"Don't worry, we'll just give it a try."
Ning Zheng didn't offer much explanation.
Trying is always without harm.
There are two reasons.
Firstly, in their eyes, the spirit plant district is all waste.
But to Ning Zheng, it doesn't matter—everything can be used!
Afraid of sudden death?
They can't live longer than two months anyway.
Secondly, direct confrontation would require Three Elents Realm experts, who might get injured.
After the Red Moon, Great Cultivators from various families in the Three Elents Realm are generally old ancestors suppressing revolts, slightly injured, and unsuitable for battle.
However, to Ning Zheng, it's just deploying a fusion avatar to fight the boss, even if defeated, only the archer avatar would be injured.
It's essentially not a loss!
The most crucial thing is to fulfill the iron smith's wishes, right?
Through rampant discussions on the forum, Ning Zheng has mostly understood many things and knows how to manage them, being a competent Manor Master.
The process of theft is exciting, but it can't be stopped halfway; it must culminate in the most exhilarating climax.
A boss battle is essential!
This is what constitutes a competent event planner.
Even if defeated, the iron smiths would be happy, content, and self-reflective.
People co here to play gas for happiness.
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...
Jiucai Rong quickly finalized the specific transaction content.
It's just a formal process.
These second-hand Nether Artifacts and funerary goods have a market price.
Everyone in the circle has rules, so prices naturally can't be raised or lowered easily.
After negotiations, the manor ultimately spent three hundred thousand magic coins to purchase this ti's grave benefits from the four Demon Cultivator families.
Then, another ten thousand magic coins were spent to buy the batch of spirit plants from Shi Youxing.
Furthermore, the Shi Family generously gifted ten old storage bags found by tomb raiders to store these funerary goods.
Although this ti they spent a lot, all the iron smiths were delighted.
They essentially made a substantial profit.
Normally purchasing from Zhang Huaping, even funerary goods would be 80% more expensive.
Because of the tomb raiders reselling to fence rchants—smuggling teams transporting into the city—black market shops selling, several middlen earn profit margins.
Now?
Demon Cultivators digging graves live, direct sales from manufacturers, no middlen earning margins!
This wave can truly be described as a win-win for five parties.
Five families enjoyed the cooperation in this tomb raiding.
Ning Zheng saw this scene and nodded with a slight smile:
"Two thousand three hundred ghosts, not bad."
"Although their realm is Five Elents Realm, the maids aren't combat-type ghosts, how can you asure them by cultivation?"
"Getting them is absolutely not a loss because they can be considered investnt products!"
Indeed, in this world, the path of fierce ghosts has already integrated into life, closely bound.
Ghosts can also be investnt products.
As long as they have a place to root, they never expire.
Not only can they be used personally, they can protect the manor, and at any ti, they can be sold at high prices when market conditions are good, like the gold market, always valuable.
Of course.
The premise is you have official certification, not pulled out by the Red Sun.
Otherwise, if you hoard these best-selling maidservant ghosts and the Red Sun pulls them, you'll be left in tears.
After the Red Sun, during this ti.
Most uprooted ancestors re-root, return to rebuilt tombs, what does this ti an?
It ans, ancestors need to repurchase maidservants to serve them!
Hence, the prices of funerary maids and paper house buildings surge!
While other families sell themselves with face, they don't raise the price; purchasing at a normal rate, they've already profited greatly.
Of course, Ning Zheng chose not to sell this batch of maidservants.
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...
In the manor.
Two thousand beautiful won in white, two hundred beast-eared ladies, and a hundred demon beasts were successively transported via the teleportation array into the manor.
"Where is this place?"
"I'm scared."
Clad in white prison garnts, pitifully beautiful, with enchanting eyes that can speak, they look cautiously and nervously around.
"Don't overthink, we're good people."
Su Yuniang assud a serious and dignified deanor, "We are the No-Life Sect, here to save you!"
The female prisoners were montarily stunned.
"Really here to save us?"
"I'm just a lowly woman, having worshiped the statues of the No-Life Sect, barely seen a follower, how could they make such an effort to jailbreak us?"
"Indeed."
"I don't believe it."
"But what do we have worth deceiving?"
...
Over two thousand won discuss fervently.
"Quiet down."
Su Yuniang spoke seriously, "We will naturally prove it."
She summoned an iron smith who opened the shadow rice wine to demonstrate, directly pulling out a small whip and vigorously whipping a Hairpin Lady's belly.
"Ah!"
"Eek~!"
The shout from this Hairpin Lady was pleasant.
Once, twice...
Ten tis.
With a crackle.
A shadow archer erged.
"Look, it's born."
Su Yuniang proclaid loudly, "Ladies, this is the evidence. Aside from our No-Life Sect, who else possesses such Crazy Scholar techniques?"
The won were stunned, seemingly convinced.
Su Yuniang shouted, "We have no need to painstakingly deceive you, ti reveals true hearts."
At this ti.
A group of brick-carrying iron smiths returned to their dormitory, cleaned off the mud from their bodies, just stepped out, and their eyes turned wide, hiding in various structures, peering through the windows.
"So beautiful."
"Wow, so many big sisters."
"The scenery in this Otherworld is indeed nice; worthy of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, full of Spiritual Qi that nurtures beauties."
"Is this ga really free to play for ?"
"Wow, a spouse system, everyone gets one."
"Yeah right, there are over two thousand, everyone gets ten, okay."
"That big sister is so cute."
"Hehe, wife, wife, I'm going to have a wife, I'm going to buy a new big house."
"I wonder how much the bride price will be; I estimate about five hundred Magic Coins."
