Chapter 151: Is Your Price Too High?

"Vajra Talisman?"

Jiang Cheng remembered: last night Ye Ying had said that the Vajra Talisman on her body was shattered by a single shot from that Heavy Sniper Rifle.

"It's a Second-tier Talisman Script, with the same properties as the Iron Wall Talisman—also for defense—but its effect is stronger; it can block the attack of a Heavy Sniper Rifle, or a full‑power strike from a Fifth-level Force Warrior, though of course only once."

Bing Li took another sip of coffee,

"You're only Level One right now, without unlocked permissions. Even if your Gunmanship is excellent, going into the wilderness with an Iron Wall Talisman is fine as long as you don't meet those people; once you do, it's a grim prospect."

"Then the price of the Vajra Talisman must be steep, right?"

Jiang Cheng had a premonition.

Heh heh heh, it's not cheap—one piece costs 100,000 yuan. After all, it's for saving lives; a higher price is worth it.

Bing Li smiled, seeing Jiang Cheng's pained expression, and said, "Don't worry, once you reach Seven-level, even if a Heavy Sniper Rifle hits your eyes or nose, at most you'll suffer a minor injury; if it hits your body, there'll be no problem,"

"Only a Machine Cannon with a larger caliber could threaten you, but that thing is huge, hard to carry, and easy to detect when hidden; once you spot it, evading it isn't difficult. The later Artillery is the same—its power is great, but with few pieces it's hard to land a hit; perhaps Laser Guns are also hard to dodge, but those are contraband, possessed only by the Jiao Tribe."

"Seven-level..."

Jiang Cheng let out a light sigh.

Even if he has a Panel, he feels it will take a considerable amount of time to achieve.

For others, could they achieve it without a few years, maybe ten or twenty years?

"Take it slow."

Bing Li chuckled.

You should know he's the person in charge inside the Hall; the resources he gets far exceed those of others. After fifteen years, he's only at Seven-level.

"So, given your current strength, you should stay honestly inside headquarters, stop hunting Exotic Beasts. Exotic Beasts are dangerous, but people are even more dangerous."

"Hmm."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng decisively abandoned the idea of going outdoors.

Not to mention he's only Level One now; even at Level Three it would feel inappropriate.

After all, a Vajra Talisman sells for 100,000 yuan; buying just one has limited effect.

If Ye Ying were present, or if he himself became a Spiritual Thought Master capable of blocking bullets flying toward him, then going out would be more acceptable.

It's only the wilderness.

Inside the mountains, better wait until you're stronger before entering.

"Brother Bing Li, you said earlier you'd introduce me to a few ways to make money. That's only one, right? What about the others?"

"That's not one, it's two."

Bing Li glanced at Jiang Cheng.

"Alright, two. Then what's the third?"

"The third one relates to your Gunmanship."

"My Gunmanship?"

"Right, in short, it's selling lessons."

Bing Li smiled proudly: "For example, the technique you're currently cultivating is Broken Jade Fist, right?"

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng already understood his meaning.

"I happen to have also practiced Broken Jade Fist for a while; you can ask me for instruction, but you must pay a fee. If the fee satisfies me, I'll teach you."

"Similarly, your Gunmanship is impressive, so you can teach those lower- to mid‑level Force Warriors; after all, for mid‑ and low‑level Force Warriors, using a firearm in battle is still very convenient. This way of earning money isn't slow, it's quite safe. The Hall also encourages this behavior, but there's one point I need to remind you of."

"What?"

"You must not pass on Secret Martial Arts purchased from the Hall to others. If the Hall discovers it, the first offense incurs a fine; a second offense becomes more than just a fine."

Bing Li's expression hardened.

Jiang Cheng indicated his understanding.

"After all, this is about competing with the Dawn Society for business—plain and simple money grabbing."

"But from another angle, if the Dawn Society doesn't find out, then there's no issue."

"Hmm, just knowing is enough. In fact, as long as you don't violate regulations, no one will bother you without reason."

Bing Li reclined on the backrest again, "In summary, those are the three ways to make money. For you right now, the third is the most reliable, and you also have combat records as proof, backed by the Hall, so everyone will trust it. How about it, want to give it a try?"

"I'll give it a try."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and agreed.

"By the way, Brother Bing Li, what's the going rate for this?"

"If it's firearm instruction, the price isn't high—about 500 yuan per hour. There are pricier options, one or two thousand yuan per hour, but those are for instructors who are strong, basically Senior Original Force Warriors; some people aren't just after learning Gunmanship."

"If it's Secret Martial Arts, the price jumps up; the more powerful the Secret Martial Arts, the higher the instruction fee. Moreover, there's a situation where even if you're willing to pay, others refuse to teach, since it concerns their own life and safety."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

Fortunately, his Secret Martial Arts are only at Entry level now, so teaching others would likely be refused.

Only the Firearm mastery skill is something he can actually showcase.

Of course, if he's being picky, there's also a skill: Roasted Sweet Potato.

But pulling that out, probably no one in the Hall wants to learn it.

"What price do you have in mind?"

Bing Li asked curiously.

"Hmm, two thousand per hour, then."

"???"

Bing Li's pupils dilated instantly.

How many, how many?

He wondered if he had heard wrong.

"Two thousand."

Jiang Cheng gave a faint smile.

"Even if any price can be set, even ten thousand yuan per hour, are you sure you want to set it at two thousand per hour?"

Bing Li couldn't help but say, "Even the Senior Original Force Warriors in our guild, when guiding Firearms, the highest price is only two thousand."

"I know, but what I'll teach them then will be genuine, worth that price."

Jiang Cheng said calmly.

As for shooting technique alone, he isn't inferior to those Senior Original Force Warriors; in fact, he's considerably stronger.

In theory, tens of thousands of bullets could nurture a Divine Gunman, but it also depends on personal potential and aptitude; even if one is nurtured, if they don't practice regularly and focus only on Secret Martial Arts cultivation, their level will still decline.

But he isn't.

The memory is already etched into his bones.

Once he takes a gun, he enters his optimal state.

"……"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Bing Li didn't know whether to call him youthful or arrogant.

"Alright."

He shook his head helplessly, "Since you insist on setting this price, we'll go with your terms, but I must warn you that for several days there may be no one buying your lessons."

Or rather, he felt Jiang Cheng couldn't even sell a single lesson.

After all, Jiang Cheng is a First-level Force Warrior…

"Hmm, I'm mentally prepared; please, Brother Bing Li."

(End of chapter)