You want to do business in secret? Doing business was something that faced the masses. In this world of cultivators, it was very easy for one to be exposed as the person behind the scenes. No rogue cultivator could bear the consequences of being discovered. Thus, this source of wealth was basically cut off.
Being an official sorcerer's follower was a source of wealth, but it was basically monopolized by sects. Ordinary itinerant cultivators had no way of getting in. For example, if the Heavenly Jade Clan behind Feng Lingbo exerted some pressure, would Feng Lingbo recruit itinerant cultivators?
Being an official sorcerer's follower was also a source of wealth, but which big family wasn't under the influence of the government? If the government didn't agree, which big family dared to go against it? It was more likely that they would be exterminated.
So in the secular world, itinerant cultivators basically had no source of wealth.
It was allowed to do business in the cultivation world, but there were rules and restrictions. It was to ensure the fairness of transactions, to protect the interests of the buyer!
What kind of protection? Unrestricted merchants were not allowed to open shops.
What was unrestricted merchants? It meant that the merchants who opened shops had to have the ability to be restricted. They couldn't sell fake goods and scam customers, then run away. Who would the buyer go to for justice? So they could only open shops in the name of a sect. Once something happened, the monk could run, but the temple couldn't. If they ran, the sect behind them would have to take responsibility for their actions. Who asked the sect to raise such a deceptive disciple? If the sect didn't take responsibility, who would?
This was a reasonable argument, and no one could say it was unreasonable. So, the right of itinerant cultivators to open shops was taken away.
Of course, no matter how powerful the Cultivation World Alliance was, it couldn't control you hiding in some corner and secretly trading.
But it didn't matter. If anything happened in private trading, the buyer and the seller would take responsibility.
But how many customers could there be in private trading in other places? Most people hoped to come to a place like Starpicking City to have a wider customer base.
There were many private trading in Starpicking City, but if people were buying the same thing at the same price, why wouldn't they go to a shop with higher security? So, you could only sell it at a lower price for people to buy it.
But it was still the same thing. If there was no protection in private trading, then there would be a dangerous situation. Once the buyer and seller felt confident, there was a high chance they would turn against each other. If I felt I could kill you, why would I pay you? If I knew that you had so much money on you, I would be able to get rid of you. Why would I return the items to you? After robbing you of your money, I would be able to continue selling the items to the next person.
It was easy for people to go to extremes when they were poor, especially for itinerant cultivators.
This was a vicious cycle. The rogue cultivators' reputation was getting worse and worse, and the Misty Pavilion's rules were becoming more and more reasonable.
There was another kind of situation where people of the same trade were enemies. You loose cultivators were selling the same things as my sect, but you were selling them at a lower price? How am I supposed to do business? In any case, your transactions are not protected, so it's normal for someone from the sect to disguise their identity and come to deal with you.
With all kinds of restrictions, loose cultivators would either have to risk their lives to do illegal things, or they would have to face death if they were discovered. Otherwise, they could only go to some dangerous places where mortals couldn't gather spirit herbs. For example, they could try their luck on the islands overseas. In places that mortals could visit, the possibility of them picking up leftovers was not high.
As a result, it became a vicious cycle. If a cultivator wasted a lot of energy on this kind of thing, how could they have the energy to cultivate? Naturally, their cultivation speed would be a bit slower compared to the disciples of the sect.
With all these reasons, which rogue cultivator didn't want to become a disciple of a sect?
However, it wasn't that easy to start a sect. There were a bunch of entry requirements. Just the thirty missions to prove one's strength was enough to eliminate most of the people. Finding other sects to recommend and guarantee them would eliminate a large number of people. In the end, there were only a few who had the qualifications to start a sect.
Even Niu Youdao couldn't help but sigh at this rule. He felt that the Misty Pavilion was a bit immoral. A group of rogue cultivators were already living a hard life, and yet they created thirty missions to make a group of rogue cultivators risk their lives to help them eliminate those on the "Evil Path" list. He guessed that there would be a lot of people who were killed for nothing.
This was really hard work. There were people who did the hard work, and they didn't even have to pay for it. There were people who actively helped clean up the environment.
And those who entered a sect enjoyed the environment created by the rogue cultivators to a certain extent. They had the leisure to make money and earn cultivation resources.
Regarding this, Niu Youdao couldn't say he sympathized.
He was very clear that the things that everyone needed would inevitably become scarce, and it would inevitably lead to a situation where there were too many monks and not enough meat. No one could change this situation. There would always be people who wanted more resources. This kind of thing couldn't let people develop their style. Even if there were, it would be in the minority, and it wouldn't change the overall environment.
And Black Peony had come to him so respectfully and humbly just to get that entry ticket.
Therefore, Niu Youdao smiled and said, "What makes you think that I can help you?"
Black Peony wanted to say, "You look so young, you have followers, and you live in such an expensive place. It would be strange if you didn't have any power and background. Even a fool could see that." Of course, she wouldn't say it out loud. "Daoye has an extraordinary aura. One look and I can tell that he is someone who can help me."
