Chapter 41: Taking the Lead, Capital, Mentor

Opportunity must not be missed!

Once lost, it never returns!

If I don't make a fortune now, how can I face myself?

Fengxi raised his head and puffed his chest, golden light flashing in his eyes.

That golden light isn't money…… Is he really that shallow and greedy?

The golden light is there because it represents hope, the hope of his career!

A person without unexpected wealth stays poor; a horse without night grass doesn't grow fat…… Relying on a dead-end salary within the Wu Clan, with occasional performance bonuses, how could that support my rapid cultivation progress?

Only by relying on buy-low-sell-high trade, buying one and selling ten to profit from the price difference, can I achieve a splendid transformation!

What's more, now is a heaven-sent opportunity…… Hundreds of thousands of fellow time-travelers who think this way, bound by their work duties, have no choice but to honestly stay in the camp prepared for them on Phoenix Perch Mountain.

The Grand Shamans and Ancestral Shamans still need to confer with the two demon emperors, and they also disdain this scattered income.

At this very moment, only I am alone, wandering outside…… This is a great opportunity bestowed by heaven!

Heaven does not give, and one incurs blame; time does not wait, and one invites disaster!

Fengxi, with righteous resolve, found the justification he needed for this.

While chatting with the little peacock, he began to calculate in his heart.

The opportunity has arrived; making money is not difficult.

But to make big money?

That becomes somewhat difficult.

After all, Fengxi's total assets…… are worth only a few coins.

Although he has Golden Immortal cultivation, in the vast Honghuang he could still claim a stretch of land and rule as king.

——Don't think Golden Immortals are everywhere in the Wu Clan, but that's the Wu Clan!

It is a supreme great clan that, with the strength of one clan, can challenge the myriad races of Honghuang!

In the vast world outside, considering factors like teaching strength, racial talent, inheritance shortage, and so on, a Golden Immortal is already a top expert in one region.

Moreover, these Golden Immortals are mostly forged by time, far inferior to those Golden Immortals backed by Great Luo Dao transmission, the difference being almost heavenly and earthly.

Orthodox and heterodox—just two simple words—who knows how much bitterness lies within!

However, strength is strength; even if Fengxi goes out, those crooked Golden Immortals on the ground, he could take on a hundred without problem.

Unfortunately, with short cultivation time and little accumulated resources, he has some spare cash, but placed here on Phoenix Perch Mountain, it's nothing.

The Phoenix Clan, too, is a people that has undergone an entire era's development; at its peak it even enjoyed the resources of half of Honghuang, and even though it has declined, it still retains some wealth.

Furthermore, the development of its two pillar industries has drawn many outside experts eager to come, among them not lacking the Holy Dao lineage; the flow of resources can bring in profits in minutes that would shock many.

Even a Golden Immortal, even with connections, can only scrape off such meager benefits inside.

He could earn a little wealth, big money…… but Fengxi doesn't have the capital to toss around!

"However, it's no problem."

He stroked his chin, his eyes somewhat wandering, "With money, we can all earn together."

"Many hands make the fire rise…… How can a lone fighter compare to a collective?"

"Moreover, hoarding food…… if discovered, it's easy to become a public enemy!"

Fengxi smacked his lips, fiddled with his communication device, and entered some messages.

"As the saying goes, share blessings, share hardships!"

"Brothers, I've found a way to get rich; are you willing to join?"

"If you're not willing, just ignore it."

"If you're willing, just deduct 6!"

……

After editing the message, Fengxi calmly sent it out to hundreds of thousands.

Target?

Naturally, it was the soldiers tasked with honor guard duties in this diplomatic delegation!

Fengxi directed his idea toward them.

A Golden Immortal's wealth is indeed nothing.

But what about hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals?

That would be a qualitative leap!

How could the profit of a small business possibly exceed the gains of scaling up?

Even if, in the end, most of that profit has to be shared out.

"Old Brother Feng, you're 666!"

"Let's get rich together, brothers…… Old Feng, you're a good person!"

"I was still worrying how to enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed…… I didn't expect Fengxi, with his thick brows and big eyes, to find an opportunity to act as a purchasing agent so quickly!"

In a moment, the group's message replies exploded in growth.

Every Wu member had strong interest in this, willing to lend a hand…… With extra income from side gains, why not?

