Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

While having lunch the next day, Wang Qiye inadvertently glanced at his identity jade pendant and saw an extra message on the store.

"Boss Dahei, are you selling the No. 66 boxing gloves for 2000? I only have this many spirit stones."

I didn't expect the business to come so quickly. Wang Qiye was very conflicted. Well, considering that this was his first business order, he had to sell Hu Zonghai's Fire Fist boxing gloves.

Wang Qiye adjusted the price remotely, hoping to get a good start. He planned to tell the other party, but found that only buyers could leave messages, so he had to give up.

After cutting the bamboo in the evening, Wang Qiye took another look at his identity jade pendant when he went down the mountain. He jumped for joy because he had earned 2000 contribution points. At the same time, he saw a new message in the store.

"Buy item No. 12 for 150 Spiritual Stones."

Damn, these people are so cunning, it's basically impossible to sell it at the marked price. Anyway, sell it.

As soon as he changed the price, it was snapped up by someone else. This person had been waiting for it the whole time. Wang Qiye felt that he had suffered a great loss.

Oh, forget it. It’s all something I got for free, so it doesn’t matter.

In the next ten days, he made a move every day, sometimes two, sometimes one, earning another two to three thousand spirit stones. Without exception, Wang Qiye was slashed.

While having lunch at noon, Wang Qiye glanced at the identity jade pendant again. Wow, six bargaining messages. I’m rich.

"Brother Qiye, are you going to Qingyun Peak Market this afternoon?"

Xia Yucheng gave him a questioning look.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Xia Yucheng was a little confused and repeated it again.

"I don't know which sect it is, but there's a new magic weapon shop in our Lingxi Valley. Now that the new shop is open, magic weapons are on sale. Mu Beiluo and I are going to see if there's anything suitable. Brother, do you want to come with us?"

Wang Qiye felt cold sweat pouring down his back, and he looked around in surprise. The original six counter-offer messages had now become eight.

How does the saying go? When the aunties in the vegetable market are discussing ritual instruments, what is it?

Wang Qiye quickly transferred the store's funds into his own name, and the contribution points arrived.

It seems that I can no longer go to this shop, but fortunately I can operate it remotely. Wang Qiye took a deep breath, calmed down, patted Wentian behind him, and spoke in the calmest tone possible.

"You guys have heard about it, too. I also know that the first five people who post a message ending with "Big Black Boss, please" can get an additional 50 Spirit Stones discount. Some people have already received this discount."

"Really! Mu Beiluo, hurry up."

Xia Yucheng pulled Mu Beiluo and rushed out of the cafeteria.

"Hey, you two haven't finished your meal yet!"

"For fifty spirit stones, I can starve for three days!!!"

Wang Qiye shook his head and thought that he would have finished eating first.

"Is this news true or false?"

Li Erhu looked puzzled.

"I heard from someone in the inner gate that he was the lucky one yesterday. I wonder if he will be okay today."

Li Erhu was skeptical.

In just a short while, Wang Qiye sold four more magic weapons, and the prices of the other four were also adjusted to the prices required by the buyers. He transferred the money for the four magic weapons from the store account to his own name, and then he ate lunch with peace of mind.

After waiting for more than two hours, I finally heard the words "Big Black Boss, please." You two little bastards are so slow. I have already chopped the bamboo more than 200 times. Spitting out the dogtail grass in my mouth, Wang Qiye adjusted the price of the two magic weapons from 260 to 150, and then ignored them. He stood up and started chopping bamboo again.

After chopping more than eighty times, Wang Qiye was so tired that he dropped his axe, washed his face by the stream, drank a lot of wine, filled his gourd, and returned to sit on the big rock. As expected, he had earned another 300 yuan, but the two messages made Wang Qiye dumbfounded.

"Boss, can I have the No. 56 magical weapon for 200? Big Black Boss, please."

"Boss, can I have the No. 35 magical weapon for 200? Big Black Boss, please."

"You two bastards, you even dare to make money from your uncle Wang's spirit stones!!!" Wang Qiye gritted his teeth in anger, but on second thought, he quickly changed the price of No. 56 and No. 35 to 180.

As soon as I modified it, the product was sold out in seconds. Oh, it seems that I, Wang Qiye, am not cut out for business. Everyone can sell at a low price.

When Wang Qiye finished work at night, all the items that had been adjusted were sold out. There were more than ten messages, all of which said "Big Black Boss, please."

Wang Qiye nodded, transferred the funds in the store into his own account, and gave each of those who sent the codeword a discount of 5 contribution points.

In the three days that followed, after a massive sale by "Boss Dahei, please help me," only 11 magical instruments were left in the Dahei unmanned store.

Alas, we agreed to sell it slowly, but Wang Qiye regretted it after selling it. Some people must be very angry, it's really hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting oneself by eight hundred.

The matter was done, Wang Qiye directly lowered the price of all the remaining ones to 79. Whoever grabbed one and sold it to the Equipment Refining Hall could earn a spirit stone.

Sighing again at his own squandering behavior, Wang Qiye transferred the proceeds from the last 11 magical instruments into his own account, with the balance reaching .

A few days later, Wang Qiye quietly came to the Qingyun Peak Market, sneaked into the property office, and returned the key. He then ran back to Qingzhu Peak in shame, not even daring to eat a bite of food in the market.

***

On the first day of every month, Wang Qiye transferred 300 contribution points to Qingyao Peak, 1 contribution point to each of the three little ghosts, and directly transferred 74 contribution points to Elder Hai.

"Hey, Wang Qiye, do you have so little confidence in yourself? The service has been provided, and you can't refund it if you don't enjoy it!"

Elder Hai was delighted.

"Rich and willful!"

Elder Hai gave him a big thumbs up.

"Arrogant!"

"Guys, we're getting angry. Today we have to work hard to warm up Boss Wang!"

"No, just the normal temperature will do, let's take our time!"

Wang Qiye said angrily.

Elder Hai blew out two puffs of white air from his nostrils, and kicked Wang Qiye, kicking him into the bathroom.

"I am the boss after all, but I don't even have the respect I deserve!"

Wang Qiye rubbed his butt.

"Zhong Wuye, go and make a fireball under the boiler. Our boss Wang wants to see your enthusiasm."

Elder Hai took a big gulp of wine and grinned grimly.

"Come on, Elder Hai, just wait and see."

Zhong Wuyan happily came to Zhang Dali and also released a fireball, pushing it to the bottom of the boiler.

"Help, it's murder!"

Elder Hai turned his wrists twice and walked into the bathroom with a cruel look on his face.