Chapter 68 (2/2): Cluru’s Expectations

“After all, this is a perfectly legitimate slacking-off opportunity. Haha — besides, you’re the famous fortune-telling little fox spirit! By the way, where’s your Bai Ze?”

“Here.” I pointed to the little sheep hairpin on my head.

Because Bai Ze is a Soul Form Avatar, it can shapeshift and usually takes the form of a hairpin on my head.

“The mighty Bai Ze is your accessory?”

“You’ll have to ask Bai Ze about that.”

“…”

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“Elbow, where do you want to go?” After leaving the dojo, Yazhe cracked his knuckles.

“Fair warning, you have to share half your livestream earnings with me today.”

“You little money-grubber, why do you only care about money at your age?”

“If you don’t share, I won’t go.”

“I’m the Dojo Master personally acting as your tour guide! Isn’t that more valuable than money?”

“Will you share or not?”

“Which is more important, you or money?”

“Without you… no, money.”

“You’re getting a cut!”

Yazhe laughed helplessly, “Fine, fine, you little money-grubber!”

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My obsession with money has reason.

I want to start a company to sell Dan Medicine and Magical Artifacts, and I’m saving up registration fees.

In cultivation, wealth and resources are indispensable alongside technique and companions.

Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation, Tribulation Crossing— all require enormous resources, growing harder with each level.

In the cultivation world, it takes the entire support of a Sect to nourish a single Divine Transformation.

No money, no cultivation.

“Seriously, it’s been half a day already. Why aren’t you posing as a little fairy at the scenic spots? Why do you always go to these busy commercial areas?”

Yazhe was disappointed.

He was ready to visit famous sites and impress the three beautiful girls with his vast knowledge.

But I didn’t want to see the sights.

Instead, I went to busy shopping districts, researching various shops.

“Is this potion for enhancing Immortal Spirit skill power?”

“Yes, ten percent power boost, but only supports one skill use.”

“Ten thousand a bottle??”

I was shocked.

“Immortal Spirit potions are expensive, and even though it only boosts once, in outdoor battles, that ten percent can decide the outcome—and the outcome means life or death.”

My goodness.

Ten percent power, and this bottle used three magic herbs.

Three magic herbs could make five first-grade Exploding Qi Pills, which boost all skill damage by ten percent for half an hour.

Not only is that more effective than skill potions, but the materials cost far less.

I could even melt down one pill into fifty bottles of potion to sell.

Mastering advanced technology is like holding the code to wealth.

This is faster than picking up money on the street.

“Need potions? I can give you some. You rarely come to Chang’an; you should visit more than just shopping malls!” Yazhe couldn’t take it anymore.

This place was too boring.

“Kangcheng’s too small; they don’t have such big potion stores.”

Kangcheng’s potion shops are limited; I couldn’t judge prices well.

A rare visit to a big city means I have to thoroughly research money-making plans.

“I saw most of the potion and artifact shops here have an eagle emblem. What does that mean?”

“That means they belong to the Mu Family.”

“The Mu Family’s shops?”

“In the global Immortal Spirit potion and artifact market, the Mu Family holds about twenty percent share, and in Chang’an city, their share reaches ninety-nine percent.”

“I see, they make their living from potion brewing and artifact crafting?”

“Exactly. That’s the Mu Family’s main source of revenue.”

Things got interesting.

“The reason the Mu Family dominates the market is because they have many senior alchemists,” Yazhe explained, “Their potions are numerous and high quality, so their volume is large, effects good, and prices low.”

Makes sense.

“Well, that’s it for today’s livestream. I’m off.”

“Ah??”

Yazhe was caught off guard.

“I have things to handle before returning to Kangcheng.”

“Alright then…”

“Next time, I’ll hang out with you again.”

Getting Yazhe to promote my new medicines—who could do better than a Dojo Master?

“Go ahead. Wait, you three aren’t all leaving, right?”

“Cluru is coming with me. Sorry, Sister Xinyue, this is personal.”

“Understood. Don’t worry, I haven’t had enough fun yet.” Xinyue winked.

The Class Leader and Yazhe went sightseeing.

They were high-spirited, chatting as if freshly released from prison.

Cluru and I returned to our place.

I looked seriously at Cluru:

“Cluru, use your move…”

“Which one?”

“You know… the one… the Pretty Girl Transformation!”

“…”

Cluru rolled her eyes and transformed into that ultra-domineering big sister form.

I briefly used an illusion to imitate Yunxian’s appearance.

“What are you going to do?”

“Register a company.”

“Huh?”

“Take down the Mu Family!”

Once I said that, Cluru understood.

“Take down the Mu Family! Yay~”

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Meanwhile, at the Chang’an City Business Hall.

