Xuan Ling Fights

Lin Jing traveled through time. Not a peerless genius, not a useless counterattack, but a leader who owes a lot of debt. The Qingyun Sect he took over is one of the only remaining ancient inheritances in the world of cultivation. Sounds scary? In fact, the warehouse was cleaner than the face. Only three disciples left, and even the spiritual beasts on the mountain were so hungry that they went down the mountain to beg for food. To make matters worse, the archenemy Jin Guangzong came to visit and arrogantly wanted to buy his mountain gate at a low price. Lin Jing didn't fight or run away. He brewed a pot of expired spiritual tea, sat down, and analyzed to the other party with a smile why buying Qingyun Sect was a costly transaction. From leyline failure to market conditions, from maintenance costs to return cycles, the information is clearly organized and the data is detailed. The elder of the Jinguang Sect was stunned for a while, but in the end he felt that what he said made sense, and even took the initiative to sign a long-term lease contract, thinking that he had gotten a big deal. After the other party left, the smile on Lin Jing's face faded and he whispered to the empty hall: "In three months, I want Jin Guangzong to pay the rent on his knees."