My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 143 No money? Give me your business token, and I'll cover the cost of your path to success!

"You know what, it really does look a bit like him. Who was it again? There are quite a few people in this line of work, but I can't remember right now."

"Could Dong Changsheng's master be someone like us?"

"It's not impossible, since the time flow rates in the two places are different..."

"Who cares if it's true or not, we can't even leave the mountain gate now!"

"When can we go out?"

"Twelve more have arrived. This should make clearing them much faster, right? We should be able to get out of here soon, right?"

"The key point is that Dong Changsheng is his disciple!"

"Perhaps Dong Changsheng also knows these theories of success!"

"If we let him say a few words at any future event, wouldn't all the new disciples be screaming and scrambling to compete fiercely?"

"Then we'll set up some kind of paid work system, hehehehehehe!!!"

"Senior Brother,"

"Do you think... what if people like us get caught up in his schemes and end up spending all our money?"

"I don't think so..." Lu Wu was somewhat uncertain.

Lin Qingfeng replied, "Is that even a question? Of course it is! Otherwise, who would resort to this kind of success story?"

"..." Everyone fell silent.

"Anyway, he's a talented person who can be useful to our sect. We'll deal with things when something goes wrong."

Su Ling'er only heard fragmented information about how she didn't study well and was always thinking about other people's inner demons and illusions, success studies, and talented people.

What the hell!

You were clearly spying on me too, you know?!

It makes me feel like I'm the perverted voyeur!

That wretched senior brother!!!

Although she was still confused, she finally understood the most crucial point:
These members of the Demonic Sect also believed that Senior Brother Dong was a rare talent.

While the players were discussing the matter, the illusion on Lin Qingfeng's table, created by the crystal used to peer into Dong Changsheng's inner demons, continued.

In the scene, Dong Changsheng has unwavering faith in the "path to success" taught by his master.

However, there are always some stubborn people who still want to hold on to their meager family fortune and are unwilling to embark on the broad road to "financial freedom" and success.

For example, in the crowd, there was a middle-aged merchant.

The merchant was dressed reasonably well, but his brow was slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that his business was not doing well and he had little left.

He longed for success, but was hampered by a lack of funds.

The master walked forward slowly.

“This layman, judging from your face, you have the countenance of great wealth and nobility, and should have abundant wealth. Why are you frowning here?”

The merchant was flattered that the master had personally inquired of him, and immediately bowed deeply in respect.

"The master is absolutely right!"

"Unfortunately, I was born at a young age and am unlucky..."

"I also long to hear your teachings, Master, and embark on the path to success, but... but I can't even scrape together five hundred taels right now. I'm afraid I'll miss this heaven-sent opportunity. I'm truly ashamed!"

Upon hearing this, the merchants who had already invested and the shills hired by the master immediately began to mock him.

"Hmph, you're not even willing to pay a measly five hundred taels, yet you expect to succeed? You think you're worthy?"

"How could a master's time be so precious, leading someone like you who lacks even sincerity to success?"

The young man in charge of collecting fees, Dong Changsheng, also had a stern face and said in a businesslike manner:
"Not a single penny less of this money is acceptable."

The down-on-his-luck merchant blushed and said with difficulty, "Then...then...how about I don't register..."

The surrounding laughter grew louder, making him feel ashamed and hopeless about succeeding in his life.

Just then, his master clapped his hands and laughed heartily, patting him on the shoulder with a magnanimous expression:

"No problem! I'll cover your mere 'Gold for Enlightenment'!" "You...you'll cover it for me?"

The merchant's eyes lit up immediately, and he was so excited that he became incoherent.

"Really...really? Great...Master, your mercy is boundless! Such immense kindness and virtue...I am so grateful..."

"Don't thank me,"

The master waved his hand, interrupting him.
"You only need to hand over your personal seal and the shop's token to me."

Although the merchant was puzzled, his boundless yearning for success and his trust in the "master" led him to hand over his seal and the wooden plaque representing the shop's reputation.

The master took the seal, without even glancing at it, and instead called out to the crowd:
"Is Manager Wang of the 'Sihai Tongbao' money exchange here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin man with a big smile on his face squeezed out of the crowd and jogged forward.

He knew it was finally his turn to reap the rewards in this grand drama.

"Master, I am here. What are your orders?"

The master handed over the merchant's seal and token:

"This is the person I have chosen. You take a look and see how much his reputation is worth."

The shopkeeper took the item, glanced at it pretentiously for a few moments, and then loudly replied:
"Master, this lay Buddhist Shang has a good reputation in the city. Although he is temporarily short of funds, his reputation remains excellent!"

The master nodded in satisfaction, then said something that sent a chill down the merchant's spine:

"very good!"

“You can lend him 10,000 taels of silver using his shop and credit as collateral, and calculate the lowest interest rate, as a favor to me.”

"In this way, he will no longer have to suffer the ridicule of those rude people."

"Ten...ten thousand taels?!"

The merchant was dumbfounded, his mind blank.

He just wanted to attend the lecture, how did he suddenly end up with a debt of ten thousand taels of silver?!

However, before he could react, Manager Wang had already taken out the contract and stamped it with his private seal with a "snap," his movements fluid and his business skills impeccable.

The master took a 10,000-tael silver note directly from Manager Wang and stuffed it into his sleeve. Then he took out a few more notes to make up 500 taels and stuffed them into the merchant's hand.

"Alright, you also have a share of those secrets to success that they have, and you've also gained the start-up capital to take the first step towards success."

"Don't be polite with these five hundred taels. Consider it a loan for your living expenses."

"May your business prosper and your journey be smooth sailing in the days to come!"

The merchant stared blankly at the silver in his hand, then looked at his master and said:

"This...this isn't right, is it? Master, isn't there something wrong with this...?"

The master's smile faded, and he gave him another round of baptism:
"Sigh, don't you understand?"

"What I am doing today is to personally smash these shackles for you!"

"To free you from the mire and let you soar to the sky!"

"What I'm giving you is an opportunity to completely turn your life around and take control of your own destiny!"

Do you think this mere ten thousand taels is a 'debt'?

"No! This is 'momentum'!"

"It's the 'momentum' that will unlock your future immense wealth!"

"It's the 'momentum' that forces you to say goodbye to your timid and hesitant self, to burn your bridges!"

What I see is not your wealth, but your determination to succeed!

"I thought you were different from other ordinary people, which is why I was willing to make an exception, personally pave the way for you, and even use my own face to borrow 'great power' for you!"

"And you, with your shortsighted, greedy, and calculating heart, try to fathom my compassion?!"

"Alas, the world is cold and heartless, and people's hearts have lost their former virtues!"

(End of this chapter)