The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

Chapter 460 The Exorbitant Profits of the Strange Field and the Foreign Trade (Please Subscribe)

According to Bai Jingjing's description.

The current Black Dragon Gang is not the original Black Dragon Gang.

Instead, he was a martial arts expert who brutally killed the former leader of the Black Dragon Gang, purged his core confidants, and then used a series of methods to completely subdue the entire Black Dragon Gang.

Six months have passed since then.

The leader of the Black Dragon Gang, through some unknown connections, not only obtained a license to raise monsters, but also spent a fortune to rent a million acres of sea area to develop into a monster breeding ground, and is now recruiting people and monsters to raise them.

He even made a bold statement a few days ago.

For any rental of the venue, only 30% of the rent is charged, and there are absolutely no miscellaneous taxes like the blood tax.

The treatment was undeniably generous.

Those who make a living by running a haunted arena, like Bai Jingjing, all yearn for it and wish they could join the Black Dragon Gang.

After saying that, Bai Jingjing glanced at him discreetly and said softly, "It's a pity I signed a 'blood pact' with the Sea Dragon Gang, otherwise I might have had to go and join the 'Black Dragon Gang' too."

As if afraid he wouldn't know what a "blood pact" was, she thoughtfully explained it to him.

"Blood Pact" was made by the talisman masters of "Covering Moon City".

Once signed, if one violates the contract, one will be burned by "Yang Flame" and die of exhaustion.

Bai Jingjing emphasized that the "blood pact" she signed was special. If she died unexpectedly, the "Sea Dragon Gang" would know about her death, and the "blood pact" also had the ability to mark her.

The implication is self-evident.

Zhu Yu gave her a half-smile, then remained silent, his eyes thoughtful.

Before coming to the "Black Sea," he was prepared to kill indiscriminately, thinking that at worst he would lose a wisp of his spirit, which he could then unleash again.

But now it seems...

Running a haunted house seems like a viable business opportunity.

Just by looking at the ghost field run by Bai Jingjing, one can see that she can earn tens of thousands of ghost crystals in a year.

One hundred low-grade black-level ghost crystals can be refined into one "Spiritual Ruins Origin", and one hundred thousand ghost crystals are one thousand "Spiritual Ruins Origins".

The remaining material from the Mysterious Crystal can further help the "Native Spirit Ruins" evolve into a ghost vein and nurture living beings.

It's not too cost-effective.

"It would be even better if we could set up a haunted arena—"

A thought flashed through Zhu Yu's mind: the Ghost Field was definitely worth developing. Bai Jingjing, a mere Black Fiend Realm monster, could earn a thousand strands of "Spiritual Ruins Origin" a year; surely he could multiply that by a thousand?

They also set up a haunted place.

That doesn't prevent you from doing business without any initial investment.

Without giving it much thought, Zhu Yu suppressed his thoughts, turned around and entered the shop next door that was buying up the strange crystals. A short while later, he walked out with a sullen face, cursing the unscrupulous merchants in his heart.

One strange crystal only costs two "blood money".

It's more than five times worse than in the "Blackwater Mountains".

In other words, he sensed that there were no fewer than ten Blood Fiends and Ascending Sun Realm martial artists in the Kowloon Black Market; otherwise, he would have shown the shop owner what a monster was.

"call--"

Zhu Yu let out a soft sigh, suppressing his anger, and walked down the steps. He glanced at Bai Jingjing, who hadn't left, and said, "Take me to the Black Dragon Gang's shop."

"Yes, sir, please follow me..."

Bai Jingjing lifted her wet, black hair, revealing a beautiful, pale face. Seeing that Zhu Yu's expression remained unchanged, she gave a dry, forced smile, put down her wet hair, and silently led the way.

As one of the shareholders of the Kowloon black market.

The Black Dragon Gang's shop was located in the most bustling area of ​​Zhongjie Street.

Its name, "Linhai Pavilion," stands opposite the Hailong Gang's shop, "Hailong Pavilion," suggesting a rivalry between them.