Niu Youdao couldn't help but laugh. "There are many guests staying here. Why do you have your eyes on me?"
Young people don't have much experience and are easy to convince. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't even give him a chance to talk. Aren't we sitting together now?
This thought flashed through Black Peony's mind. Suddenly, even she was confused. Does this person look like he doesn't have enough experience? The look in his eyes was very deep.
"Intuition, feeling. Sometimes, women believe in their own feelings." Black Peony gave this explanation.
Niu Youdao's mouth twisted into a smile again. He looked at Yuan Fang, who had a sullen look on his face. "Old Bear, are you unhappy?"
Black Peony was speechless. Why did he change the topic again?
Yuan Fang wanted to say something but hesitated. He looked at Black Peony and didn't say anything in the end. He shook his head.
Niu Youdao lifted his chin at Yuan Fang. "Black Peony, look. My companion is clearly unhappy about your matter."
Yuan Fang was stunned. He glanced at Black Peony and muttered in his heart, "This has nothing to do with me."
It was naturally difficult to ask for help, and Black Peony knew this. She forced a smile and said, "Daoye, we won't ask you to help us for nothing. If you need anything in the future, just give us a command. We won't hesitate to go through water or tread on fire."
Niu Youdao said, "Nice words, but they're useless. I don't think any sect would take this risk for someone they don't understand, right? One hundred thousand gold coins isn't a small sum no matter where you put it. You should gather the money first. Since you're so polite … "He pouted at the servant on the table." I can help you find a sect to recommend. "
Black Peony thought, 'If I can gather so much money, why would I need to look for you?' She smiled bitterly and said, "Daoye, it's really not easy to be a rogue cultivator. One hundred thousand gold coins is too much for us. We really can't take it out. How about this? As long as the matter is done and we have the corresponding earning conditions, we'll definitely make up for this sum. Just treat it as a reward. There's no need to return it! "
Niu Youdao shook his head slightly. "Even if your application is successful, with your cultivation, is it possible for a newly established small sect to earn one hundred thousand gold coins in three years? If you collapse within three years, you won't be able to return it. Wouldn't the guarantor be admitting his bad luck? If it's possible, tell me, what method do you have to earn it? Open a shop? What kind of business could be so profitable? Become a magus's follower? Let's not talk about whether you can win against other sects. With your cultivation, can you find an employer who will pay you a high salary? "
Black Peony bit her lip and thought of a reason.
Niu Youdao said again, "Hesitation means you have no way. You better not find excuses to fool me!"
Black Peony gritted her teeth. "Indeed, even if the matter is done, we can't guarantee that we can earn one hundred thousand gold coins in three years. How about this, Daoye, you name your conditions. We'll see if we can do it. "
"I name my conditions?" Niu Youdao looked at her and revealed a questioning expression, as if saying, 'Are you sure?'
Black Peony nodded. "Daoye, why don't you tell me. Dirty and tiring work is fine."
Niu Youdao's lips curled up. "There's one thing you can do." He waved at Black Peony.
Black Peony immediately leaned over with anticipation. She thought he wanted to whisper and offered her ears.
Unexpectedly, Niu Youdao reached out and caressed her face.
Black Peony jumped in fright and quickly shrunk back. She looked at him in bewilderment, as if she had guessed what request he was going to make.
As expected, Niu Youdao looked her up and down and said, "You're not bad. How about this? I'll stay here for half a year, and you sleep with me for half a year. I'll help you solve your problem."
The Black Peony suddenly stood up with a furious expression, but she forcefully endured it in the end and forced a smile on her face as she said, "Taoist Grandpa, I'm but a withered flower. How could trash like me enter your discerning eyes? I'm afraid I'll dirty you. How about this? Tell me what kind of girl you like, and I'll help you find one. "
Niu Youdao said calmly, "Do you think I'll lack women? It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman with dark skin. I've never slept with one before, and I want to try something new. You'll do! "
Yuan Fang's expression twitched. He had completely recovered from the influence of the Abnormal Beast Record. He looked at Niu Youdao with a strange expression.
Black Peony laughed dryly and said, "What's so good about being black? Women are only beautiful when they're white. Daoye, stop joking."
Niu Youdao was unmoved. "I only have this condition. Do you agree to it or not? If you don't agree, then please leave! "
Black Peony's expression darkened. She suddenly extended her hand and said, "I paid half a year's worth of rent. Give me the receipt!"
"You paid it on your own accord. I didn't force you," Niu Youdao cast a sidelong glance at him and said slowly, "Old Bear, is this money hers or ours?"
'Damn, I got one thousand eight hundred!' Yuan Fang's spirits rose. He found the sense of accomplishment from robbing South Mountain Temple again. He slapped the table and stood up. He said cheerfully, "The money in our pockets is naturally ours. How could it be someone else's? If anyone dares to rob us, they'll have to ask the Moon Inviting Inn first if they agree!"
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