Once, a certain scoundrel who owed ten trillion credits laid out a philosophy.
How does one build a grand enterprise?
By buying, rging, expanding, scaling, and optimizing.
It sounded like nonsense, but a fundantal truth lay hidden within it.
Acquisitions and rgers brought allies and assistance; expanding territory secured resources; and scaling up thickened one's defense. When all these factors aligned, things would naturally improve, wouldn't they?
Of course, the quality of a thodology had no guaranteed link to its practical outco, because people remained the core variable deciding everything.
Wang Yulou had no intention of blindly copying a failure's thodology, yet so of his own strategies were not particularly unique either.
He simply employed his utmost sincerity, patience, and effort, harboring a cautious and reverent heart to gradually approach a specific possibility and goal.
At the Clear Stream Market racetrack, Wang Yulou and the old Patriarch sat on the highest level of the spectator stands.
Pointing at the various facilities across the racetrack, Wang Yulou spoke to the Patriarch about the pitfalls he had encountered over the years.
"Patriarch, horse racing is not an absolute necessity for cultivators. Unlike spiritual pills and talismans, whether they watch the races or not has no impact on their cultivation."
"Therefore, from a business perspective, my decision to lead the family's investnt into the Clear Stream Market racetrack back then was actually quite a miscalculation."
"Over the past few years, I had to constantly scramble and innovate just to keep this investnt from losing money."
"In the future, our Wang Clan must learn from this lesson. We cannot invest heavily in industries that cultivators do not strictly need. The risk is simply too high."
Wisdom ca from experience, and Yulou had truly been shaken. For the past few years, the investnt in the racetrack had been the heaviest boulder weighing on his heart.
Even though that boulder had finally been lifted, he still felt a lingering dread.
"Haha, Yulou, you are being overly modest again. Though you make a good point, we must indeed be careful moving forward."
"But as you see, you also clearly understand that a cultivator's advancent is the absolute priority. Do you have any plans regarding your own future cultivation?"
Yulou had spent a solid ten years rooted in Clear Stream Market, progressing from the second layer of Qi Induction to his current seventh layer of Qi Induction, while also fully mastering the cultivation path.
In truth, he could already return ho to cultivate, but the Patriarch still wanted to ask Yulou about his personal intentions.
This was his respect for Yulou—yes, genuine respect.
The rigid model of a feudal patriarch had long been discarded by the Wang Clan. To survive in the cultivation world, a clan had to remain united.
Over these years, Yulou had earned the full respect of Patriarch Wang Xianmao through his own achievents and success.
"Once this Talisman Master Competition in Clear Stream Market concludes, I intend to return to the clan first. I will focus on cultivating until I reach the Qi Refining stage and patch up the various techniques and thods I currently lack."
"True Person Danri's guidance back then was explicit. I should join Dripdrop Cave after reaching the Qi Refining stage. I will still require the clan's assistance regarding that matter."
For a cultivator, the level of one's cultivation base was one aspect—in fact, the primary aspect.
However, supplentary arts, various spells, thods of magical combat, and escape techniques could not be neglected either. Otherwise, one would beco a flawed cultivator who could not go far.
The several Foundation Establishnt cultivators that Wang Xianzhou had slain were all individuals who had failed to forge a sufficiently deep foundation during their Qi Refining stage. Yulou was determined to avoid that pitfall.
He needed a high cultivation base, but even more so, he needed the strength to ensure his own safety!
"You are willing to just walk away from such a massive operation here in Clear Stream Market?"
The Patriarch was deeply astonished, surprised by Yulou's open-mindedness and detachnt.
Both the Hundred Treasures Pavilion and the Clear Stream Market racetrack had been built from scratch by Yulou, piece by piece.
"No matter how large the operation, it belongs to the clan. If I weren't standing on the shoulders of the clan, I could never have achieved what I have today relying solely on myself."
Understanding one's position was a form of wisdom.
