Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

"The process of starting a fight is very simple."

"Each side sends out a cultivator from each realm directly: Qi Cultivation Realm, Foundation Establishment Stage, Core Formation Stage, Golden Core Stage, Spirit Storage Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, a total of six stages. One cultivator from each stage, making six matches in total. Whoever wins more matches will have the final say."

"This is how you achieve the greatest effect with the smallest cost!"

Yuchi: "..."

I don’t even know how to criticize this. This thing clearly was decided long ago, and now they’re pretending it’s the first time they’re mentioning it?

You guys really know how to put on a show...

Yuchi was mentally exhausted, seeing right through their thoughts at a glance, but he could only feign surprise and say, "Really? That’s amazing!"

"Hahaha."

Feng Zhaoyang laughed, "That’s why I said, Lord Wang is quite reliable. But we need to trouble Fellow Daoist Zong; could you run an errand to the Li Family for us? We still have a lot to do, so once you’re there, just present our demands to them."

"The other party is a reasonable person; they should agree to our demands. If not, it would mean they want a showdown with us."

"Heh, no one in the Third State dares to casually start a fight with the Celestial Craft Workshop."

Yuchi was very surprised, "I should go to the Li Family?"

Feng Zhaoyang nodded, "Yes, we’re quite busy, so we’d appreciate it if Fellow Daoist Zong could run this errand for us. There’s definitely no problem; you won’t be in any danger!"

Yuchi was quite shocked, covering his mouth like a little girl, and his voice started to pitch, "Cough, really? But I wasn’t planning to get involved in this sort of thing. Wouldn’t this mean I’m taking sides with you? Since Feng, you said before that as long as I don’t interfere in these matters, I’d get paid."

...How can you be so timid now; I have no idea how you managed to persuade Bu Luohua to join your sect...

Feng Zhaoyang was quite helpless and said, "It’s fine, you’re just a messenger. This isn’t your idea, it’s Lord Wang’s, and if you want to develop in the State Capital, you need to walk around a bit. Li Ruolan’s matter will eventually pass; the current enemy doesn’t always remain the enemy."

In his heart, he cursed: You old scoundrel Zong, why are you so stupid now?

Yuchi understood and immediately thanked him, "Alright then, I’ll go now. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely relay the message to them."

Just as he was preparing to chat more with Feng Zhaoyang, Feng Zhaoyang kicked him out of the window.

"Why does a man talk so much?"

"Hurry up, will you?"

"It’s for your own good!"

In the surprised gaze of other passersby, Yuchi dusted himself off and stood up, smiling and waving to Feng Zhaoyang, "I know you’re doing this for my good."

"I’m going now."

...

Walking down the street, Yuchi had a location in his hand, the position of the Li Family’s residence. In fact, such things were obvious to anyone with common sense; they really had agreed beforehand to have a fight.

"But if it’s just a simple fight, it’s meaningless. Fighting is merely a means to an end; what matters is the final result."

"Wherever there’s a fight, there’s profit, and where there’s profit, there’s money to be made."

"Oh well."

"Is this what they were thinking?"

Yuchi confidently thought, "So at this stage, I can be sure of one thing: the battles seemingly resemble arena fights, and this kind of fight, whether in past or present lives, always involves gambling—betting on fights, betting on horses, betting on women; it’s abundant."

"So both parties will likely have a gambling setup."

"Then, with some behind-the-scenes manipulation, they could make a fortune."

"As for who wins in the end, it’s all predetermined. Whether or not Li Ruolan becomes the courtesan, the result itself isn’t up for discussion; during the process, they can already make a killing. Unfortunately, I can’t participate in this event now; otherwise, their one-time profit in gold and silver would be enough for me to traverse all directions for quite a while."

The beginning of the courtesan contest can make money, the process can make money, and the final result can still make money. Does it matter whether the courtesan herself is important? It’s not crucial. And this kind of trick is common in the past, making money in the name of justice, aplenty.

"Buy a knife!"

"I don’t need one."

"Buy a knife!"

"I don’t need one!"

"Buy a knife!"

"Damn it!"

Just as Yuchi was preparing to stroll to the Li Family’s residence to explain the situation, while walking perfectly fine, he was suddenly approached by a stranger. The young man was holding a sword sheathed in white cloth, persistently trying to get Yuchi to buy his sword.

Of course, Yuchi didn’t need one. Heaven knows how expensive the sword might be; furthermore, he’s not even in the combat system. He doesn’t even fight, so what’s the use of a sword now?

"My love for the Immortal Sword is eternal," Yuchi thought to himself about the Immortal Sword.