Shangyuque

Chapter 18 They are the real evil guys with hideous faces!
Wang Xianmao often holds two spirit seeds in his hands. He presses the ground with one hand and throws the spirit seeds into the spirit well with the other hand.

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The strength of the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage was so overwhelming that, driven by their spiritual power, the backyard of Fuyuanju underwent earth-shaking changes.

Huge branches began to grow out of the spiritual well, and the rooms on both sides flew directly up under Wang Xianmao's control.

The branches gradually turned into giant trees, and the giant trees turned into wooden buildings.

The things that were originally in the wing flew into the growing wooden building one by one from mid-air.

Yu Lou was amazed at the terrifying power of the Foundation Establishment cultivator. In less than a minute, a new three-story building was built in the backyard of Fuyuanju!
"How powerful would it be if the clan leader came to the construction site?" Yulou thought.

"It can't be any higher. It can't be too conspicuous. Come on, follow me in and take a look."

Wang Xianmao stood up, turned around and greeted everyone with a smile.

Entering the main entrance of the new building, there is a beautiful counter - one-piece molded for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"The left is still the warehouse. I've already sorted your things out for you. Nianqiu, go check if there's anything wrong."

"The room on the right is yours. I expanded it for you so you two don't have to sleep in the same room anymore."

"Behind the first floor, I directly rebuilt the water supply device of the spirit well. It's just that the spiritual energy delivery is still a bit troublesome, but it's just a minor problem."

"There are forty small rooms on the second and third floors. Each room costs two spirit stones per month, which is eighty spirit stones. Hahahaha."

"Come on, let's go up and have a look."

Following Wang Xianmao, the foundation-building ancestor of the civil engineering department, everyone went up to the second floor.

Yulou walked ahead swiftly and pushed open the door of the small room.

The room inside the door was about ten feet square, with a cabinet, a bed, and a pair of tables and chairs.

The bed is clean and tidy. It is an extraordinary move made by a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. Everything is molded in one piece and looks extremely beautiful.

"How is it?" Wang Xianmao asked.

The patriarch also needs emotional value.

"The actions of the clan leader are naturally extraordinary!"

Chen Luwan praised it.

“Is it too big?”

Yulou asked hesitantly.

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Yulou, you are so cruel.

This one is ten feet long and wide, and you still think it’s big?

Seeing everyone's confusion, Yulou hurriedly explained.

“If this kind of room is too big, it will be difficult for us to sell the room in front at a high price.

If we do a smaller business and do more business, we can earn more money here without affecting the business of the big room in front.”

Jiujiuliu Ma was reincarnated into another world, and Yulou brought some capital shock to the world of immortal cultivation.

Small packages can’t come too affordable!

Do you think Yulou is too cruel?

No, it’s just that this world is too cruel!
Hong Dengzhao's disciple Gao Jian and his master Jiang Baobian want to drain the spirit stones of every monk in Qingxifang. They are the real evil guys with hideous faces.

Although Wang's introduction of the inhumane cage house seemed to be helpful to individual cultivators, it actually helped them a lot!

"That makes sense. Let me see. Come on, tell me what to do."

Wang Xianmao put his hand on the wall of the wooden house, and soon, the small room in front of everyone changed its appearance.

It changed from being ten feet long and wide to being ten feet long and five feet wide (three meters long and nearly two meters wide).

"It's still too big, remove two chairs!" Yulou judged calmly.

"We need to reach a point where it is cost-effective for casual cultivators to live here for cultivation, but those with a bit of strength don't want to live here. Only then can we sell the large room in the front in a differentiated way."

"Okay, I'll continue to modify it!" Wang Xianmao was not vague and continued to mobilize his spiritual power.

Soon, the small room became smaller, seven feet long and four feet wide (a little over two meters long and a little over one meter wide).

"Six feet (two meters) long and three feet (one meter) wide. Try this one." Yulou still thought it was too wide.

"Brother, is it too young?"

Yu'an said, you should leave some room for the independent cultivators!

“There are two types. One is what we have now, which provides a bed, a table and a cabinet.

The other option is to keep only one bed, providing only accommodation and spiritual energy, and nothing else.

