I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 39 The Great Plan to Make a Fortune

The five spirit stones that Wang Wu handed to the vendor looked normal on the outside, but the spiritual energy stored in their cores had changed, transforming into demonic energy that could be directly absorbed and utilized by demonic cultivators.

In other words, what he was trading was not spirit stones, but magic stones.

For those who cultivate demonic energy, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can only be used indirectly. During cultivation, the process of converting spiritual energy into demonic energy is indispensable. There are usually two methods of conversion: either internal conversion or using tools, but both are time-consuming and laborious.

Most low- to mid-level demon cultivators prefer to hoard demon stones and directly absorb energy from them.

The territory is a place where demonic cultivators gather. Here, spirit stones are not as readily available as demonic stones. Under normal circumstances, five spirit stones are equivalent to one demonic stone.

After Wang Wu traded magic stones for the "Lingguang Divine Technique" from the vendor, the vendor smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, there's something else I want to say, but I don't know if I should..."

Wang Wu looked at the book cover with satisfaction, "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Vendor: "Brother, your outfit... is quite unique."

He was wearing a gray-white linen shirt on top and bright red shorts on the bottom, which he didn't quite understand, but he was greatly shocked.

"May I ask if your funeral was a joyous occasion?"

"I bother!"

Wang Wu thought his words were unlucky and was about to argue with him when someone pulled him back.

Li Tingyun replied on his behalf: "It's not a joyous funeral, it's a ghost marriage."

Wang Wu: "..."

The vendor said thoughtfully, "I see... Perfect, I have a clean set of clothes here, brother, why don't you take them to cover up your shame... Even the dead should have some sense of propriety and shame..."

Wang Wu gradually understood Li Tingyun's intention in stopping him. Since the vendor hadn't realized they were all alive, he figured it was better to avoid trouble and let him have his way. He silently took the clothes, put them on, and thanked him afterwards.

The vendor reiterated that he must walk two and a half miles before he could open the "Lingguang Divine Technique," otherwise the words on the book would never appear.

Wang Wu touched the book and dice cup in his arms and nodded in agreement.

"Let's go."

Seeing that they had finally finished their rambling, Mei Shiyu said, "Once midnight passes, wandering spirits will no longer be allowed to linger in the market until noon the next day. We need to find a place to stay as soon as possible."

Li Tingyun replied, "Okay."

The three left the vendors and stalls.

Walking down the street, Wang Wu always felt a burning gaze fixed on him.

He tilted his head, looking at Li Tingyun warily. "What? You want to get something for free?"

Li Tingyun said, "I'm not interested."

What he was actually interested in was the small tool Wang Wu used to convert spiritual energy, namely the dice cup.

"Where did you get that magical artifact you took out earlier? The fact that you were able to use it to process spirit stones into magic stones in such a short time means that it must be a top-grade treasure with extremely high value."

"Very high? This treasure of mine is clearly priceless!"

Wang Wu boasted, "I created this myself."

"I didn't realize you had this skill."

"Young man, you're judging people by their appearance. Although I'm just a rogue cultivator, I have a resounding reputation outside—a master of mechanical engineering!"

Li Tingyun exclaimed in surprise, "A mechanical master?!"

Hearing his surprised tone, Wang Wu felt a surge of pleasure, but then the man added, "How come I've never heard of this?"

Wang Wu's face immediately fell.

Li Tingyun turned to Mei Shiyu and asked, "Master, have you heard of this?"

Mei Shiyu shook her head. "No."

Wang Wu was unhappy, but not discouraged. He said, "Alright, I'm not very famous now. 'Miracle Mechanist' is just a name I made up. But in the future, this name will definitely be well-known!"

Li Tingyun: "Since you call yourself a 'Master of Magical Artifacts,' you must be very skilled at creating magical artifacts, right?"

Wang Wu: "Of course."

He had designed no fewer than a hundred magical artifacts for various immortal sects, though he never received any recognition for them.

Li Tingyun said sincerely, "I think you are a talented person."

Wang Wu had waited for many years, and finally today he heard some kind words. He should have felt like he had met a kindred spirit, but he never expected that these words would come from the mouth of a boy who hadn't even grown his hair yet! This just proved that he was a terrible person who was not recognized for his talents, and even a child pitied him.

