Our Sect Is Loaded

After transmigrating, Ling Qingyu inherited her parents' last wish: to make their sect prosper, even though she was its only remaining member.

She thought it over carefully, then set up a recruitment booth in the middle of a bustling street.

Someone came to ask, "The new disciples at the sect next door each get ten Qi-Replenishing Pills. Do you offer those?"

She shook her head. "No."

The person sighed and shook their head.

Then they asked, "The sect next door also gives out five spirit talismans. Do you offer those?"

She shook her head. "No."

The person sighed a second time.

Then they asked, "The sect next door also gives out two sets of disciple robes. Do you offer those?"

She shook her head. "No, we don't."

The person sighed a third time and turned to leave.

Ling Qingyu called out, "Wait."

The person turned around and saw her take something out of her storage pouch and place it on the table. Smiling, she said, "Our disciples each receive two top-grade spirit stones every month. Does the sect next door offer that?"

The people from the neighboring sect stared wide-eyed and shook their heads in unison. "We really don't!"

Later,

Everyone in the cultivation world knew of a fabulously wealthy sect that had no cultivation techniques, spiritual medicines, talismans, or artifacts, but had an endless supply of spirit stones and more spiritual energy than it could use.

Even the great cultivators from the four major sects couldn't sit still. They all came under the pretext of friendly exchanges between sects, shamelessly hoping to stay a few more days.

Because the spiritual energy here was truly intoxicating!

Theme: Your own hard work is worth more than gold and silver.