Chapter 716

Master Tushan Xiancheng

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept over it.

Over thirty Jin Dan, over seven hundred thousand Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation cultivators!

Master Tushan Xiancheng has expanded again and again, extending beyond its eighth ring; the third-rank superior spiritual vein can no longer sustain demand, requiring over twenty million inferior spiritual stones to be invested annually into the vein just to maintain cultivation for this many cultivators, and even then, soul-returning pills must supplement it, otherwise it's insufficient.

The commerce and industry of Master Tushan Xiancheng have never been more prosperous!

Cultivators from various factions constantly compare each other's faqi, treasures, talismans, and pills, haggle over prices, reach agreements, then summon a green-robed serving girl to witness the commercial contract and pay a tax of three to five percent.

This is mandatory; without this contract, a fully loaded empty airship cannot depart from Master Tushan Xiancheng.

Don't think of evading taxes, or colluding to sign secret contracts.

A little less is fine.

Yu Bai lifted her head, fidgeting uneasily, whispering: "Will you spend the night with me? Can it wait until I reach Jin Dan? Otherwise my cultivation speed will drop…"

When he saw the line of numbers, Jiang Ding's eyes sparkled with stars.

Jiang Ding judged.

Jiang Ding fell into memory.

This is not metaphor.

——Though he was not a specialist in spirit plants and had not studied deeply, years of wide reading and applying basic agricultural knowledge from the immortal sects had been more than enough to upgrade the Luoxu Sect's legacy, without violating the Great Ordinance.

"Yu Bai… you're called Yu Bai, right?"

Bai Bai Hualing of the Three-Tailed Fox Clan, and Kong Kong Yuling of the Five-Color Kong Que Clan.

Jiang Ding wrote his annotation.

The effect was quite good.

He thought for a moment,

then took out the Luoxu Sect's spirit herb cultivation technique from memory, upgraded it one tier using his own knowledge, named it "Master Tushan Spirit Farmer's First Volume," copied a copy, and deposited it into Master Tushan Xiancheng's Scripture Library.

"Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun and the Master Tushan Serving Girl Corps must not have failed."

She was small in stature, beautiful and adorable, with jet-black hair falling to her waist, seemingly easily shy, lowering her head too timid to look at anyone.

"Jiuyuan Spirit Ginseng did well—give him a red packet of 666,666 inferior spiritual stones."

For her, dual cultivation not only does not hinder her cultivation, but actually accelerates it, stabilizes her foundation, and the higher the cultivator's realm, the greater the boost.

While safeguarding trade routes, they also handle tax inspection; if they find underpayment, the fine will devastate any merchant, wiping out years of earnings entirely.

He was not a cultivator who loved only spiritual stones and cared nothing for others' fates.

Especially Bai Bai Hualing of the Three-Tailed Fox Clan.

A green-robed serving girl with rabbit ears, whose face was vaguely familiar, emerged from concealment, knelt in greeting, took the storage pouch, and vanished.

Now, the highest-ranked serving girl in all Master Tushan Xiancheng is Foundation Establishment Mid.

"Um…"

"…"

The Master Tushan Sword Cultivators, though consistently cold and ruthless and fond of bloodshed, always followed their own rules and rarely broke them, which is why she dared speak this way.

Yu Bai patted her chest, exhaled in relief, as if granted amnesty, and vanished quickly.

A line of text appeared before his eyes.

"Sixty-two million inferior spiritual stones from agricultural taxes and Master Tushan Xiancheng's own spirit fields, mines, and spirit lakes; the rest is all commercial tax."

Jiang Ding froze.

"Yes!"

"You can let Bai Bai Hualing and Kong Kong Yuling serve you first!"

"Oh!"

Searching for enemies on the battlefield, fleeing when the situation turns dire, lying low when the situation is unclear—Master Tushan serving girls have far higher success rates in these tasks, so the internal training institution of the Master Tushan Serving Girl Corps codified these practices into tradition.

Jiang Ding refused to show weakness, shaking his head.

"Two hundred thirty million inferior spiritual stones!"

This ghostly, elusive behavior was entirely inspired by Jiang Ding, euphemistically called "constant practice of concealment techniques."

What a mess.

Even standing there quietly with Foundation Establishment Mid cultivation, she seemed bathed in moonlight, her jade-like face glowing with a soft luster.

Yet Bai Bai Hualing and Kong Kong Yuling showed no anger; their eyes sparkled as they gazed at the green-robed boy before them—their Lord.

"Stay calm! The great Jiang Canghai Tianjun cannot act like someone who's never seen the world!"

As the three highest-ranked and most meritorious girls in Master Tushan Xiancheng, they earned the right to serve as duty serving girls.

"Stay calm!"

He understood why the three demon serving girls were here.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Her Moonlight Rabbit bloodline cultivation requires virginity—that is the instinct bestowed by her bloodline.

Yu Bai appeared soft and fragile, but was in fact sly; when danger struck, she immediately betrayed her good friend.

"Annually!"

Of course, only after confirming the safety of the Master Tushan serving girls was the financial report most important.

The demon Rabbit serving girl corresponds to the human Gen De Di Pin Moonlight bloodline.

Jiang Ding searched his storage jade pendant for a moment, pulled out this year's financial report—this was the most important.

"You, wait."

Jiang Ding suddenly spoke—he seemed to have remembered the name of the rabbit-eared green-robed serving girl before him.

Those with higher cultivation have already gone to the Northern Plains to join the war; there is a severe shortage of personnel there, especially of young-skirted maidservants who were trained from childhood and are worthy of trust.

The light around him brightened by more than ten degrees; golden sword-shaped stars emerged from his eyes, drifting in all directions, floating out through the roof, and drawing the curious gazes of the on-duty young-skirted maidservants.

"Someone come! Give this to the Nine Yuan Spirit Ginseng as a reward for his administrative achievements this year."

"You misunderstood... never mind, we'll discuss it later. Go attend to your duties."

Seeing that the person before him remained silent, Yu Bai felt a bit uneasy; his little brain spun rapidly. Suddenly, he walked to a corner of the palace, pulled out a young maiden draped in multicolored feathers, then ran to another spot and dragged out a beautiful young maiden with three fiery, fluffy tails behind her.

Jiang Ding handed over a storage bag containing a red envelope and the "Master Tushan Spirit Farmer's Initial Manual."

She did not find it strange; this was simply the maidservant's duty.

If there were more, there were Master Tushan Maidservant Corps outposts along the entire route.

"Regarding the medicinal herbs, three million seven hundred thousand were turned over, a several-fold increase, and the trend is still rising; they are the pillar force of the Master Tushan Xiancheng alchemy industry..."

If this were a major tax evasion case, how many heads would roll?

She pleaded with some guilt.

The rabbit-eared maidservant froze, turned around, her ears turning slightly red, and said in a dazed, cute manner, "Young Master?"

In the Cultivation World, there is no such thing as a market economy; if the sword handle is not hard, if you fail on the battlefield, any once-in-a-millennium commercial genius is wasted, merely treated like a pig to be slaughtered.

It seemed thirty-nine years had passed since the last time he saw a demon-beast maidservant; the young girl who was at the early stage of Qi Condensation back then is now a cultivator at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

Jiang Ding waved his hand, sweeping away all the surrounding golden stars, and continued reading.

"Oh..."

Bai Hua Ling and Kong Kong Yuling drew out their tones, looking extremely regretful.

(End of this chapter)