Wang Wu said irritably, "Thank you for the compliment, kid."

Li Tingyun continued, "Since you are a talented person, you should be given the opportunity to use your talents. You only think about becoming famous, but have you ever thought about how to become famous?"

"Then tell me, what should I do?"

Wang Wu laughed in exasperation, "You little brat, mind your own business."

After saying that, he called to Mei Shiyu, "Come on, let's go find some good stuff somewhere else..."

Li Tingyun was too lazy to waste words with him, but a plan was taking shape in his mind.

Indeed, he had sensed a valuable business opportunity from the transaction just now.

This plan can be described as a "get-rich-quick scheme"!

This story begins with the "hard currency" of the land—magic stones.

In fact, whether it's a spirit stone or a magic stone, there are only two sources:

Firstly, there is mining. Places in the Three Realms where Yin or Yang energy is extremely abundant often contain veins of spiritual stones or demonic stones, which attract cultivation families and sects to mine them in an organized, planned, and purposeful manner. To date, the veins in various places have been divided up to a large extent, making it difficult for newcomers to get a share.

Secondly, there is artificial manufacturing. Basically, all sects of a certain size have built special spirit stone or magic stone manufacturing bases. Naturally mined ores cannot fully guarantee their quality and are mostly of inferior grade, but those made artificially are basically flawless top-grade.

The effects of spirit stones and magic stones are neither significant nor insignificant. Lower-level cultivators have a greater need for them, while higher-level cultivators can do without them.

As cultivators advance in their cultivation level, they become increasingly adept at absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They can draw upon it at will, and even a mere wisp of spring breeze can give rise to all things. Naturally, they no longer need to draw energy from spirit stones.

However, in reality, ordinary people often make up the majority, with the lower and middle classes forming the core, and the Pareto principle (80/20 rule) is ubiquitous.

At least 80% of cultivators will never reach such a high level in their entire lives.

This group has always had a high demand for spirit stones or magic stones, and over time, these stones have become the "currency" for most cultivators to buy, sell, and trade.

Where there are people, there is a social dynamic; where there is money, there is finance.

Not to mention that magic stones and spirit stones have already reached a natural exchange rate of one to five.

Li Tingyun thought to himself: Has no one ever tried to make a fortune by trading foreign exchange?!

Then let him do it.

This will definitely be a huge sum of money.

Mei Shiyu glanced at him and asked, "Yuanbao, what are you grinning about?"

"Ah, did I laugh?"

Li Tingyun tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth.

Although his train of thought was interrupted, it didn't matter; he already had the beginnings of a grand plan to make a fortune in his mind.

The next step is to bring Wang Wu into our camp.

This matter can be discussed and addressed gradually after he leaves the territory.

After the three of them had walked a sufficient distance on the street, Wang Wu took out the "Lingguang Divine Technique" from his pocket.

He slipped into a secluded corner, sat down against the wall, and secretly observed.

When I opened it... I was stunned.

"Ah~"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The sound did not come from his mouth.

But he was stunned at that moment, holding the book blankly, not noticing who was peeking at him.

Li Tingyun peeked out from the other side of the wall, looking at the erotic pictures in the book, as if she had expected it.

"I knew it, how could this be real... Hey, you fell for it, didn't you?"

Do you know why that person made you walk two and a half miles before opening it?

"Because he's calling you an idiot, a sucker."

"Besides, by the time you realize you've been scammed, you'll already be far away. They'll have already used that time to move their hideout to another place and continue their scams. Believe me, even if you go back now, it'll be useless."

"..."

One knife after another stabbed into Wang Wu's heart, making him so angry that his face turned red and the veins on his hands bulged.

As he spoke, he was about to tear the book to shreds, throw it on the ground, and stomp on it twice!

However, Li Tingyun snatched the book away from him first.

He said with a smile, "Actually, you're not really at a loss. This picture is printed very well and has collectible value. If you don't want it, you can give it to me."

"Yuanbao, what are you all doing here..."

Mei Shiyu walked to the corner and saw his apprentice holding a book of erotic pictures, flipping through it excitedly.

His voice trailed off, his brow furrowing. "Yuanbao?!"