It is not yet time to harvest the ghosts from the ghost field.

Neither shop was doing particularly well.

Zhu Yu led Bai Jingjing into "Linhai Pavilion". Looking around, the shop was empty, with only four or five people buying things.

At this time.

A very handsome boy, who looked like he had stepped out of a New Year's painting, stepped forward, bowed, and said in a clear voice, "This servant Erwu greets the two distinguished guests. If you need anything, please tell me directly."

Zhu Yu withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I wish to rent your haunted house."

Bai Jingjing looked up at him, then lowered her head again.

Tong Zinu Erwu's smile remained unchanged as he bowed and said, "Honored guest, please follow me, Erwu."

He led the two to a quiet seat and then turned to leave.

Please take a seat.

Bai Jingjing, who was very observant, poured tea and water for her. However, Bai Jingjing was soaking wet, with water dripping all over the table. She smiled awkwardly and stepped aside to stand.

Zhu Yu casually picked up the teacup, took a sip, confirmed it was non-toxic, and tasted it. It was cool, slightly bitter, and contained a strange aura, making it a decent first-tier Yin-attribute spiritual tea.

Nu Erwu quickly returned, gently placing a jade tablet on the table, and said, "Honorable guest, please take a look. This is the 'Black Dragon Gang's' map of their secret locations. All the dark and shadowy areas have not been rented out."

"The 'Black Dragon Gang' is offering a significant incentive to attract VIPs who want to operate a shady business: one year of rent-free accommodation and three years of half-price rent."

He paused, then added, "The larger the ghost field your esteemed guest rents, the greater the discounts, including but not limited to providing rare ghost seedlings, discounted blood food, and so on—"

It gave a very serious account.

Bai Jingjing listened intently, her eyes glued to the screen, completely captivated.

Zhu Yu's expression turned somewhat strange, and he wondered, "This approach doesn't seem like the style of the 'Ghost Realm.' Could the leader of the 'Black Dragon Gang' be a cultivator from another realm? —"

The "Ghost Realm" has a vast territory.

But to "Tianyuan", they are nothing more than grains of sand.

If Master Mi happened to be cast into the "Ghost Realm," then there must have been other cultivators from other realms who were also cast into the "Ghost Realm" through some means.

Zhu Yu shook his head slightly, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

Whether the leader of the "Black Dragon Gang" is a cultivator from another realm or not is irrelevant to him. His strength as a "Radiant Sun Realm" martial artist alone is something he can't afford to worry about right now.

Ultimately, it all comes down to improving our strength.

A sense of urgency rose in Zhu Yu's heart. Compared to the "Spirit Ruins," which were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, the Foundation Establishment realm was still too weak.

Suppressing his emotions, he turned his gaze to the jade tablet.

The jade tablet is divided into four major areas, categorized by Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding, both vertically and horizontally.

Each area is further divided into 2,500 grids.

According to what Nu Erwu said.

One grid represents ten acres of sea area.

The categories A, B, C, and D are based on water depth, with A being the deepest and D the shallowest. The deeper the water, the stronger the eerie atmosphere. Similarly, the deeper the water, the more monsters are kept in captivity, and the more types of monster seedlings are kept in captivity.

for example.

The Fish Lantern Monster is difficult to raise in waters no deeper than a thousand meters, yet it is highly valuable. Its flesh is incredibly delicious, and it produces the "Monster Lantern," whose liquid is said to promote the blood and qi of martial artists.

A single black-skinned fish of the highest quality is worth a thousand "blood coins," and the higher the quality, the more valuable it is.

There are other types of strange and bizarre creatures, etc.

After listening to Nu Erwu's explanation, Zhu Yu suddenly realized that the monsters were not only about the monster crystals, but also had great value in themselves.

"I'm getting anxious—"

"If only I hadn't fed Bai Jingjing's monster to the 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner'—"

At this moment, he also understood why the "Sea Dragon Gang" bought monsters for ten blood coins each, but when selling monster crystals, the shops only gave two blood coins—

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Nu Erwu politely reminded him, "Distinguished guest, what kind of treacherous site are you planning to rent? How many acres of sea area do you intend to rent?"

