Chapter 756: Chapter 425 What are you up to?_1 Chapter 756: Chapter 425 What are you up to?_1 As the days passed, Taoist Priest Qingyun and his two disciples gradually accustod themselves to life here.
Unlike other places, there were a variety of entertainnt facilities here, all kinds of interesting things were available, much more amusing than the austere cultivation in their Sect.
And there were quite a few like-minded people here.
Taoist Priest Qingyun enjoyed a good drink, but in his own Sect, there weren’t many Cultivators who liked alcohol, and they were usually reticent, always looking for so purpose in everything they did. Even when drinking, they tried to seek culture in the booze, to extract so deep aning, as if they couldn’t freely enjoy their drink without it.
Can’t you just say you like drinking?
Is it so hard to admit your own preferences?
If you can’t even face your true self, then what’s the point in cultivating to beco an Immortal?
However, the students here were different; each one was a talent, eloquent in speech and knowledgeable about wine, making Qingyun very happy to exchange ideas here.
In the beginning, the one plagued by bad luck didn’t like these three foreign NPCs.
She had worked hard to manage her school, and these NPCs could just barge in without her permission.
This wasn’t just stepping over the threshold, it was like stepping on her face!
To get rid of them quickly, she imdiately began to adjust her pricing strategy.
She created two pricing systems, one for her own students and one for these foreign NPCs.
Her students got free lodging and discounts on various facilities. Even for those who were there to spend money, she provided enough subsidies to only charge them cost price.
But for the trio of outsiders, her pricing strategy steered towards that of a rip-off joint.
The store’s prices were outrageously high, and there were countless fees for all sorts of things. She even wanted to charge them for breathing air until they rolled out on their own.
But to her surprise, these three NPCs didn’t want to leave once they arrived.
They lived a life of dissipation every day, spending money like water, which resulted in her disposable inco increasing by twenty percent each day.
Witnessing her soaring inco, she began to ponder, hesitate, and waver, until she resolutely threw her principles in the trash bin.
Wealth God, this way, please!
To et the needs of the three Cultivators, she started adding all sorts of fine wines, exquisite foods, and drama performances, so they could continue spending money here, contributing to her cash flow.
And these three did not let her down, buying anything that was available here.
As long as the quality of the goods was fine, they were not stingy with their Spiritual Energy in the least.
After all, Fang Cheng had been lazy when creating the ga.
All the recipes and brewing thods used were from “God of Cookery”‘s items.
The gourt foods included dragon liver and phoenix claws, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Vitality Soup.
The fine wines had Immortal Drunken, Thousand-Year Brew, Elixir of Life.
Not to ntion the drama plays here, there were plenty from Earth’s library, Changfeng could shoot them endlessly and still not run out.
These items, which were rare delights in the outside world, could be served here just for so Spiritual Energy.
So, it didn’t matter to Qingyun and his two disciples that prices were threefold higher for students; even thirtyfold would have felt worth the Spiritual Energy they spent.
But even the largest reserves of Spiritual Energy could run out soday.
One day, as the unlucky one was figuring out how to pamper her three Wealth Gods, she was shocked to find that only one person was left in her school.
She imdiately pulled up the ga log and discovered to her dismay that Changfeng and Mingguang had left her school because they’d run out of money.
Looking at this reason, and then seeing her cash flow significantly reduced, she felt anxious.
For the sake of entertaining these three, she had built up her school around them, leading to a sowhat distorted business model.
If there wasn’t enough financial backing soon, bankruptcy was inevitable.
For the survival of her school, she took imdiate action and decisively joined in, finding Qingyun, who was drinking.
Compared to his two disciples, Taoist Priest Qingyun had more substantial financial resources but also indulged in finer wines, and it was only a matter of ti before he would leave as well.
Seeing the unlucky one approach, Qingyun generously offered her a glass of wine and then said to her, “Principal, you’ve co at just the right ti. I was about to tell you that I’m planning to go back.”
“You still have money, don’t you?” the unlucky one couldn’t help but ask.
“I do have Spiritual Energy, but I can’t just squander it. I need to go back and continue my cultivation,” he replied.
She imdiately felt a pain in the eggs, though she didn’t understand why an organ she didn’t have would hurt.
Her facilities were all set, just waiting to make a fortune off these people.
Who could have imagined, once everything was in place, they weren’t interested in playing anymore.
In her desperation, an idea flashed in her mind, and she quickly asked, “Taoist Priest Qingyun, are there many Immortals where you are?”
“Why do you ask?” Qingyun said, his voice laced with caution.
Although the Elder Xiayun had said this was a Land of Dao Certification for a Heavenly Lord, this place was still essentially a prison for Demons, and one could never be too careful.
He had enjoyed his days here, but he never completely let his guard down, and remained wary around the unlucky one.
She could sense his guard up, but for the sake of the school she had worked hard to build, she was all in!
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