I was banned by the Revitalization event.

Jiang Zhe came to work at No. 1 Middle School. He didn't care much; it was just one more person or one less person, and it wasn't his salary anyway.

What he cares about most.

It's still this group of wealthy heretical cultivators, and their resources.

The promised attack.

It's been delayed for almost half a week.

How can people from evil sects be so untrustworthy?

Qin Luo was a little angry.

"No?"

Jiang Zhe paused, scratched his head, and then said uncertainly, "It's also possible that they've focused their attention on the Liaozhou auction this month and don't have time to pay attention to you right now... That's probably it. At such an annual event, the demand for rare and precious materials that appear there won't be small."

"Are they planning to rob us outright?" Qin Luo thought to himself.

A rogue cultivator wreaks havoc at an auction—this is a plot device that's always popular in urban fantasy novels.

Conflicts create opportunities.

There is a chance.

He can take advantage of the situation and profit from it.

Although robbing the resources of the righteous is immoral, if the evil cultivators take back the resources they have seized, isn't that acting on behalf of Heaven and upholding justice?

Qin Luo was eager to try.

“No, no, no, they usually buy. Even if they do make a move, it's something that happens when the major families return to their bases,” Jiang Zhe smiled. “The righteous cultivators are several times more powerful than them, and those evil sects are also quite wealthy, at least much richer than us.”

"What kind of money could an evil sect have?" Qin Luo was stunned.

"There are plenty."

Jiang Zhe stated matter-of-factly, briefly listing examples: "For instance, the Seven Star Sect is in the shipping business, holding shares in many major ports worldwide. They've been very successful in generating foreign exchange in recent years, and they're law-abiding. Rumor has it that the higher-ups are preparing to officially recognize them. The Five Poisons Sect has been very strong in biotechnology these past two years. And then there's the Joyful Union Sect; they're behind four currently popular girl groups. They also own two large live-streaming platforms and an entertainment company. Judging from the recent trends, it seems they're planning to enter the high-end luxury goods market..."

Qin Luo: "..."

Are all heretical sects in peacetime this outrageous?

"The members of the evil sects are all so rich, why do they still need to cause trouble?" Qin Luo couldn't understand.

That's how you run a company.

Wouldn't it be better to just focus on developing the real economy?

“Since cultivators are divided into righteous and evil, it is naturally because their ideologies are incompatible.” Jiang Zhe shook his head. “Their sect’s ideology is destined to be to go to any lengths for cultivation, and developing industries is also for the purpose of improving their realm. Moreover, these industries can only be enjoyed by internal personnel. As for the outside rogue cultivators, they have to go and seek out what they want themselves.”

Qin Luo understood.

No wonder those who come out to cause trouble are all of Bi Zhiyi's caliber; they're all small fry.

Or.

Bi Zhiyi is already considered top-tier.

Chatting all the way, the three of them arrived at the entrance of Xianning No.1 Middle School.

It's still early.

The morning light is dim.

After returning to the classroom, Qin Luo opened the insulated lunchbox and began to eat the special breakfast prepared by Jiang Qiaomiao.

The porridge was still hot and smelled delicious.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but there's a faint floral scent on the spoon.

The rice was cooked until very sticky, and the saltiness was just right. There was plenty of green vegetables and shredded lean meat. There was nothing particularly special about it, but it was quite delicious. It was just the ordinary taste of homemade cooking, very natural.

That really touched my heart.

Qin Luo drank it slowly and deliberately.

At this moment, his deskmate Zhou Ming also arrived, carrying a bag of jam-filled bread.

I returned to my seat.

Seeing Qin Luo eating such exquisite porridge and snacks, he was stunned for a moment, then put his schoolbag into the drawer. "Old Qin, you've struck it rich! You're eating well."

"Fortunately."

Qin Luo said casually and nodded.

He only earned fifty million.

Not worth mentioning.

Zhou Ming chuckled, not taking it seriously, and sat down to casually munch on his bread.

"Bro, the new version came out yesterday, why didn't you log in? Let me tell you, the new hero is ridiculously strong. If you don't hurry up and climb the ranks before they're nerfed, you'll never have another chance..."

They were just talking.

Zhou Ming's voice gradually faded away.

He stared at Qin Luo's lunchbox, touched his chin, and the more he looked, the more something seemed off.

It looks familiar.

"Old Qin, your lunchbox looks a lot like Teacher Jiang's."

"Is that so?"

Qin Luo sucked on the spoon, looked down at the pink plastic lunchbox with a few lilies drawn on it, it was quite pretty.

Zhou Ming glanced at it several times.

Surprised.

Pointing incredulously to a scratch on it:

"Is this Teacher Jiang's lunchbox? I saw Teacher Jiang using this lunchbox at the restaurant last week!"

As the youngest and most beautiful female teacher in the entire school, Jiang Qiaomiao naturally gained immense popularity and attention among the students. Moreover, although she walked to work every morning, she was picked up and dropped off by a private driver after school, making her a genuine little rich girl.

Early in the morning.

Why would Qin Luo be drinking porridge from Jiang Qiaomiao's lunchbox?

A bolt from the blue struck my heart.

Zhou Ming clutched his chest, feeling as if he had lost a love that hadn't even happened yet, and seemed unlikely to happen at all.

Seeing the pained expression on my deskmate's face.

Qin Luo was ultimately a kind person. He put down his spoon, paused for a moment, and said with a heavy heart:

"I haven't thought of an excuse yet, can you make one up for me?"

Zhou Ming: "..."

Looking at Zhou Ming's hesitant and melancholy expression.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

In a daze.

Qin Luo suddenly felt that his state of mind had improved a bit.

It was a feeling of complete integration, as if the world had become a little closer to me, and my spiritual energy had become smoother.

Dao Heart +1.

After a long pause, Zhou Ming said with a pained expression:

"...You must have forgotten your lunchbox, and Teacher Jiang kindly lent it to you, right?"

Think about it too.

How could Qin Luo, a poor student, possibly have any connection with a great beauty like Jiang Qiaomiao?

He's just a little bit good-looking, a little bit handsome.

There was absolutely no overlap...

"Yes, that's right. I was never kept by Teacher Jiang."

Qin Luo said seriously.

He patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder.

Zhou Ming: "..."

Dao Heart +1.

……

Throughout the day, Zhou Ming, heartbroken from his breakup, worked hard and stopped using his phone, quietly doing practice problems. His math teacher was surprised and praised him, saying that if he continued like this, he could easily get into a top university.

Qin Luo was reading a book in his seat.

Quietly reflect.

Although I really don't want to admit it, the facts are right in front of me. His Heavenly Dao seems to be just as Tang Yi said, it is not human.

But how should we do this?

Qin Luo doesn't consider himself a good person, but he's definitely not a bad one either.

He was inherently kind and yearned for justice.

This is him.

Completely unaware of how to inflict pain on others, they use this evil method to rapidly elevate their own Heavenly Dao realm.

This is troublesome.

Qin Luo frowned and wrote option D on the multiple-choice question.

After Zhou Ming secretly glanced at it and copied it, he added two strokes and changed it to the correct B.

Chapter 47 All Three Must Be Included