Zhu Yu snapped out of his reverie, his gaze falling on the vast, murky Class A sea area. After a moment's thought, he pointed at it and said in a deep voice, "If I wish to rent the entire area, what payment is required?"

Nu Erwu followed the direction of his finger, then suddenly fell silent. Coming to his senses, he smiled politely and said, "Honorable guest, you jest. There are still 200,000 mu of sea area remaining in District A that haven't been leased out. You—"

It paused, then gently reminded, "The haunted area in Zone A is valuable. If you wish to rent it, in addition to signing a 'blood pact,' you also need to prove that you can develop this haunted area—"

In plain terms...

Renting is fine, but you have to come up with "blood money" to prove you have the ability to develop a haunted place.

Zhu Yu had just exchanged 20,000 "blood coins," which was just enough to forge the "altar," so where would he get more "blood coins"?

However, he wasn't angry. Instead, he asked, "If I can provide proof, can I lease the entire 200,000 mu of sea area?"

Upon hearing this...

Bai Jingjing looked at Zhu Yu strangely, her eyes flashing with an odd light, as if she were thinking of something.

Nu Erwu paused for a moment, then bowed and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will go and consult with the manager."

Zhu Yu raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Never mind, I'll meet with your manager next time I come."

After saying that, he left the shop with a stunned Bai Jingjing.

Without lingering, they walked out of the black market.

Just came out of the black market.

Bai Jingjing glanced at the dim surroundings, then at Zhu Yu's shadowy figure. Suddenly, she felt a chill, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously asked, "My lord, may I follow you?"

Zhu Yu paused slightly, then asked without turning her head, "What abilities do you have?"

Seeing that there was hope, Bai Jingjing's expression brightened, and she hurriedly said, "Since I transformed into a ghost, I have been running a ghost market. I am very familiar with the blood, food, and habits of ghosts such as the 'Black-spine Ghost,' 'White-scaled Monster,' and 'Crimson Jade Pill.' If you wish to run a ghost market, I can take care of it for you—"

Zhu Yu listened without turning his head back.

Just as Bai Jingjing was feeling disappointed, a cold voice came from behind her.

"Who holds your 'blood pact'?"

Bai Jingjing was taken aback, then quickly replied, "The blood contracts for the monsters that we manage in the Shallow Sea Monster Arena are all in the hands of Steward Zheng."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a weight on her back, and a fierce, cold chill invaded her body, making her feel as if she were carrying a block of ancient ice.

Bai Jingjing's expression changed drastically.

Amidst laughter, Zhu Yu's cold voice rang out again.

"Take the ghost infant and retrieve your 'blood pact,' but don't cause any trouble, or else—"

Bai Jingjing suppressed the murderous intent that had just risen within her, bowed respectfully, and said, "Yes, sir."

When she straightened up, Zhu Yu was no longer in sight.

The icy chill emanating from her back, along with the incomprehensible murmurs and laughter, made her realize that what she had experienced several times that day was not an illusion.

Bai Jingjing's expression shifted for a few moments before she suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind and began to think about how to retrieve the "blood pact" from Steward Zheng.

Think about it.

A smile suddenly appeared on her pale face, and she murmured, "Manager Zheng is a smart man, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold his position for ten years. If I told him that I suffered heavy losses due to the 'Ghost Field' and married a 'Blood Fiend' ghost as a concubine, I'm sure he would—"

As she spoke, Bai Jingjing used her supernatural power to condense a water mirror and looked behind her. She saw a black infant sitting on her neck, holding her head. As if noticing her gaze, the infant suddenly turned its head, its mouth stretching to its ears, revealing a set of sharp fangs.

Her expression faltered for a moment, then she suddenly smiled and said, "He'll definitely know what's good for him—"

Having said that, he took light steps and returned to the Kowloon black market.

