Ning Zheng naturally didnât know about Jiao Wuyu and his groupâs predicament within the Dragon Race; maybe Ning Jiaojiao really did have a bunch of younger siblings.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldnât care.
Everyone has their own setbacks and opportunities; where on the Immortal Path is there smooth sailing all the way?
Just as now.
At this moment, Ning Zheng felt his luck wasnât going very well.
+2
+2
...
+150,000!
Ning Zheng watched amidst the crowd, frowning slightly: "Why canât I leave? I want to go back to the manor!"
But they came in batches to travel, so he could only wait here.
"Itâs a loss; leaving feels like losing horribly." Ning Zheng sighed deeply.
Yet he couldnât not leave; he couldnât simply not go home.
The manorâs affairs still needed to be dealt with.
"Forget it; thereâs plenty of time ahead, squat through the peak period, then go back after a few hours."
Ning Zheng mused aloud; after several hours, the entire city descended into night, yet Qi Fortune hadnât waned.
Ning Zheng watched in silence.
Nighttime tourists still flooded in, with everyone coming to tap the fingers, turning it into a fashionable trend. If you didnât tap and show off back home, youâre embarrassed to call yourself a scholar.
Xirong Divine Craftsmanâs reputation was greater than imagined.
He directly found an inn to sleep in, even in sleep it was +2+2+2.
By the next morning.
Ning Zheng awoke early, ready to head back, only to find yet another population peak period had emerged.
Ning Zheng: "..."
Wasnât letting him return to the manor, right.
He was always frugal, even the awakening from dizzy spells had to be a waiting game to bottom out, so he continued to wait.
Until in the afternoon when this peak period finally ended.
He felt that the peak caused by Sword Fairyâs pronouncement had just about passed, then worn out in body and spirit returned to the manor through the teleportation array.
He quietly swore to himself.
Definitely need to create something to help him absorb Qi Fortune Value, and leave it here!
Otherwise, being imprisoned here, squatting like a cashier collecting Qi Fortune Value, whatâs the difference with an Earth-bound Spirit??
...
Back at Sword Casting Manor.
Ning Zheng looked at the Qi Fortune Value gains from these past two days.
380,000 Qi Fortune Value.
Adding the daily fixed dividends, totaling 200,000 over two days, now yielding 580,000.
Ning Zheng felt exceedingly pleased.
Though it would gradually decrease in the future, the profit should remain quite substantial.
Ultimately, a large city was ideal for harvesting.
After all, a city with tens of millions, even billions of population, the power of the masses is grand and vast.
Nonetheless, Ning Zheng also thoroughly acknowledged Xirongâs reputation!
Otherwise, there simply wouldnât be an opportunity to harvest a city.
The wave of salvation left hidden wealth and networking that was overwhelmingly vast.
"No wonder others wanted to steal the recognition, topping it with Xirong Divine Craftsmanâs name."
Having had breakfast, Ning Zheng also refrained from returning to the residence downhill, directly heading up to the manor.
Though he plotted to step around the "emergence" threshold repeatedly, the foundation for development remained Sword Casting Manor.
With hard planning all around, wasnât it all to earn more and support this troupe of little iron smiths?
Ning Zheng ascended the mountain.
Jiucai Rong still scurried over excitedly.
Ning Zheng casually tossed a scrollbook, "This is the Xinyi Official Gazette, Iâve paid for a yearâs subscription, itâll display daily through the earth vein."
Previously, Nine-State had newspapers.
Something like newspapers was already modestly popular in Chinaâs Tang Dynasty on Earth; here, itâs a scholarly golden age, how could there not be any?
Previously, it was just paper media.
Now, the age of Immortal Artifacts in Nine-State has arrived; people have adapted, producing new magical artifact products connected to earth veins.
These houses know how to profit.
Even Ning Zheng felt envious; the foundational sales arenât small, daily yields pile up greatly.
Over this century, these folks quickly partitioned every blank market of the Immortal Artifact era.
Having entered the arena a hundred years late, he felt some heartache for the lost opportunity!
As for being tracked and discovered?
It wasnât just Ning Zheng reading the newspaper; Nine-State has many readers, nothing unusual about it.
Jiucai Rong accepted the newspaper, the first headline read: [Xirong Divine Craftsman Emerges], evidently very popular.
Ning Zheng paid no mind to Jiucai Rong reading the newspaper, his gaze directed towards the little iron smiths.
One by one fluffy, adorned with various knots all over, bearing an inexplicable eerie beauty.
Obviously, the Human God character has been played into some tricks by them over these days.
"Howâs the situation?" Ning Zheng asked.
Jiucai Rong withdrew his gaze from the newspaper, saying: "Not bad, the Human God character offers us control over the fur, a certain upfront advantage, after all, now, the meridian system incorporated One Heart Realm."
"We essentially preemptively grasped abilities that come with the One Heart Realm."
Thatâs the way it is.
But essentially, youâre externally substantive meridians, theirs are internally substantive, internal is obviously harder to control.
"Strive to develop an Immortal Beast race." Ning Zheng remarked, "Merge the bloodlines of Human God and other Divine Beasts, the Immortal Path and Divine Techniques will allow our manorâs smiths to rise."
"We think the same!" Jiucai Rong replied earnestly.
Ning Zheng nodded, "Keep up the good work."
Actually, the single tank cost now long exceeds 10 Magic Coins for a reincarnation.
After all, Divine Beast tanks, bought back for millions of Magic Coins, reincarnating them practically costs hundreds, thousands of Magic Coins.
As for Human God tanks, theyâre priceless across all Nine-State, unique to this place, tens of billions of Magic Coins canât fetch it.
Reincarnating them for 10 Magic Coins is a dead loss.
But now with the reincarnation frequency increasing, hundreds of Magic Coins per reincarnation are gradually starting to break even.
Yet, future Immortal Beast races might cost thousands, or even tens of thousands of Magic Coins per deployment.
Still, the smithsâ profit capabilities are increasing too.
Generally speaking, costs have risen, but earnings have also grown.
Ning Zheng went to Hairpin Lady Tower, discovering fluffy half-blooded Qilin Children.
Still those adorable Qilin Lolitas, only their palms seemed like wearing fuzzy gloves.
They sat on chairs, fuzzy gloves extruding threads one by one, knitting, weaving, helping them sew clothes.
"So fun, so fun."
"You ever heard of multitasking?"
"This is a humanoid sewing machine!"
...
They played gleefully.
Ning Zheng watched, dumbfounded, "Have they applied this practically?"
"Indeed, the Human God bloodline holds significant advantages for these Hairpin Ladies," Jiucai Rong commented, "but itâs a considerable advantage for them."
Jiucai Rongâs face full of envy, each version of power.
This current version, the Hairpin Ladies took off!
But think carefully, the developers do understand game balance.
The Hairpin Ladies were too weak before, strengthening them was natural.
Meanwhile, the Mudworker also ran over excitedly to Ning Zheng, proclaiming:
"Master, our Upper Grade Human God Spiritual Root has officially entered the final cultivation phase; care to check it out?"
Ning Zheng recognized immediately they wanted his Qi Fortune Value, fortunately, heâd just earned a bit.