Fengxi suppressed his laughter——Kong Xuan was still nearby; in front of outsiders, one must stay composed.

He swiftly sent the well-thought-out cooperation plan to the group, which detailed the profit-sharing method.

——This isn't just for friends; even blood brothers must keep clear accounts.

In the plan, Fengxi emphasized——the final profit, he wants to take a cut!

Pure profit, he wants to take one-tenth!

This is already quite conscientious…… A business with returns ten to dozens times the capital, taking a one-tenth profit, is not much by any reasoning.

After all, the network is what I found, the information is what I gathered… these crucial points were all brought about by me alone; a ten percent cut isn't too much, right?

Fengxi explained in detail, "It's just because you all are future battlefield comrades, brothers-in-arms, that I'm offering such a low profit-sharing plan."

"Otherwise, I would have just borrowed money from you according to the Wu Clan's internal financial allocation department's loan method, and later paid back extra interest…"

"How much interest… is it nine percent or ten percent of the principal per hundred years?"

"Even if this interest were doubled, what would it matter?" Fengxi said earnestly, "Brothers, I'm now bringing you all together to get rich!"

"Hahaha… thanks, Old Feng!" many replied, "Taking a ten percent cut is indeed justified… we'll now gather the funds and resources, waiting for you to come pick them up!"

……

Fengxi put down the communicator.

Perfect!

He felt a deep sense of satisfaction, and sensed that his future path had become smoother.

Money?

Plenty of it.

Taking a ten percent profit from each fundraising target… this means his principal has been magnified tens of thousands of times!

Moreover, besides this tangible gain, even more valuable is the future potential value.

——By relying on interests, he in one move bound tens of thousands of the Wu Clan, implicitly making them his core.

These Wu Clan members are all outstanding… if they weren't outstanding, they couldn't possibly serve as members of the escort troupe following the ancestral Wu on diplomatic missions, right?

Leaving some connections today, their future usefulness will be immense!

Fengxi hadn't forgotten, this is the era of the Lich Great Tribulation!

Sooner or later, he will have to go onto the battlefield… if he cannot attain the Dao of Great Luo and become a strategist, but merely serves as a soldier, without quickly finding like-minded comrades to support him, how could he possibly survive to the end?

The battlefield is where people die!

Heaven and earth are vast, but one's life is the greatest!

Fengxi tapped his abacus, making all-out preparations for his future safety.

"Alas… a shame that this buy-low-sell-high business might not last long." A soft sigh from his heart, "Once the Demon Race formally establishes its rule, tightly controlling every mountain and river, this business of mine will pretty much be over."

Fengxi saw this clearly.

The fact that things can get done and profits can be made now is entirely thanks to the still-chaotic cosmic order and the Demon Race's failure to achieve unification.

At the top there is no powerful ruler to maintain stable order, allowing countless divine dynasties to rise side by side, waging war on each other… traveling out there is not safe at all.

Those who want to do business cannot have low cultivation… because they might get robbed midway, and not even know who did it.

How can one do business under these circumstances?

A penny's worth of goods, when sold in a distant place, can fetch a hundred or even a thousand times its value, seventy percent of which is a road‑safety surcharge!

You won't hire bodyguards for free, will you?

You won't recoup losses by raising prices on the next batch, will you?

……

All things considered, if you don't sell your principal for dozens or even hundreds of times its value, how can you make a profit?

Fengxi dares to do this business, dares to guarantee huge profits, entirely relying on the power behind him—the Wu Clan's diplomatic envoy team; who would dare block them?

Dare to block, and I dare to kill!

However, once the Monster Clan Heavenly Court is established, sweeping aside all who resist except the Wu Clan, and using harsh means to exterminate numerous bandits and road bullies, the gap between principal and selling price will definitely shrink.

Moreover, it is certain and inevitable that, as time passes, the Demon Race's commodity trade will develop into a direct link between product manufacturers and individual consumers, dealing an unparalleled crushing blow to middlemen who profit from price differences.

"Part of the meaning of business existence is circulation, and better allocation of resources…"

"The more mature and advanced a civilization, the more it will inevitably have corresponding means for resource allocation…"

"Honghuang… is a cultivation civilization, but it is also a civilization!"

