Chapter 26: Handling Earth Assets

Executive Liang was extremely helpless at this moment, his mood very bad.

Disciples of the Profound Heaven Gate must undergo a cultivation assessment at the end of the year; those who fail to meet the standard will be expelled from the sect.

A dormitory in the Outer Sect houses ten Outer Sect disciples; if more than half fail the year-end cultivation assessment, it will affect the evaluation score of the dormitory's executive.

Originally, Executive Liang's dormitory had only nine disciples, of whom perhaps four or five were guaranteed to pass the year-end assessment, barely reaching half.

He just needed to exert a bit of pressure, suppress them slightly, or at the very least spend his own money to buy them some pills, and this would ensure more than half passed.

But now, a person was suddenly added; adding one was fine, but why was this person such trash?

Twenty-two years old and only at Warrior Stage 3 cultivation? If he hadn't taken a backdoor route and relied on connections, he would have been expelled from the sect long ago.

"Sigh!"

Executive Liang sighed deeply again, glanced at Cang Luo with some disdain, offered a few perfunctory words of encouragement, gave a few instructions, then went to find other executives to complain, having no heart to guide their cultivation.

Cang Luo felt a bit disappointed; he saw that Executive Liang seemed to dislike him, was it because his cultivation was low? Or his aptitude was poor?

Hmph! Underestimating people.

I only used one double-hour to cultivate from Warrior Stage 1 to Warrior Stage 3; I believe it won't be long before I surpass Zang Feng and Liu Xuande...

Cang Luo quickly let it go, not taking it to heart, and only remembered the monthly task Executive Liang had just assigned.

Outer Sect disciples must submit a certain amount of cultivation materials every month; these can be demon cores, spirit stones, or spiritual herbs and pills.

Taking demon cores as an example, disciples at the Warrior cultivation level must submit one first-grade demon core for every stage they are at.

Cang Luo is currently at Warrior Stage 3, which means he must submit three first-grade demon beast cores this month, or equivalent other cultivation resources.

After Executive Liang left, Liu Xuande and Li Zhanxing focused on Zang Feng, and Zang Feng said, "Let's cultivate on our own."

Having said that, Zang Feng looked around, finally spotting a disciple from the neighboring dormitory who was at Warrior Stage 6 cultivation.

That disciple seemed to be waiting for Zang Feng as well; as soon as Zang Feng approached, the two immediately engaged in combat, fighting with punches that landed squarely on flesh.

Liu Xuande looked at Li Zhanxing and Cang Luo and said, "You two practice sparring; I'll go find someone to spar with too. Senior Brother Zang said that actual combat is the fastest way to improve strength."

After Liu Xuande left, Li Zhanxing looked at Cang Luo and said eagerly, "Senior Brother Cang, shall we?"

Cang Luo unconsciously stepped back two paces, watching Li Zhanxing cautiously. Shall we?

Be more specific, hey. What exactly are we doing? Is this flirting or a PK?

Three hours later.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Li Zhanxing was knocked down by Cang Luo's palm strike again; sitting on the ground, he begged for mercy, saying, "I say, Senior Brother Cang, do you still have Yuan power?"

Cang Luo scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "Uh... it's almost gone. Come on, let's exchange a few more moves."

Cang Luo didn't tell the truth; actually, the Yuan power in his Lower Dantian had been very sufficient. During his duel with Chen Dahu, he had discovered that the Yuan power in his Lower Dantian seemed to be able to absorb while being consumed?

But it was different from the feeling of absorbing spirit stones; Cang Luo couldn't figure it out for the moment.

Li Zhanxing hurriedly shook his head and refused; he had been scared by Cang Luo's beating. He looked up at the sky and said weakly, "It's almost dark; after eating, we'll start evening cultivation. No more fighting, no more fighting."

"Alright." Cang Luo felt a bit reluctant; he had been sparring with Li Zhanxing all afternoon.

At the beginning, Cang Luo was completely suppressed by Li Zhanxing; this was very normal.

After all, Cang Luo had no martial arts foundation; whether it was footwork or force application techniques, he had absolutely no combat experience.

Not to mention the techniques for using Yuan power; winning against Chen Dahu at noon was entirely due to cheating and the opponent's underestimation.

However, after being suppressed by Li Zhanxing for two hours, Cang Luo gradually grasped some force application techniques and Yuan power usage techniques, slowly gaining the upper hand.

Plus, Li Zhanxing consumed Yuan power without restraint, so Cang Luo ultimately defeated the opponent while still at full health.

Cang Luo pulled Li Zhanxing up and looked at Zang Feng, who was still sparring.

Zang Feng was still fighting the Warrior Stage 6 disciple from the neighboring dormitory; although his cultivation was lower than the opponent's, the fight was evenly matched, and he was even subtly gaining the upper hand.

"Senior Brother Zang is so strong! Challenging a higher level..." Cang Luo was extremely surprised, recalling the palm strike where Zang Feng fought Chen Dahu; could it be that he hadn't used his full strength then?

Li Zhanxing said proudly, "Of course, Senior Brother Zang is very strong; he not only has rich combat experience but also possesses varied techniques.