"No, that's nowhere near enough; the bride price in real life drains most of the parents' savings. Here, at the very least, it's half a year's salary. A diligent bricklayer blacksmith can average 200 Magic Coins a month; half a year is 1200 Magic Coins."
"Spending 1200 Magic Coins on a bride price sounds reasonable."
...
Many blacksmiths blushed.
They felt this expenditure of Magic Coins was very worthwhile.
anwhile, so female prisoners nearby pricked up their ears, shocked beyond belief.
One woman exclaid incredulously, "Two hundred Magic Coins a month? People here earn that much?"
"Is this true?" Another alluring yet dignified older woman in the crowd spoke up, evidently startled, "This can't be, right?"
Mind you, Zhang Huaping was at the pinnacle of Loose Cultivation, hunting a Five-Body Realm Demon Beast for a week only earned her about thirty Magic Coins.
After all, two hundred Magic Coins equate to a Lower Grade Magical Artifact.
A Loose Cultivator would need to save up for two to three years to afford one.
The earning pace of individuals here is just a smidge slower than the Five-Body Realm Perfection Loose Cultivation expert Zhang Huaping!
This is the good welfare Ning Zheng provides!
Her family prints money.
Lesser Loose Cultivators earning that much outside is virtually impossible!
Of course, the Manor's prices form their own economic circle, so no matter how much money is earned, it's all Manor-earned Manor-spent.
But it's different for those female prisoners.
They can barely afford to educate their children, so their families are impoverished and desperate, leading them to killing infants in hopes of nurturing a child with good talent to improve their family circumstances; how could they have seen people with such money?
Even if these blacksmiths seem a bit off and eccentric, they still make their hearts tremble, undeniably wealthy and foolish.
More so when they talk about giving them a bride price?
Several hundred Magic Coins are numbers they couldn't imagine in a lifeti, yet over a thousand Magic Coins for a bride price?
These people are too good!!
If true... Many female ghosts present, following their worldly logic, were imdiately moved and thought of remarrying instead.
anwhile, the blacksmiths exchanged glances.
They had no idea what was going on.
"She's looking at ."
"She's discovered I'm a handso dude."
"This is my charismatic allure, and my royal imposing presence is finally showing?"
They were all smiles.
The ga's instance rewards are simply too good!
Previously, many had seen the marriage system in gas, marrying NPCs in single-player gas is becoming commonplace.
But never had marrying NPCs been as exciting as it was at that mont.
"Hehehe, Cao the bandit turned out to be ."
"I truly love this Green Hat Manor!"
The green hats are everywhere.
Be the neighbor's old Wang.
So incredibly spicy!
Jiucai Rong strode over, "What are you looking at? You have intentions towards these female ghosts too, aren't you afraid of getting eaten, getting your Yang Qi sucked out, and dying from exhaustion?"
"Oh, I forgot, you guys don't have the tools for cris." Jiucai Rong mocked.
The blacksmiths imdiately protested, "You're filthy. This ga isn't adult-thed, but a pure romance is good too."
Nobody thought that you could get saucy in a ga.
But nobody cared about that either.
Because typically, in gas, the NPC marriage system is mostly about talking and companionship.
Jiucai Rong sneered and dispersed the spectating blacksmiths, "Quickly get those materials, buildings, sorted categorically, set them all up."
"Okay."
"I'll carry them."
A group of blacksmiths puffed up and showed off in front of the beauties, diligently moving bricks.
Ning Zheng saw that everything was pretty much set, and then quickly pushed open the Mountain Gate:
"The Manor Master has commanded that those purchased prisoners are not allowed to linger in the Manor and should be sent directly to the prison below the mountain."
All the blacksmiths' expressions froze.
"Can't we keep a few?" The Food God cautiously asked.
"No."
Ning Zheng sternly refused, speaking calmly, "First send them to prison; there's no place to accommodate two thousand people here, further discussions will be held later."
As he spoke, Ning Zheng instructed Embers and Su Yuniang to transport them down to the Manor in batches.
He estimated he would be very tired tonight.
The Continuing Ash Talisman couldn't be used.
Because there were too many, it was unaffordable to use.
He was in the Four Viscera Realm, barely able to easily root in the Five-Body Realm Ghosts.
But this number was explosive, over two thousand attendants, rooting them one by one, rooting over two thousand of them, he figured he would be completely drained.
Ning Zheng sighed and asked Su Yuniang to lead the way by tying them up one by one with a rope, while he himself watched them from behind among the vast group of attendants.
Woo-hoo-hoo.
In the Manor, several blacksmiths watched the distant backs of the group at the gate and cried out in grievance, weeping bitterly.
"Indeed the Green Hat Manor Master; one would think he leads by example, strictly green himself, unexpectedly he's strictly green us."
Even more were bawling like a flower covered in tears:
"Waaah, I want a wife, I want a wife, Manor Master, you Tauren, give a wife, I'll double the brick-moving every day, all Magic Coins handed over, isn't that okay, wife, I want a wife~"
The cries of these people left the female prisoners behind dumbfounded.
What kind of people are these?
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...
Under the night sky.
The screams behind gradually faded away.
Ning Zheng walked down the mountain path, checked the Qi Fortune, nothing changed, and descended the mountain in his old steward's identity.
These prisoners indeed were docile and compliant, no one dared to escape.
They were all society's underclass won, naturally fearing Cultivators.
Or perhaps, "No-Life Sect" saved them, giving them hope.
The won didn't run, but several Demon Beasts and Beast-eared Ladies occasionally tried to test the waters, making Ning Zheng have to keep a close watch.
These three hundred prisoners weren't from No-Life Sect, and they had so level of Cultivation, thus were the most likely to escape.
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