Wang Yulou's long stay in Clear Stream Market was partly due to the clan's arrangents and partly because the laws of heaven and earth were locked down. However, this period of laying low would eventually end, and he would return to his primary duty of cultivation.
After reaching the Qi Refining stage, every single day and hour could be spent cultivating to his heart's content. How could Yulou bear to waste his ti on running a business?
"Furthermore, Patriarch, our business operations in Clear Stream Market have pretty much reached their limit. We discussed this point before."
Wang Xianmao shook his head, asking with hidden aning.
"Has it really reached the limit? Yulou, I might be getting older, but my mind isn't muddled yet. Tell your true thoughts."
Evidently, the wise Patriarch had discerned that Yulou was holding sothing back.
Wang Yulou felt a brief flash of awkwardness, but he quickly adjusted his composure.
"Patriarch, a man's wealth can bring about his ruin. The Great Goods Store being taken over by the sect is a pri example."
"Yes, part of it involved our dealings with True Person Xuanzhuan."
"But fundantally, the innovative business model represented by the Great Goods Store holds imnse value, and the current Wang Clan simply lacks the strength to protect it."
"You should be able to understand this point."
"When I said the Wang Clan has hit a limit in the way of business, this is exactly what I ant."
"If our Wang Clan can produce more Foundation Establishnt cultivators in the future, we can naturally attempt more ventures."
"Otherwise, it is better not to hand precious opportunities over to others on a silver platter."
The Patriarch nodded repeatedly, yet he pushed further with another question.
"Look at it this way—if our Wang Clan cannot protect it alone, why not find an ally to run it together?"
"Isn't that exactly how you handled the racetrack? Operating it alongside the Yang family has made it incredibly prosperous now."
Cooperation was indeed a good thod, which Yulou admitted.
"We can find allies, Patriarch, but this involves the issue of leadership and control."
"In the cultivation world, control over an industry's operations is not determined by the shares one holds, but by sheer power."
"Our Wang Clan is facing a bottleneck in terms of overall strength. Partnering with a powerful ally might help us, but we would lose leadership right from the start."
"If we look for a weaker ally, we might retain control for a long ti, but then we lose the fundantal purpose of seeking an ally in the first place."
"It leaves us stuck in a dilemma. Having gained experience in Clear Stream Market for so long, I have yet to find a way to break through this deadlock."
The lack of progress with the racetrack had prompted Yulou to engage in a lot of contemplation and self-reflection.
Too many concepts and experiences from his past life could not simply be copied into the cultivation world. The initial failure of the racetrack was the perfect proof.
Yulou's response at this mont was the ultimate conclusion of his many reflections and judgnts—everything would eventually return to the principle that might makes right.
The Wang Clan relied on the Mangxiang lineage as a backer, allowing them to borrow strength, but borrowed strength was ultimately not their own.
For a clan to flourish, numbers could provide strength, but the prerequisite for that strength was a sufficiently powerful backbone—there had to be a formidable core individual!
"Haha, Yulou, oh Yulou. I was actually worried that your success in Clear Stream Market might affect your Dao heart."
"Looking at it now, this old Patriarch completely underestimated you. Hahaha!"
Wang Xianmao stood up with a grand laugh, leading Yulou as they flew down into the racetrack to begin the day's work.
The scale of the Clear Stream Market Talisman Master Competition was entirely different now. Due to the Patriarch's intervention, the event had been put on a fast track.
The venue had also shifted from the open ground in front of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to the racetrack, perfectly aligning with the principle of maximizing scale.
With Yulou assisting him, Wang Xianmao began utilizing wood-elental arts to alter the terrain in the center of the racetrack, shaping the arena where the grand competition would soon take place.
"In truth, Yulou, compared to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, I am far more satisfied with your managent of the racetrack."
"The Hundred Treasures Pavilion stocks our clan's goods, so it will always bring in a baseline revenue. Success there wasn't difficult."
"But this racetrack was pulled out of a deficit step by step. It was precisely because of your success with the racetrack that I dared to let you open the Great Goods Store."
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