Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

With that thought in mind, Yi Chen swept up the Mountain Lord's skeletal remains from the ground with a wave of his sleeve and stored them in his storage ring.

This item was useless to him, but for the ordinary landlords who couldn't cultivate, it was a treasure; just soak it in some strong liquor, and it would be a great tonic.

Soon enough, each jar would be priced at one hundred taels, and don't you dare haggle.

The bones of a late-stage Qi Refinement Realm tiger demon were a rare find; a bone-soaked liquor sold to you for one hundred taels wasn't expensive, not at all.

If you didn't buy it, there were plenty of others who would.

He would even have to set different prices based on the different parts of the tiger brother's bones.

As he mulled over this, Yi Chen had a sudden inspiration and also collected the leftover bone trimmings on the ground into the storage ring.

He had almost forgotten about the down-market.

These were the people who had some money, but not much.

In his previous life, Maotai could collaborate with Luckin Coffee to offer a taste to others; he could completely consider following that example.

If you couldn't afford authentic tiger bone-infused elixirs, you could buy those infused with bone trimmings; this one was cheaper, sold for only ten taels.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He could also release a version where bone sticks were used for a few days, like the Yangcheng Lake's bathing crabs, selling for one tael each.

Yi Chen's mind raced with thoughts, contemplating how to maximize profits from this opportunity. It was a pity that he was too naive and kind-hearted; having not exercised his mind much lately, his thoughts were rusty, resulting in only a few simple plans even after some contemplation.

Cultivation, cultivation, wealth as the partner to the law and the land, with wealth at the forefront.

In the world of cultivation, gold and silver were indispensable elements.

For example, after reaching the eighth or ninth level of the True Person Realm, if one could refine a treasure similar to the Heaven-reaching Tower or another building of the sort, it would greatly aid a cultivator in better understanding the heavens and earth.

To forge structures such as the Heaven-reaching Tower, a mountainous sea of gold and silver was required as the base material.

For instance, Dragon Tiger Mountain possessed a Thousand-Zhang-Tall Tower that unfolded with an inscription of eight large characters:

Observe the Tao of Heaven, uphold Heaven's mandate.

This tower, which had been enhanced and blessed by successive Heavenly Masters, was one of the foundations of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Of course, for such mighty weapons, gold and silver were merely the easiest parts to solve; a countless number of precious ores and elemental stones would follow.

This was a game only the top sects could afford to play.

Even the great sects themselves felt the pinch and couldn't keep such buildings open at all times, with many restrictions, despite the greater benefits.

Therefore, if Hidden Dragon Temple intended to become a top sect, it would need plenty of gold and silver, plenty of resources.

Without resorting to theft or robbery, solely relying on cutting the leeks for development, Yi Chen would earn from those with money.

Begin the harvest!

For now, start with some small-time hustles; once he had the combat power of a True Monarch, he could afford to take bigger and wilder steps.

There's no rush, Yi Chengzi's toolbox still had many tools to utilize. Slowly accumulating, gradually devouring, Hidden Dragon Temple was sure to become a great sect.

"Master, oh Master, taking me as your disciple was like finding a treasure."

"What accurate judgment!"

Yi Chen touched his chin and couldn't help but break into a smile.

Today he had earned another six hundred Deep Red Points.

"Steadily improving."

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"Bright sunny days, what splendid spring light, with red blossoms and the green grass."

"Merrily, merrily, I run forward, over the green mountains my youth not yet worn."

Humming a tune from his hometown, Yi Chen continued his journey on the official road; it had been nine days since he left the ancient temple.

Little Miao also finally achieved her breakthrough a few days ago, emerging from the blood cocoon.

A strange black cat with wings on its ribs was darting about the mountain path, catching butterflies and pouncing on birds, one moment growing into a meter-long little black panther, the next shrinking to the size of a palm to play with butterflies.

This was Little Miao after her breakthrough.

She had gained a new innate spell, 'Shape at Will.'

Of course, she could grow to a bit more than a meter long at most, and shrink to palm size at the least.

When Little Miao first grew big after her breakthrough, Yi Chen was overjoyed and took her for a test ride.

But Miao Zi didn't make it a few hundred meters before she sprawled out on the ground, refusing to move…

With his mount dream shattered, Yi Chen continued on the road with Little Miao.

Another ten days passed, and Yi Chen, his face weathered by the journey, took out a map to carefully compare his location and finally showed a long-missed smile.

"Zhengyang City, I'm finally almost there."

Zhengyang City was a major city not far from Dragon Tiger Mountain. It was initially formed by those who were disheartened in their hopes of entering Dragon Tiger Mountain, gathering to reside there. Over time, various powers slowly developed and converged, eventually forming the present Zhengyang City.

The Daoists of Dragon Tiger Mountain do not prohibit marriage, and many of their family members also live in this city.

"Miao Zi, let's put in a bit of effort and aim to have a hot meal in Zhengyang City by noon," Yi Chen said, patting Little Miao's head to encourage her.

Through this journey, Little Miao had been meritorious; ever since her breakthrough, Yi Chen naturally handed over such small tasks as hunting to his lovely daughter.

After all, why should a father do something when he has a son to do it?

With Little Miao's current strength, catching a leopard or a wild boar was as easy as pinching them directly, and she even dared to dig out honey.

Of course, not every day of the nineteen-day journey was without incident.

Once, Yi Chen and Little Miao were hurrying through a small forest and happened upon a clash of Red and White.

This ghostly creature, which previously required Yi Chen's master to use a forbidden technique to kill, now melted away like snow in the sunlight under Yi Chen's overwhelming Pure Yang power.

Yi Chen tearfully harvested another three hundred and eighty Deep Red Points.

His total count of Deep Red Points had reached an astonishing 2236 points.

He had never been so affluent in his life.

Thanks to the gifts of nature.

About half an hour later, a tall Daoist accompanied by a peculiar black cat emerged from the mountains, and the high walls of Zhengyang City could already be seen in the distance.

Yi Chen lifted his head to look in the distance, where a massive city wall, about thirty meters tall, rose from the horizon. The bold characters for 'Zhengyang' were prominently displayed above the city gate.

Just one look, and a tremendously vigorous and powerful intention immediately rushed towards him, sending a shiver through his heart.

"These two characters must have been written by a True Monarch of Dragon Tiger Mountain. A plaque with such might is truly terrifying."

"Intention leaves its mark, lingering in objects, undispersed over the years. I wonder when I will reach such a realm."

"This is much more useful than the Octagonal Soul Capture Mirror of the Peacekeeping Department."

Yi Chen sighed softly, the hint of pride that sprouted from his breakthrough in cultivation instantly withering away.

There are so many grandmasters out there; he still has a long road ahead of him.

"This time, no matter what, I must obtain 'Dragon Tiger Alchemy Qi' to view, to build my foundation and elevate my True Pure Yang Skill to a new height," Yi Chen licked his lips with a determined glint in his eyes, striding toward the city gate.

Little Miao shrank her form and hid in his bosom, sticking out her little cat head to look around at the surrounding scenery curiously.

As soon as he entered the city gate, a bustling and lively scene appeared before Yi Chen's eyes.