"They certainly have a lot of drama—"

Sensing the image projected by the strange infant, Zhu Yu shook his head with amusement, but Bai Jingjing's thoughts made him abandon the idea of ​​killing it.

He knows how to leverage power and use his brain; it won't ruin his plans, so keeping him around won't hurt. His experience will still be useful when the time comes to open up new avenues for intrigue.

Think no more.

He rode the escape light back to the quiet room he had previously opened, summoned the water ape to guard it outside, and focused on refining the "blood money" and constructing the "altar".

In just a few hours.

Inside, a blood-red "altar" shaped like a cauldron appeared, covered with intricate array patterns forged from "virtual crystals".

After transferring the strange power and confirming that it was unimpeded, Zhu Yu took out a magic artifact containing the aura of his "original body" and threw it onto it. He then transferred a stream of strange power into it, activating the magic array and using the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" to absorb the strange energy to supply power.

A dark halo appeared.

Not long after.

A vortex appeared.

Zhu Yu opened his Ghost Domain, throwing about 20,000 Ghost Crystals from Bai Jingjing's Ghost Field, along with several second-tier Ghost Materials from Qing Xuanzi, into the "Vortex," and then silently waited.

The next day.

The vortex trembled, and several streams of light burst forth from it, then turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

Zhu Yu raised his hand to take them, and the light subsided, manifesting as one emerald green bottle and ten brown stone bottles.

The elixir bottle contained ten "elixirs" made from the divinely bestowed fruit of "Starry Sky Wood".

Its main function is "life extension". Ordinary people can increase their lifespan by three Jiazi (60 years), first-level cultivators can increase it by about two Jiazi, and second-level cultivators can increase it by about one Jiazi, depending on their cultivation path.

The brown stone bottle contains ten portions of "Life Dew".

Zhu Yu nodded in satisfaction. He believed that no one could resist the desire to prolong life, and that it would surely fetch a high price.

After a moment's thought, he gently shook the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" to summon the soulless "Blood Arrow Frog," and with a light tap of his hand, he temporarily transferred a portion of his consciousness to take over its body.

He rolled up the "Longevity Pill" and the "Life Dew," turned around, leaped up, transformed into a blood-red light, left the sea, and headed straight for the shore.

The next few days.

Zhu Yu rode the "Blood Arrow Frog" and sold them all in various "black markets".

It's better to say something than to say it.

No one can escape the temptation of immortality.

Among them, the "Longevity Pill" was sold for 300,000 "blood money" per pill.

The "Life Elixir" is also quite valuable, selling for 200,000 "blood money" per serving.

After conversion...

In total, they received nearly five million in "blood money".

If it were replaced with Ghost Crystals, it would be 2.5 million pieces; if it were replaced with "Spirit Ruins Origin," it would be 25,000 Dao.

It can be described as incredibly generous.

Unfortunately, selling "Longevity Pills" and "Life Dew" attracted the attention of forces in "Covering the Moon City," otherwise, just selling "Longevity Pills" and "Life Dew" would have made a fortune.

"No rush—"

"Let's sell another batch after things calm down, or if that doesn't work, try selling in another major city—"

"Trading with other countries is still incredibly profitable—"

Zhu Yu was filled with mixed emotions. He temporarily suppressed his idea of ​​continuing to sell pills and waited a few days before returning to the Kowloon black market with millions of "blood money".

"This humble servant greets Your Excellency."

Bai Jingjing, overjoyed at regaining her freedom, greeted him respectfully.

Zhu Yu raised his hand to summon back the ghost infant, nodded slightly, and stepped into the black market. Soon, he arrived at the "Linhai Pavilion" again and stepped inside.

After a while.

With a smile, a thin, elderly man in fine clothes saw them off. Zhu Yu, along with Bai Jingjing, whose eyes were filled with excitement, left the shop and disappeared at the end of the street.

Hou Er, the manager of "Linhai Pavilion," watched Zhu Yu's retreating figure, his smile fading. He turned around, glanced at his rival, snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves back into the shop.