Mu Tianzhou, overall head of the Mu Family’s Chang’an branch and general manager of the Magic Pharmaceutical Company, was on a call.

“…Yes, they’re arrogant. I was even set up— those bastards at the Sian Office locked me up all night before releasing me.”

[Did you see Yun Xianzun and Mu Qingyou yourself?]

“No, but I believe the two girls didn’t lie. Yunxian and Mu Qingyou are their parents—that makes more sense.”

[After your message yesterday, we investigated.]

“What were the results?”

[Mu Qingyou did register and buy Yunxian’s body seventeen years ago. Since unauthorized body trading is illegal, the hospital kept no records.

Hospital records show Yunxian’s corpse was cremated long ago.

We even roughed up the former director to find out.]

“If that damned man hadn’t traded bodies behind everyone’s backs, this would be over!”

[It seems Mu Qingyou revived him, but he didn’t betray her trust. He awakened the Qilin Immortal Spirit and became a Legendary Master.]

“What now?”

[We can’t confirm how much they know about the old incident.

But from your footage, the girls mentioned driving out the legitimate heirs— Mu Qingyou must have found out Mu Family was behind the accident.

We killed her parents; she won’t let it go.

And Yunxian, the Qilin Master, married her with two daughters— definitely united.

Looks like this whole family must die.]

“Hire assassins?”

[Already done. Also, surveillance caught Yunxian and Mu Qingyou at a reunion; we’re sending you their photos now.]

(“Loading images”)

“Hello~”

While the images loaded, a voice came from behind Mu Tianzhou.

He shuddered in surprise.

Angry, he spun around: “Who? When did you get here?”

I smiled: “Heard you want to hire killers?”

Mu Tianzhou’s face darkened.

“Who are you? Don’t you know eavesdropping is rude? Are you looking for trouble?”

“Oh, we’re here to register a company. Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Mu Tianzhou. We just want to say…”

“Say what?”

“Please tell the Mu Family— eat whatever you want, and eat fast. You won’t get another chance.”

“You…?!”

Mu Tianzhou was about to explode, but the images finished loading.

He glanced at me, then down at his phone, then back at me.

He swallowed hard.

Luckily, his bodyguards were many, giving him enough confidence not to lose composure.

“Register a company?” Suddenly, his eyes flicked, scheming.

He pretended not to know me, smiling: “Sir, what kind of company do you plan to register?”

“Xianlu Pharmaceuticals and Treasures Company.” I said while writing on a piece of paper and handing it to Mu Tianzhou. “Keep this safe— don’t crush the wrong company. It’d be bad if an innocent company with a similar name got hurt.”

“You dare reveal your name? Who gave you the confidence… to think you can resist the Mu Family’s oppression?”

“Probably the Mu Family gave it.”

“?”

“You’re so weak, I obviously have confidence.”

“…Arrogant enough. If you dare go against the Mu Family, I hope you’re just as arrogant when you go bankrupt.”

“Honestly,” I shrugged, “the Mu Family is nothing in my eyes.”

Saying this, I dropped the note and, linking arms with Cluru, walked away coolly.

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“They need kisses to fall asleep.”

“You’re getting bolder and bolder…”

“It’s true. We always had to do vigorous ‘exercise’ before sleeping…”

“…What kind of exercise?”

Oops. Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked.

“Lots! Magical girls fighting tentacle witches, shrine maidens battling tentacle demons, female knights against tentacle overlords, and…”

“Stop!” I blushed and cut off Cluru’s story. “Your so-called ‘exercise’ is all hot-blooded battle anime, right?”

“Not exactly. There are also pure schoolgirl tentacle hypnosis first experiences, and if only I’d known girls could be tentacled…”

“Stop stop stop stop stop!”

My face was red as an apple.

For someone like Yun Xianzun, who has remained steadfast from Qi Refining all the way to Tribulation Crossing and today, these topics were a bit too stimulating.

Besides, seventeen years on Earth is far longer in the cultivation world.

Bastard! Don’t corrupt my Dao heart!

“Why are you shy?” Cluru asked confused.

“Because it’s natural.”

“But we do it every day.”

“Pfft—”

I almost choked on my laughter.

Cluru looked sad: “We lived through all those amazing stories—don’t you remember any?”

Sorry, none at all.

“Then what have you been doing all these years?” Cluru’s curiosity grew. “In these seventeen years, have you ever dreamed?”

Dream?

I guess I dream every day. After all, everything in the cultivation world is like Zhuangzi’s butterfly dream to my Earth body…

“I have.”

“What kind of dream? Exciting too?”

“Want to hear?”

“Want, really want.”

“Okay, which part?”

“Lewd.”