What makes Old Liu and me most admire is his immense knowledge; every time we go on a mission, whether it's spiritual herbs or demon beasts, he can instantly recite their names, effects, and the weaknesses of the demon beasts..."

While speaking, Zang Feng deliberately exposed a flaw to lure the opponent in, then swept his leg, knocking the opponent flying. After winning the match, he didn't forget to help the opponent up, looking very dashing.

Cang Luo exclaimed, "So cool! Is this combat wisdom?"

"Combat wisdom? Hmm, that's a good term. No matter what opponent Senior Brother Zang fights, he can quickly find the opponent's weakness and then defeat them."

The speaker was Liu Xuande, who had just finished sparring as well.

At this moment, Zang Feng walked over and said, "Let's go; after dinner, we start cultivating the mental technique. Don't slack off, especially Zhanxing and Junior Brother Cang."

As Zang Feng walked past Cang Luo, he patted Cang Luo's shoulder to show encouragement; Cang Luo nodded heavily and followed behind him with Liu and Li.

Recalling the afternoon's cultivation, Zang Feng had occasionally come over to offer guidance, acting like an older brother.

Cang Luo thought this cold fifteen-year-old boy must have a mental age of at least thirty.

Not only is his strength formidable, but he is also handsome and mature; I'm envious, jealous, and resentful!

After the incident at noon, the four of them hastily finished dinner and returned to the dormitory to prepare to start cultivating the mental technique.

This is a day for Outer Sect disciples: cultivate martial techniques during the day, cultivate the mental technique at night, and go out to complete missions if there are any.

The other six people in the dormitory went out to complete missions and haven't returned yet.

Because the mission locations are far and the round trip is troublesome, they usually stay overnight outside.

A single mission can last anywhere from two or three days to half a month, which is quite normal.

After the four returned to the dormitory, Zang Feng, Liu Xuande, and Li Zhanxing entered a cultivation state, cultivating the mental technique to absorb Yuan power and condense the Yuan Wheel, as well as refine the accumulation from the day.

Cang Luo did not start cultivating immediately; he used a bathroom break to leave the dormitory, found a secluded place, and took out his mobile phone.

Tomorrow they will go to the Demon Beast Mountain Forest for training, a life-or-death battle facing unknown dangers and future enemies; Cang Luo wanted to handle some matters first.

To put it bluntly, he was arranging his affairs.

He lit up the mobile phone screen; the lock screen wallpaper was a photo of himself and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao.

In the photo, Xiang Xiang Yunjiao stared with wide, watery eyes, looking at the lens with a puzzled expression, her curious look utterly adorable.

Cang Luo smiled warmly, thinking of how she had disregarded her own safety to save him from Chen Dahu, and felt deeply grateful in his heart.

"Angel..."

Cang Luo murmured to himself, then fell into melancholy.

Cang Luo realized he had fallen for Xiang Xiang Yunjiao and wanted to protect her.

But he knew he lacked the power, so he had told her the truth about the Soul-Locking Mirror and decided to cut off all contact with her.

Cang Luo knew he would definitely not have peaceful days ahead, so he could not drag Xiang Xiang Yunjiao into it...

"Sigh!" Cang Luo let out a breath, feeling waves of loss in his heart.

Shaking his head to cast Xiang Xiang Yunjiao from his mind, Cang Luo unlocked his phone, opened his contacts, found a number nicknamed "Cousin Yang Yongshan," and dialed it.

"Hello, Cousin?"

Cang Luo probed cautiously, unsure if the person on the other end was really him.

Having transmigrated, he might have caused some relatives to be monitored by Feng Lin Huo Shan, or even placed under house arrest like his family.

A few seconds later, a familiar voice came through the phone: "A-Luo! Damn it, what's going on over at your place!?"

"Where are Uncle, Auntie, and Xiao Ling? We called your phones but no one answered. Where are you guys now?"

Cang Luo felt a surge of joy; it seemed his cousin had not met with trouble.

"Uh... we went to the Imperial Capital for a family trip during the May Day holiday and left all our phones at the hotel. What's wrong with my house?"

Cang Luo made up an excuse on the spot; luckily, yesterday was indeed the May Day holiday, so the reason should be convincing enough.

"What's wrong!?" A voice of disbelief came from the other end of the line, and Yang Yongshan asked strangely, "Haven't you seen the news?"

Cang Luo, confused, said, "Didn't I say we left our phones at the hotel and just got back? No time to check. Tell me quickly, what's wrong with my house? Did a murder happen?"

Cang Luo remembered his family had been taken away by Feng Lin Huo Shan, who had also mentioned a battle with Eden and the Izumo Society.

Could the battle have taken place at his own home? Had they destroyed the house?

Damn! This house was my father's life's work!

Once I return to Earth, I will execute your entire clan!

Yang Yongshan said, "It probably wasn't a murder, but it's far more serious than that. Let me tell you, the entire residential area where your house is located has been sealed off by an armed military force; not even a fly can get in.

Over two hundred households in the complex were forcibly evacuated. It's really ghostly; does someone in your area manufacture military weapons illegally?"

