Feeling the strength in his body, Mo Tiankong was overjoyed. This meant that he was no longer a rookie. With a light leap, he jumped onto the three meter high wall, feeling very cool.
Then he started to think about the rules of the System. Seventy Spirit Stones to reach Level Seven, which meant that he only needed ten Spirit Stones to reach Level One. If this continued, he would be the strongest in the continent after a few years of hard work. Mo Tiankong's ego instantly swelled, and his heart started to sway.
"Foolish host, there is no free lunch in the world. Please wake up, ten Spirit Stones to reach Level One is only for Martial Artist. The amount of Spirit Stones required will increase in the future. Martial Master Level One is a hundred Spirit Stones." The System's attack came at the right time, mercilessly pouring a bucket of ice rain on him.
Mo Tiankong's face immediately darkened. The System was becoming more and more despicable. Whenever it found an opportunity, it would mercilessly attack him. Come to think of it, the continent's famous Martial God Wu Sheng had not cultivated for a short period of time. Those with outstanding talent cultivated for a few decades, and those with poor talent cultivated for a few hundred years before reaching that level. Moreover, those with poor talent were already humble. There were many intermediate and advanced martial artists on the continent, but those who could reach the Martial God level of Wu Sheng were few and far between. Poor talent referred to those with the strongest talent on the continent, and they also had to ensure that they would not fall in the process. The higher one's talent was, the rarer it was.
Especially when he heard that the Martial Master Level required a hundred Spirit Stones to reach Level One, Mo Tiankong was hopping mad. Are you f * cking kidding me? How good would I have to sell the Wangzai three-piece set? And this was only for Martial Master Level. He had a feeling that when he reached Wuzong, it would be upgraded again, one level at a time. Just thinking about it made Mo Tiankong despair.
"Don't despair, Host. The Tianxuan Continent is vast and boundless, and has a large population. With the help of the System, as long as the Host works hard, you can still reach the pinnacle quickly." The System might have felt that it was a little harsh just now, so it comforted him.
Mo Tiankong's expression turned slightly better. At least he was much luckier than others. Others did not have the System, and had to face bottlenecks, talents, and resources. Mo Tiankong, on the other hand, only needed to complete a transaction to be able to increase his cultivation. He was already at the level of a cheat. The System was right. As long as he could expand his business to the entire continent, the speed of his cultivation would skyrocket.
Mo Tiankong felt that the System was much more pleasing to the eye. Of course, this only lasted for a second, because in the next second, the System's despicable voice sounded again.
"Ding! Due to the fact that the Super General Store has gained some fame in Sentry Town, and the store's business is on the right track, now issuing a main mission: complete the store's upgrade within a month. Time limit: one month. If successful, you will be rewarded with a random draw. If you fail, the Host's cultivation level will drop by five levels."
"System, what do you mean by gaining some fame in Sentry Town? I've only made 21 transactions." Mo Tiankong knew that the customers of his pawnshop had either seen Zhang Tiannan, Fatty Tang, and the others at the scene, or had spread the news in a small circle. However, there were no advertisements or anything like that here. It was all about word-of-mouth, and word-of-mouth spread very slowly.
Moreover, it was limited to one purchase per week, so it felt like the difficulty factor was very high. However, the random draw reward was still quite tempting. If he were to draw a Martial God-level powerhouse, then he would be able to do whatever he wanted on the continent. If he were to draw a Divine Artifact, then he would be able to fly. If he didn't like people, he could throw the Divine Artifact at them. As for the punishment for failure, Mo Tiankong said that although it was serious, he could afford it. It was only 50 Spirit Stones. Of course, this was only for the Martial Warrior level. If it were a few levels higher, Mo Tiankong would probably smash his head into a wall and take a gamble.
Although the main mission was difficult, there was still hope to complete it. Mo Tiankong was still confident. He jumped off the courtyard wall, went upstairs, and prepared to sleep. Yes, a Martial Warrior had never cultivated, but he still maintained the habits of Earth, which was to sleep. He could compete with Fatty Tang.
The next morning, Mo Tiankong woke up early, which was rare. He was going to use some of the ingredients he bought yesterday to make a bowl of seafood noodles. Demonic beasts were divided into graded and ungraded ones. Graded demonic beasts were generally larger in size, just like the ninth-rank lobster that Zhang Tiannan hunted last time. It was three meters long. Demonic beasts that embarked on the path of cultivation would take the initiative to breathe vitality to cultivate. Their bodies would become stronger, and their bodies would increase a lot. Martial Warriors mostly ate the flesh of graded demonic beasts, which could recover some of the vitality they had lost.
On the other hand, ungraded demonic beasts were usually eaten by ordinary people. Although they also contained some vitality, it was very little and not enough for cultivation. However, there were still many ordinary people on the continent, so there were also low-level martial warriors who went out to capture these ingredients. Although the value was low, the demand was high. The pills in the elixir shop were not as expensive as those in the grocery store, so they could also make some money from the pills to make up for their daily consumption.
There were not many ordinary people in Sentry Town, so these ordinary demonic beasts were relatively rare. Yesterday, on the way back to the shop, he saw someone selling them in an alley. Big Boss Mo did not bargain and directly threw a gold coin to take them all home.
