time before he broke through to the Core Refining Realm.

The main reason why he was still at the Foundation Realm was to consolidate his realm for a firm foundation.

Next, he would push for the peak of the Foundation Realm in one go.

The next day, Dust Valley City was bustling with activities.

Everyone was busy talking about the match that would happen in the evening.

Even before the match, around the stadium, a crowd had already gathered, waiting for the gate to be opened.

Inside the Dust Valley Sect, Elder Kang looked at his team with a solemn expression.

"You know what is at stake. We can’t lose for the second time."

"Elder Kang, we won’t lose for the second time," the captain responded confidently.

For the past months, they had been training like their lives depended on it.

They developed many tactics, their dribbling skills had increased, and their shots on target were not like before.

How could they lose to those damn gangsters?

While the Dust Valley Team were brimming with confidence, the Flame Tiger Team were also brimming with confidence.

"We defeated them before—we can do it again," the Flame Tiger Gang leader shouted.

"Anyone who dares play nonsense on the field—I’ll break his leg. Is that understood?"

"Yes!" the players shouted.

Their faces were filled with firm determination, as if they were going to war.

Unlike other clubs, their coach was a gangster, and breaking someone’s leg was as easy as drinking.

Thus, they did not take his threat as a joke.

While the two teams were going to the stadium, a long caravan departed Dust Valley City silently.

Seated inside the carriage, a look of anticipation appeared on Mo Jian. He only left a message for his parents.

This was his path—he couldn’t always be under their wing for protection.

"Southern Region, here I come."