Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Tushan Immortal City

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense swept across.

More than thirty Golden Pill cultivators, over seven hundred thousand at the stages of Qi cultivation and Foundation Building!

The Immortal City had expanded time and time again, extending beyond the eighth ring. The triple grade superior Spiritual Vein could no longer suffice for its needs, necessitating an annual injection of over twenty million low-grade Spirit Stones into the Spiritual Vein. Only in this way could the cultivation for such a number of cultivators be sustained, and even then, Elixirs were necessary to supplement it, otherwise, there wouldn’t be enough.

The commerce and industry of the Immortal City was experiencing an unprecedented boom!

Cultivators from various powers constantly compared Magic Tools, Treasures, Talismans, and Elixirs from different vendors, bargaining and asking for teachings. Once an agreement was reached, they would summon the maiden in a green skirt to act as a witness to the signing of the trade pact. After that, they would pay a tax ranging from three to five percent.

This was mandatory. Without this trade pact, it was impossible for a ship loaded with goods to sail out of Tushan Immortal City.

Don’t even think about evading taxes or the seller and buyer colluding to sign fraudulent contracts.

A little bit less is still okay.

If it’s too much, there are stations manned by the Tushan maiden groups along the way.

While they ensured the safety of the trade routes, they also performed the duty of tax inspection. Discovering any underpaid taxes would result in fines that would pain any shop owner. For many, it would be like their years of effort went to waste.

If it were a major case of tax evasion, the heads of many would roll.

”Blood Cloud and the Tushan maiden group should have no failures,”

Jiang Ding judged.

In the world of cultivation, there’s no such thing as a market economy. If your sword isn’t sharp, and you fail on the battlefield, whatever kind of once-in-a-millennium business genius you are, it’s all in vain. You would be slaughtered like a pig by others.

Jiang Ding searched in his Storage Jade Pendant for a moment, flipping out this year’s financial report, which was the most important.

Of course, ensuring the safety of the Tushan maidens was the top priority. After that, the financial report was most important.

He was not one of those cultivators who only loved Spirit Stones and was indifferent to the lives of others.

A line of text caught his eye.

”Two hundred and thirty million low-grade Spirit Stones!”

”Every year!”

At the sight of the figure, Jiang Ding’s eyes sparkled, shining brightly.

This was no metaphor.

The light around him brightened by more than tenfold as golden sword-shaped stars popped out of his eyes, drifting in all directions, floating out of the roof, attracting the curious gaze of the green-skirted maid on duty.

”Stay calm!”

”Stay calm! The great Heavenly Monarch Jiang mustn’t act as if he has never seen the world before.”

Jiang Ding waved his hand and swept away the golden stars around him, then continued reading.

”Agricultural taxes and Immortal City’s own taxes from Spirit Fields, mines, and Spiritual Lakes added up to sixty-two million; the rest all came from commercial taxes.”

”Among them, the tax contribution from Elixir cultivation reached thirty-seven million, a several-fold increase, and there’s still a trend for improvement. It is the pillar of the Immortal City’s Alchemy industry...”

”The Nine Elements Spiritual Ginseng has done well. Issue him a bonus of six hundred and sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty low-grade Spirit Stones,”

Jiang Ding noted down the instruction.

After pondering for a moment,

he took out the Luoxu Clan’s cultivation techniques for Elixirs from his memory, upgraded them with the knowledge he possessed, named it ”Tushan Spirit Farming Primer,” and made a copy to be placed in Tushan Immortal City’s Sutra Pavilion.

—Although he was not a specialist in cultivating Spiritual Plants and hadn’t delved deep into research, his years of extensive reading and lowering some common agricultural knowledge from the Xianmen Sect to the masses was more than enough to upgrade the Luoxu Clan’s heritage, and it didn’t violate the Xianmen Oath.

”Someone, take this to Nine Elements Spiritual Ginseng to commend him for his achievements this year,”

Jiang Ding handed over a storage bag containing a red packet and the ”Tushan Spirit Farming Primer.”

”Yes!”