"With a Great Luo existence that transcends time and space, whether it's building transmission technology covering vast spaces, or enabling information exchange throughout every corner of Honghuang, there is no problem at all."

"With the technology in place, as for the idea of connecting manufacturers and consumers…"

Fengxi wanted to cover his face.

"Even if they hadn't thought of it at first, but they roam endless time and space—what novel creativity could they not witness?"

"Just borrow a bit, then take and use it… is that hard?"

Great Luo, the ultimate form of transmigrators!

Compared to natives, what advantage do transmigrators have?

It lies in novel concepts, a mature and complete worldview system.

They stand upon the shoulders of a civilization.

Much knowledge, much creativity, are the shining points of that civilization, borrowed and used to achieve themselves.

And Great Luo stands upon the shoulders of all civilizations!

"Mixing in Honghuang… pure creativity, actually isn't very useful anymore."

Hmm, your creativity is great… since that's the case, I'll borrow it.

"Then…"

"Relying on immense size, I'll crush you to dust!"

Every Great Luo is a great crocodile.

They harvest the creativity and wisdom of countless beings, thereby achieving themselves.

……

If one were to say the Honghuang world is a game…

"That would definitely be a broken, crappy game."

No microtransactions, and there's no strong capital backing behind...

Even if your skills are top-notch, you'll still get slapped to the ground by someone.

Fengxi perceived the essence of Honghuang; only those at the Great Luo level are the players!

So he also knows that a buy-low-sell-high business can only exist temporarily; using it to make quick money is fine, but wanting to rely on it to make a living forever is impossible...

The most useful thing is still the connections you make here... Later, if you switch to other work, it will be much easier.

Fengxi thought calmly, considering a concrete plan of action.

Just then, Kong Xuan, who had been constantly questioned and used as a tour guide, found an opportunity and turned the question back on him.

"Can you tell me what the outside world is like?"

Little Kongque widened his eyes, "I don't know much... I want to hear your thoughts, hoping it will help me with what I'm going to do next."

"The outside world, huh?" Fengxi smacked his lips, "It's huge!"

Living up there are all kinds of groups, all sorts of races—every kind of sentient being exists...

"If I had to give a definite classification... it's a bit hard." Fengxi scratched his head, "Right, what are you planning to do next? Tell me a rough direction, and I can give you advice."

"Oh oh..." Kong Xuan thought, "My uncle suggested I serve as the chief manager of the twelve million nine thousand six hundred external market stalls in the Jiashen District of the Phoenix Perch Mountain Range for a period of time."

He said that as a second-generation heir of the Phoenix lineage, although I've just been born, this kind of education cannot be neglected.

Fengxi's mouth twitched, twitching again and again...

Alright, he had confirmed it.

Little Kongque, we don't have any common language between us.

Back then, the largest team I ever led had only nine people under me.

But those nine guys...

They're all damned pits!

If it weren't for the Ancestral Witch's keen perception, who knows I might have been sold in the end, completely clueless.

Fengxi hemmed and hawed, and could only barely give some advice: "If you want to do these things... you'll need to find some reliable people to help you."

You don't need to do everything yourself, but you need to have someone you can truly trust.

I think, as the Son of the Phoenix, with your noble status, you should have some, right?

He spouted some things that sounded useful, but were mostly just to deceive people... though Kong Xuan listened with great relish.

"Is the world outside Phoenix Perch Mountain interesting?" Kong Xuan asked, "I haven't really gone out yet..."

Sometimes I hear rumors and feel the outside world seems chaotic?

"Outside Phoenix Perch Mountain? There are grudges and emotions, endless life and death..." Fengxi smiled, "If you take a trip outside and don't die, you can experience all kinds of lives."

You can see cunning tribes, and also see honest sentient beings... the myriad phenomena of the mortal world, dreamlike and illusory.

Only by personally entering, experiencing and comprehending, can you gain anything.

By participating, you can stand aside and coldly watch the world's ups and downs... or you can personally get involved, plucking the strings of others' fates, feeling the impermanence of destiny, its unpredictable changes—everything is possible...

For example, helping some distressed young ladies... and so on, are all quite interesting things!

Fengxi wore a smile that Kong Xuan didn't understand, and he adjusted the Soaring Snake at his waist.

(End of chapter)