He took out a one-pound lobster from the freezer, which was similar to the Boston lobster. Then he took out a bowl of abalone, a half-pound octopus, and began to prepare breakfast. After washing the lobster, he inserted chopsticks into its body through its urinary opening, near its head. Then he pulled out the chopsticks to let the lobster urinate. After that, he brushed the whole body a few times, cut it into two parts, removed some of the unusable parts of the head, and threw it directly into the pot. After washing the abalone, he used a knife to open the shell of the abalone, removed the abalone meat from the shell, and removed the unnecessary internal organs. After washing it, he threw it into the pot.
First, he used a pair of scissors to cut open the octopus. Then he took out a container, filled it with more water, and put the octopus in it. In the water, he pulled out its head and internal organs, and pulled out the gray bones. After that, he dug out the octopus's eyes in the water, drained the ink, washed them clean, and threw them into the pot. After that, he took out the handmade powder that he had packed from the restaurant yesterday and cooked it for a few minutes. This God-level kitchen utensil was really useful. He took out a soup bowl. The small bowl could not hold it, so he started eating directly. The taste was fresh and the meat was tender. He patted his stomach and walked out of the yard, ready to open for business.
Looking at the time, it was still nine o 'clock. No one had come yet, so he moved a small stool and sat at the door. The sun in the other world was still warm, especially since it was only nine o' clock in the morning. Mo Tiankong was sleepy from waiting. One had to know that last night, he had settled accounts and practiced martial arts. Well, he was just blindly snoring and fell asleep around two o 'clock. Now that he woke up, he fell asleep while basking in the sun.
At around ten o 'clock, someone came. Hearing the noise, Mo Tiankong got up and stretched. He looked at the crowd in front of him. There were about seven or eight people standing at the door and did not enter. They probably saw that Mo Tiankong was still at the door, so they greeted him, moved the small stool, and led him in.
Previously, he had seen Zhang Tiannan in the crowd. Then he remembered that he had teased him last time. Because there was a limit, he did not buy it. Today, he came over.
Turning around and walking to the side of the shelves, Zhang Tiannan came up to him.
"Store Manager Mo, my father wants to buy in bulk at one time. Can you make it cheaper?" Although he knew that the store had a rule of not bargaining, he still tried to ask.
Zhang Tiannan's father was more far-sighted. During this period, the higher-ups in the family had been discussing. In the end, they decided to buy a batch of snacks first, and then choose some of the younger martial artists in the family who were more talented in martial arts to cultivate.
Although the Zhang family was a big family, they had spent a lot of money in various aspects. No matter how rich they were, they could not popularize the snacks. They could only choose a group of talented martial artists to cultivate first. With the help of Wangzai milk's talent, this group of people would break through their cultivation very quickly in an extremely short period of time. Moreover, their talents were not bad. This would increase the strength of the Zhang family, and it would have a great impact on the future. Their talent would increase faster, and it would be easier for them to break through bottlenecks. Their achievements would be limitless.
In a few decades, the Zhang family would rise to prominence. What they had to do now was to take advantage of the fact that the other families had not reacted to the situation and cultivate them first. When the effects of the snacks were widely spread, everyone would be on the same starting line again. This was especially so for the fact that the snacks could greatly increase the strength of a martial artist. As long as they were willing to spend money, a group of Wuzong level martial artists would quickly appear in the family. This would be a great improvement to the family. Therefore, Zhang Tiannan's father's suggestion was unanimously approved by the higher-ups. It would be implemented soon. Sending Zhang Tiannan over to bargain was just to try to fight for more.
Hearing that they were going to buy in bulk, if the deal was made, the experience of the store would increase by a lot. It might even be able to complete the mission. For Mo Tiankong who still had the main mission, this was very important. He hurriedly asked the System.
"The rules of the store are that all items cannot be bargained. Also, host, do you want the System to change the second rule, which states that no one is allowed to provoke the owner of the store. Violators will be punished according to the severity of the offense. The punishment will be divided into three levels: suppression, crippling, or death. Will this rule be changed as well?" The System did not buy it. The rules of the store could not be changed.
"No, no." Mo Tiankong smiled brightly. He felt a little guilty. If this rule was not changed, how would he be able to act cool? He would be struck by lightning.
He also felt a little helpless. Although he wanted to trick the System into giving him a 10% discount, he decided against it. His life was more important. Money could be earned slowly. Moreover, if it was the original price, the Zhang family might not necessarily not buy it.
He did not reply and pointed to the blackboard on the wall. His meaning was obvious.
"Also, if you want to buy, each person can only buy a limited amount per week. If your family wants to buy in bulk, you need to have this many people." He continued.
Zhang Tiannan was still hoping to get lucky. When he saw Shopkeeper Mo pointing to the blackboard, he naturally understood. However, even if it was the original price, his family would still buy it.
"Shopkeeper Mo, give me a small Wangzai steamed bun and Wangzai QQ candy." Zhang Tiannan continued. Today, when he came to run errands, his father had sponsored him with 20 spirit stones. He definitely had to buy this week's quota. Otherwise, his cultivation would return to its original state. After experiencing the rapid increase in cultivation, he really did not want to cultivate slowly. The Martial Master level pills on the market were not as fast as Wangzai. After consuming them, there were still many medicinal toxins left in his body that were difficult to expel.
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