A green-skirted maiden with familiar rabbit ears appeared from her Concealment, curtsied, took the storage bag, and vanished out of sight.

Her ability to appear and disappear so mysteriously was completely influenced by Jiang Ding, under the guise of constantly practicing her Concealment Spell.

The effect was not bad.

Searching for the enemy on the battlefield, fleeing when the situation was unfavorable, hiding when the situation was unclear, the Tushan maiden group always had a much higher success rate than others, and as a result, this practice became a rule passed down within the teaching institutions of the Tushan maiden group.

”You, wait a second.”

Jiang Ding suddenly spoke up, as if he had remembered the name of the rabbit-eared maid in the green dress before him.

The rabbit-eared maid’s body stiffened, and she turned around, her ears reddening slightly as she said in a dazed cute voice, ”Young Master?”

She was petite, with a beautiful and lovely appearance, black hair that fell to her waist, and she seemed to be easily embarrassed, looking down and not daring to look at people.

With a mid-stage Foundation Building cultivation base, just standing there, she seemed to be bathed in moonlight on her jade-like face, adding a layer of shimmering glow.

A maiden from the Rabbit Tribe of the Demon Race, her Earth-grade Moonlight Bloodline was equivalent to a human Sky Spiritual Root.

”Yu Bai... your name is Yu Bai, right?”

Jiang Ding fell into his memories.

It seemed like thirty-nine years had passed since the last time he saw the Demon Race maiden. The girl who was at the initial stages of Qi cultivation was now a mid-stage Foundation Building Cultivator.

”Yes, Young Master!”

Yu Bai lifted her head, her body twisting uneasily, and she said in a soft voice, ”Do you require my service in bed? Can it wait until after the Golden Pill stage? Otherwise, my cultivation speed will decrease...”

She pleaded with a hint of guilt.

Although Tushan Sword Cultivators were known to be cold-hearted and bloodthirsty, they followed their own rules and almost never violated them, which gave her the courage to speak in such a way.

And it didn’t seem strange to her; it was, after all, part of a maiden’s duty.

”...”

Jiang Ding was taken aback.

What kind of mess was this?

”You can let Bai Hualing and Kong Yu Ling serve you in bed first!”

Seeing that the person in front of her wasn’t speaking, Yu Bai felt a bit hollow inside. Her little mind worked furiously, and she suddenly walked over to one part of the palace, pulling out a girl clad in five-colored wings, and then ran to another spot to pull out a beautiful girl with three fluffy, fiery red tails.

Bai Hualing of the Three-tailed Fox Tribe, and Kong Yu Ling from the Five-Colored Peacock Clan.

Yu Bai might have looked tender and vulnerable, but she was actually quite crafty. Facing imminent danger, she immediately sold out her close sisters.

However, Bai Hualing and Kong Yu Ling didn’t seem angry. Their eyes sparkled as they looked at the young man in green clothes before them, their monarch.

Especially Bai Hualing from the Three-tailed Fox Tribe.

Dual Cultivation was not only harmless to her cultivation base, but it would also actually speed up her cultivation process and stabilize her foundation. The higher the level of the Cultivator she practiced with, the more pronounced this effect was.

”Er...”

”You misunderstand... let’s talk about it later, go on with your duties.”

Jiang Ding didn’t want to show weakness and shook his head.

He now understood why the three Demon Race maidens were here.

In Tushan Immortal City, the maidens with the highest cultivation base were now at mid-stage Foundation Building.

Those with higher cultivation bases had gone to the Northern Plains to participate in the war, where there was a severe shortage of personnel, especially the trustworthy green-dressed maidens who were desperately needed.

As the maidens in Tushan Immortal City with the highest cultivation and most achievements, the three were qualified for the duty of guarding maidens.

”Oh!”

Yu Bai patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief as if she had received a pardon, and quickly disappeared from sight.

Her Moonlight Jade Rabbit Bloodline required a virgin body for cultivation, an instinct brought about by her bloodline.

”Oh...”

Bai Hualing and Kong Yu Ling, on the other hand, dragged out their tones, looking quite regretful.