In this way, more customers will be willing to stay here, and we can earn more spiritual stones. The price of the two small rooms in the backyard can also be differentiated from the large room in the front yard."

Wang Xianmao silently urged the spiritual energy and changed it into the final appearance according to Yulou's idea.

Looking at the cramped room in front of him, Wang Rongwen felt his scalp tingling.

Fortunately, I am a member of the Wang family!

"Yu'an, try lying down on it."

He pushed his son and motioned for Yu'an to lie down and take the example.

Yu'an pouted and reluctantly lay down on the bed. After twisting a few times, she said with a sad face.

"How can anyone live here when you can't even turn over?"

Yulou smiled and said.

"Let's try it out tomorrow. If the results are not good, the clan leader can make further adjustments."

In England during the First Industrial Revolution, there were proletarians who slept on ropes. They worked more than fourteen hours a day and were so poor that they had to rent the ropes they slept on by the hour.

Naturally, cultivators of immortality would not be that poor, but the Red Lantern Society had monopolized the spiritual energy supply of Qingxifang, and the control over various spiritual objects was in the hands of families and sects, so they could not get involved.

It is certainly not difficult to return to the mortal world and become a rich man, but letting those who have woken up return to darkness is essentially the same as killing them.

The safety, spiritual energy, work, and opportunities of Qingxifang are beyond the reach of those casual cultivators who have not yet given up on the path of cultivating immortals.

Gao Jian represents the official Qingxifang and the Red Lantern Office. He does not think those independent cultivators are worth exploiting, so he wants to drive them away.

The independent cultivators lost the opportunity to be exploited.

The logic and deconstruction perspective of the opportunity to be exploited seems a bit hellish, however, this opportunity did not exist in most parts of the world before the development of productivity brought about by the Industrial Revolution.

The model of the mortal world cannot be simply applied to the world of immortal cultivation. Yulou is not sure whether this can succeed.

This is also the reason why he said his idea was immature when he mentioned the cage house plan to Wang Rongwen.

Watching Yu'an crawling to his feet from the two-square-meter bed in the cage, Wang Xianmao let out an imperceptible sigh and said.

"Okay, you guys go back and rest first.

Yulou, Yu'an, stay and accompany me to set up the spiritual energy transmission formation for this building."

Yulou looked at the clan leader in confusion.

So, the clan leader actually knows a lot about formations?

"Chief, how can we let you do this? Lu Wan and I will take care of it slowly."

Wang Rongwen didn't understand what the patriarch meant, and subconsciously took over the task of setting up the formation.

In his opinion, the patriarch is the pillar of the Wang family and should not do such basic hard labor.

"It's okay. I never had the chance to spend time with these two kids before. This is a good opportunity for me to get to know them better. You guys go back and have some rest."

Wang Xianmao waved his hand indifferently and said.

No matter when or what level of cultivation he has reached, he is still a member of the Wang family and the patriarch of the family, so it is okay for him to take on more responsibilities.

Yu'an's parents and Tang Nianqiu left. The clan leader looked at the two brothers and asked with a smile.

"I caught you late at night to set up the formation. You won't have any objections, right?"

Yu'an had no objection to setting up the formation. He just felt that his biological father seemed to love Yulou more. Obviously, both he and Yulou could lie down and try it, but Wang Rongwen insisted that he try it.

"Yulou is lucky to be able to learn from the clan leader."

Yulou said respectfully.

Wang Xianmao had tested them during the day and now he had captured the two of them to do some work, similar to how Tang Sanzang took the Great Sage to sweep the Sutra Tower. This was a part of the clan leader's teaching by example.

"I'm lucky too, Chief. I really want to learn from you!"

Yu'an said he also wanted to improve.

　What would a world like with an absolute monopoly of the means of production be like?

　　Individual cultivators - small families, vassal forces of sects - small sects, large families - large sects - Immortal Alliance.

　　As the level increases, the upper level controls more means of production, and thus has greater influence and control over the lower levels.

　　The specific manifestation is that great monks can change the world and modify the rules of heaven and earth.

　　The monk couldn't even pay the rent.
　　I would like to say that the world view of this book is novel, the outline is complete, and the main and branch lines are clear.

　　Please be patient, I will work hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)