Who said that in cultivation one must have a pure heart and few desires, and must be ruthless and devoid of desire? I amassed wealth in the world by plundering skillfully, buying low and selling high;
Who said you must be humble and submissive to immortals, and show respect to grandma's house? Immortals and I call each other brothers and sisters, but it all depends on my mood. The immortals fight to the death, just to be my watchdog;
Who said that the Ghost King, the Immortal Emperor, and the Demon Emperor are the supreme beings from all walks of life, with noses reaching into the sky? Every time they see me, they look sad, as if they owe me eight hundred dollars.
I never bully the market, but every day a special person asks me for instructions on the price of today's crystal stones; I never bully men and women, but they all fall into my arms like a suckling swallow;
I never intervene in the battles in the spiritual world, but I just sell various fighting materials at a slightly higher price every time.
I am an expert in making money. I control more than half of the crystal mines in the spiritual world. I own a plantation that is only 30 to 40 times larger than the second largest elixir grower. I have only a thousand or so shops and only an inconspicuous 10,000 employees...
Alas, I am ashamed. Such a small industry cannot live up to my reputation as an expert in making money. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still have to work hard.
(The finale of this book is in the last chapter of the public chapter)