Yang Yongshan clicked his tongue in amazement and continued, "A-Luo, your family is going to get rich. It's said that every household will not only receive cash compensation but also be allocated a suite similar to the original one.

However, there is no ownership title, and the usage right is only for forty years, but that's enough; living rent-free for forty years is no small thing."

Cang Luo breathed a sigh of relief; as long as the house was fine, he said casually, "Oh, I see."

Cang Luo knew the purpose of sealing off the complex was surely to investigate the white light sphere that summoned him, and they even suspected it might appear in the same place again.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Yongshan asked strangely, "I see? Hello, why aren't you the least bit excited?"

"Excited? Of course I'm excited."

Cang Luo raised his voice, pretending to be shocked, but immediately calmed down and said solemnly, "Cousin, I need your help with something."

"Speak!"

Yang Yongshan agreed readily; after all, among all the relatives of the same age, Cang Luo had the closest relationship with him, which was precisely why Cang Luo had chosen him.

Cang Luo hesitated and said, "Here's the thing: recently I made a small fortune and want you to handle it. Opening a company, investing in real estate, whatever works."

Cang Luo had over twenty million in his bank account, all gifts from big shots from various countries. He had originally planned to return to Earth and enjoy life, but almost being killed today meant he had no fortune to enjoy.

So Cang Luo wanted to dispose of this money: part of it would be transferred to his family's accounts, so even if he died in the other world, they could live out their lives without worry.

The other part was meant to be entrusted to a trusted person to invest, since money can run out. Unfortunately, his family was under 'house arrest'; otherwise, he wouldn't need to ask someone else.

Yang Yongshan asked curiously, "You're quite something, kid. Was the reason you quit your job a while back because you got rich?"

"How much money? I've been planning to set up a factory and do something lately, and I'm looking for a partner."

Cang Luo said casually, "About fifteen million."

"Pfft..."

Yang Yongshan, who was drinking water, was startled by the number Cang Luo mentioned, then laughed and scolded, "Are you kidding me, kid?

Even if your family's compensation for the suite comes through, it won't reach a fraction of that. Say it again."

Cang Luo said calmly, "I'm not joking. It's fifteen million RMB, not Japanese yen or Korean won.

Send me your card number. I'm very busy right now and can't spare the time; you have full authority over it. If it grows later, I'll invest more."

"Are you really not messing with me?" Yang Yongshan still couldn't believe it, because all the relatives on their side were ordinary people.

No one had gotten rich, and no one had become an official. For eight generations, they had worked as laborers or farmers; only their generation managed to attend university, but even then, they hadn't achieved much.

Under such circumstances, how could Yang Yongshan believe Cang Luo had fifteen million in huge funds?

Forget fifteen million; he wouldn't even believe one point five million.

Cang Luo, impatient, said, "Stop wasting words. Send me your card number, and you'll know the truth in a moment."

"Fine, fine, fine. Let's see how long you can keep up this bluff. But by the way, can a bank transfer such a large amount at once?"

After Yang Yongshan finished speaking, he sent the card number over, wanting to see how Cang Luo would continue to brag.

"You don't need to worry about that. Hang up first; my phone is about to run out of battery."

Regarding the question of whether such a large amount could be transferred, Cang Luo was not worried at all, because his bank account had been upgraded to a special account; handling huge transfers was a trivial matter.

Besides, Feng Lin Huo Shan was surely monitoring the call just now; they wouldn't fail to help with such a small thing, would they?

Actually, Cang Luo did not know that not only his bank account, but all his files had been classified as state secrets by Feng Lin Huo Shan.

Feng Lin Huo Shan would satisfy all of Cang Luo's reasonable requests; after all, Cang Luo was shouldering the heavy responsibility of leading Huaxia into a fifth technological revolution...

A few minutes later, Cang Luo successfully completed the transfer operation via mobile banking, transferring fifteen million to his cousin Yang Yongshan's account, and another five million to his parents' account.

Looking at the remaining balance of over two million in his account, Cang Luo felt no loss.

This money had come too easily. Cang Luo believed that as long as he was willing to open his mouth and sell information about the Yuanwu Continent, there would be plenty of people lining up to hand him money.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

His phone buzzed—it was a call from Yang Yongshan. Cang Luo pressed the answer button and said with a smile, "Did you receive it?"

"B-big brother, I-I got it. Where did you get so much money?"

Yang Yongshan was so excited he could barely string his words together. He hadn't expected Cang Luo to actually mean what he said, or to trust him so completely as to transfer the money over directly.

Cang Luo said with a smile, "Mm, good that you got it. I can't tell you the source for now, but it's all legitimately obtained.

Go ahead and do your thing. Consider this money my investment in you—split the profits three-seven. If you make money, I'll add more investment."

After saying that, Cang Luo hung up the phone without even asking Yang Yongshan how he planned to use the money, because he really couldn't be bothered to ask.

The only thing Cang Luo cared about now was his own strength; Earth's money had never weighed on his mind.

He turned off his phone, returned to his dormitory, and began cultivating his heart technique, slowly absorbing Yuan Power to condense his Yuan Wheel...