Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Chapter 392: Make A Small Profit Of 30 Million By Changing Hands



Chapter 392: Make A Small Profit Of 30 Million By Changing Hands

Bian Ziliang took the Nascent Cultivating Pill and walked out of Elder Li's Cave Mansion happily.

After he talked with Foreman yesterday, Foreman directly gave him 122 million.

Of course, this money is not all for buying elixirs, but also 10 million for Bian Ziliang's activities.

After all, the whole world has seen the Nascent Cultivating Pill in the mall, and the starting price is 100 million.

Even if all 120 million were spent, Furman would not feel a loss as long as he could buy Nascent Cultivating Pill.

Even though he knew that Bian Ziliang's price might be exaggerated, he was still willing to give it a try.

Bian Ziliang spent 90 million to buy this Nascent Cultivating Pill from Elder Li and made a profit of 30 million when he resold it.

There is simply no business in the world that makes money faster than this.

And his actual profits don't stop there.

Elder Li earned 10 million Spirit Stones for nothing. Who helped him earn this money? It’s not him Bian Ziliang!

Although Bian Ziliang asked Elder Li for this matter, Elder Li also benefited indirectly.

Who wouldn’t want the more the merrier in a risk-free business like this?

Elder Li didn't say anything, but could he not remember Bian Ziliang in the future?

That’s ten million! He may not be able to earn so much as an elder in just a few years.

Didn't you see the change in Elder Li's eyes when he looked at him?

After this incident, Elder Li will probably pay more attention to Bian Ziliang.

What made Bian Ziliang even more relieved was that he slapped Zhuang Jingxian in the face.

Those girls are beautiful, but they can put on a show too well.

Every day, she acts like the White Lotus Virgin, showing disdain to everyone she looks at.

Now that Bian Ziliang has money in his pocket, his thoughts have naturally changed.

"I let you pretend now, and I'll fuck you to death sooner or later."

He turned back in the direction of Cave Mansion, cursed fiercely, turned around and disappeared at the end of the path.

In Elder Li's study, Zhuang Jingxian still had not recovered from the shock just now.

"Master, everything about this is weird. How could a friend who met by chance hand over so much money to him? Otherwise, I'd better go and investigate..."

Elder Li was in a good mood. When he heard the words of his disciple Zhuang Jingxian, his face immediately showed a trace of displeasure.

"Jingxian, your mind is confused.

Everyone has their own opportunities. What belongs to you cannot run away, and what does not belong to you cannot be sought.

Secretly spying on other people's opportunities is a taboo among fellow students. Never say such words in the future. "

Zhuang Jingxian looked at the displeased expression on her master's face and realized that she had just lost her composure.

She hurriedly explained:

"Master, you have misunderstood. I am not spying on my junior brother. I just think this matter is too strange and unreasonable. I also want your old reputation. Junior brother is young after all. If he is seduced by bad people, what will he do..."

Before she could finish speaking, Elder Li interrupted:

"What can he do? The money has been given, the goods have been delivered, and the master doesn't care who bought the elixir. Okay, I'm tired, you can step back first."

Zhuang Jingxian was interrupted by her master, her cheeks turned slightly red.

She could see that the master was already a little unhappy, and she didn't dare to contradict him at this time.

He could only stand up gently, bow, and exit the study.

Zhuang Jingxian left Master Cave Mansion, feeling increasingly unsatisfied.

She had followed her master for hundreds of years, but she was actually blamed by him for being an outsider.

What's even more hateful is that that guy is obviously just a lowly businessman, how can he have so many resources in his hands.

After hundreds of years of savings, she only had a few million dollars. It’s not as much as this guy earns in one trip. How could she be willing to do this?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt there was a conspiracy.

Since the master didn't let her investigate, she could only keep a close eye on him.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jingxian made up her mind and flew directly outside the Cave Mansion.

Bian Ziliang got the elixir and was not in a hurry to give it to Forman.

Giving him the elixir so easily seemed like it was not difficult at all.

He also wanted Fuhrman to accept a favor from him, so he had to delay it.

Now that Bian Ziliang had money in his pocket, the first thing he thought of was to go to the Treasure Pavilion to buy some elixirs.

His current cultivation level has only reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. Without the help of the elixir, he doesn't know when the Foundation Building will be successful.

Secondly, self-defense guys also need to buy some.

He is now considered a semi-rich man. With so many Spirit Stones on his body, he will lose a lot if he dies just once.

He put all 30 million Spirit Stones into the system backpack, leaving more than 6 million in project funds, which was enough for him to spend.

In the Treasure Pavilion, Bian Ziliang took out Elder Li's token and went directly to the second floor, which was reserved for inner disciples.

Looking at the dazzling pills in front of him, Bian Ziliang began to study them one by one.

It is said that spiritual practice is compared to the Dharma ground of a wealthy couple, and this is indeed true.

Just one Qi Refining Stage elixir to increase cultivation will cost dozens of Spirit Stones. The better ones can get hundreds of Spirit Stones.

Translated into cash, that's several million dollars.

One pill every six hours, and he can eat it 24 hours a day. He is not an ordinary rich person, and he really can't bear this kind of consumption.

Bian Ziliang gritted his teeth and spent 30,000 Spirit Stones to buy ten bottles of the best Qi Refining Pill.

Another 120,000 sect contributions were spent to redeem two Foundation Building Pills.

In addition, he also bought a lot of strange things.

For example, talismans for life protection, Yin thunder beads for Yin people, poison elixirs for poisoning, and Law Weapons for self-defense. As long as he thought they were useful, he bought some of them.

I went to the Treasure Pavilion and spent 70,000 to 80,000 yuan on the Spirit Stone alone.

He was both distressed and happy at the same time. This may be what is called pain and happiness at the same time.

After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, he went around the construction site as usual.

Now that most of the project has been completed, the remaining 600,000 dormitories will be completed in a few days.

At that time, it will be another income.

After returning to the completion site, he went to the market in front of the mountain gate for a walk.

Today, the market in front of the mountain gate is more than ten times larger than its original size.

Not only the traders from Xialiang City rushed over, but also traders from several surrounding cities all rushed over after receiving the news.

Bian Ziliang doesn't refuse anyone who comes. As long as you are willing to abide by the rules here and can make offerings on time, you can come as much as you like.

Walking in the market, all the stall owners felt as if they were meeting their own father when they met Bian Ziliang.

They bowed and bowed again, and stuffed money and red envelopes.

For those who didn’t know, they thought the sect elders were here.

Bian Ziliang also enjoys this feeling of being respected by Human Venerable.

When he walks in front of a familiar vendor, he will stop and chat with the boss to ask how the business is going.

The bosses who talked to him immediately straightened their backs, and it felt like talking to the head of state.

The law enforcement disciples who were patrolling the market also nodded and bowed when they saw Bian Ziliang.

There is no way, they are the owner here, they have added a side job, and they can make a little more money, who can't live with money?

Zhuang Jingxian was wearing a purple shirt, with a red gauze covering her face. She followed Bian Ziliang from a distance, watching his every move.

Seeing Bian Ziliang's nouveau riche temperament, Zhuang Jingxian became more and more disgusted.

She just didn't understand, how could there be so many people praising such a dirty guy?


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