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Yan Xiaobao wandered around the market for a while, visiting a few herbal shops. When he returned to the roasting oven, his forehead was furrowed, and he was sighing repeatedly.
"This (product quality) is outright deceitful! Especially the Earth Dragon Fruit. It's just a fruit that grows underground. Why is it so expensive!?" Yan Xiaobao realized that based on the current situation, he basically couldn't obtain the longevity pills that prolong aging.
He essentially had no concept of money. To him, no amount of wealth could compare to longevity. Unfortunately, he was embarrassingly short on funds at the mont. Furthermore, he knew that though his elder brothers had rather sizable bellies, their pockets were as empty as his. They were definitely not wealthier than him.
While no one was willing to let them eat so food from the oven's supplies, if they tried to sell that food, the Supervision Departnt would certainly catch wind of it and would not be pleased.
After considering the matter from various angles, Yan Xiaobao couldn't co up with an idea to make money, except by selling so spirit enhancent items.
But that didn't seem right to do. He continued pondering the matter for a few more days. On a particularly early morning, when he heard the sect's summoned bell ringing out, he sat cross-legged in his hut to cultivate.
The sound was not very loud and soon faded away. Yan Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes. The bell's ringing didn't surprise him. In fact, they rang every month. He learned from Fatty Zhang that these bells signaled the servants were undergoing fire trials, and whoever succeeded would beco an Outer Sect Disciple.
For those ambitious servants eager to beco Outer Sect Disciples, the first step to crossing the threshold like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate is reaching the third level of Qi Condensation. Then they can choose a fire trial. The fire trial is rely a stone stairway path leading to the mountain peak. However, this path is imbued with magical power, making each step extraordinarily challenging. Anyone able to succeed in reaching the summit qualifies to beco an Outer Sect Disciple.
Unfortunately, spots in the Outer Sect are limited, so only the top three competitors can enter the best ranks. After all, there are many servants within the Soul Sect, with thousands just along the South Shore. Therefore, there is always intense competition for success.
Of course, the mbers of the oven would rather die from hunger inside the oven than attempt climbing the steps to the Outer Church. Hence, on this special day every month, they sneer at the commotion.
Yan Xiaobao closed his eyes. However, monts later, they snapped open, displaying a peculiar expression. Then they began to sparkle excitedly, as a new idea ford in his mind. He stood up and began pacing back and forth in his hut. After considering this idea for a long ti, a pleased expression appeared on his face.
"This is the ticket!" he exclaid loudly. Then he shoved open the door and shouted to Big Fatty Zhang and the others, who were discussing which unlucky servant might be promoted to an Outer Sect Disciple.
"Brother, I've figured out how to get rich, but I need your help. Then we can all get rich together!" He licked his lips, looking at Fatty Zhang and the others, his eyes sparkling with excitent.
Big Fatty Zhang recognized this expression; when Yan Xiaobao ca up with the idea of thickening the bottom of bowls, his expression was the sa. Considering how beneficial this idea was to the oven, Big Fatty Zhang couldn't wait to hear Yan Xiaobao's thoughts.
"Fatty Number Nine, what's your plan? Honestly, we're all dirt poor, and that's because of that damned Supervision Departnt. If it weren't for them, we could sell so of our stuff and beco very wealthy!" Big Fatty Zhang patted Yan Xiaobao's shoulder, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Yan Xiaobao looked around at his elder brothers, whose eyes seed to sparkle like Spirit Stones as they stared at him. Fatty Zhang's eyes looked like they might burst into flas. Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, feeling a little proud.
"Brothers, look at this. The three peaks of Spirit Creek Sect have fire trials every month, giving our servants the chance to transform, like fish jumping over the dragon's gate, right?" Yan Xiaobao glanced at everyone, looking charming and innocent.
Fatty Zhang nodded in response.
"But, the sect only wants the best side. So no matter how many participate in the fire trial, only the top three disciples from each peak are selected. Am I right?" He licked his lips, his eyes beginning to shine. Fatty Zhang listened thoughtfully.
Although others seed confused, a repeated expression could also be seen on Third Fatty's face.
Fatty Zhang looked at Yan Xiaobao, his eyes also starting to sparkle. "You an...."
"Considering your cultivation base, elder brothers, and my level, it's easy to sweep through the trials with the fires of all three mountains..." Yan Xiaobao looked around at his elder brothers. They all had cultivation bases at the third level of Qi Condensation; Big Fatty Zhang and Third Fatty Hei were actually at the peak of the third level. If it weren't for their reluctance to leave the oven, which suppressed their cultivation base, they could have broken through to a new level long ago.
"So," Yan Xiaobao continued, "what we need to do is reach the peak quickly and secure the top three spots. Then, we can...sell them to those following behind us!" He paused, looking at Fatty Zhang and the others.
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