Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

It's supposed to be a celebration banquet, but aside from the fact that there are still two challenges to overcome in the Ascension Ceremony, and he's only won half of his bet with Yu Zhenzhen, what kind of victory is this?

"I just have a sweet tooth~"

After eating his fill, Li Fuyao digested the spiritual energy transformed from the spiritual food in his body and spoke to the three people in front of him.

The leftover food on the table had already been quickly cleared away by the servants and replaced with a pot of freshly brewed spiritual tea.

The aroma of food in the private room was replaced by a subtle fragrance of tea, which made people drowsy.

Bai Suifeng looked at Li Fuyao, who was sprawled out on the chair like a sleepy kitten, his eyes gentle as if a pool of spring water rippled through the wisps of mist.

He flicked Li Fuyao's forehead with his finger, and seeing Li Fuyao feign anger, clutching her head and whimpering softly at him, he felt a slight itch in his heart, like being rubbed by a cat. Startled, he quickly turned to Zhang Ze and Duan Hongzhi, as if to hide something, and smiled:

“My little sister has always been pampered at home. Now that my brother and I have come out to gain experience, she has suffered a lot for nothing. Today, she is so unruly that I am sorry to have made you two senior brothers laugh at her.”

They were used to playing around with Li Fuyao, but they weren't very familiar with Bai Suifeng. Now that they saw his dignified demeanor, his eyes like hidden stars, and his simple clothes that still couldn't hide his noble air, how could the two of them dare to show the slightest disrespect?

Although Bai Suifeng spoke very politely, Zhang Ze and Duan Hongzhi still quickly responded politely upon hearing this:

"Not at all, young friend Fuyao is intelligent and lovely, and is still young. It is only natural that she is innocent and straightforward. It is already our good fortune that your young master does not mind our humble status. How could we think that young friend Fuyao is impolite?"

"Come on, we've known each other for so long, why are you still doing this?"

Li Fuyao sat up, rested her chin on her hand, and asked with a smile. Seeing that Zhang Ze was somewhat embarrassed, she then instructed him:

"By the way, after today's test, my brother and I will definitely attract more attention, so it's okay to raise the price for selling information a bit more. After witnessing our talents, those people will feel more threatened and will definitely be more interested in our methods and weaknesses. Even if you raise it by half again as much, there will still be buyers."

"However, Senior Brother Zhang, you must also be careful. Profits are linked to risks. Since you have plenty of money now, don't be stingy. Buy yourself some powerful magic treasures to protect yourself. Otherwise, don't say I didn't warn you if you encounter danger."

Zhang Ze has made an astronomical sum of money in recent days that he never dared to dream of. Not only has his horizons broadened considerably, but he has also become much bolder.

Upon hearing this, he not only didn't hesitate as he had initially, but instead appeared extremely excited, obediently agreeing repeatedly. Li Fuyao was very satisfied with this, and so, under the pretext of ensuring her subordinate had no worries, she generously gave Zhang Ze another benefit:

There are guest rooms on the first floor of the courtyard. Zhang Ze makes huge profits from buying and selling intelligence, which has attracted envy and trouble from many.

For the safety of the elderly woman, and to make Zhang Ze more devoted to her, she simply let Zhang Ze's grandmother live in her courtyard.

Zhang Ze was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Grandma was old, and the fact that she was able to live to be over 150 years old was entirely due to the various treasures he had acquired and the spiritual energy he had carefully nurtured. Her body was so weak that she couldn't withstand the slightest disturbance.

Although he was already arranging the move, with his current abilities, where could he find a safer and more suitable place for his grandmother to live out her old age than Li Fuyao's house?

Now that Li Fuyao has spoken up, how could he not be grateful?

Zhang Ze immediately burst into tears and bowed down, uttering words like "I would repay kindness with my life" and "I would give my life for you" like carp leaping out of their mouths, which greatly surprised Duan Hongzhi, who was standing to the side with a blank expression.

After Bai Suifeng helped Zhang Ze aside to arrange the details of the next steps, Li Fuyao turned her gleaming gaze to Duan Hongzhi, who was still happily watching the spectacle:

"Senior Brother Duan, I remember you're a disciple of the Outer Sect's Weapon Refining Hall, right?"

"That's right. I am a weapon refiner belonging to the Weapon Refining Hall. My weapon refining skills are above average, and I can barely be considered a half-intermediate craftsman."

Upon hearing this, Duan Hongzhi honestly confessed everything. He looked at Li Fuyao with a satisfied smile, seemingly confused, then belatedly realized what was going on. He scratched his head and asked with a sheepish grin:

"Junior Sister, is there anything you need me to refine?"

You guessed right!

"Here, this is a reward for my senior brother!"

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao smiled slyly, took out a blueprint from her spatial storage, and handed it to Duan Hongzhi. Seeing him take it, she asked with bright eyes:

"So, senior brother, do you think this can be mass-produced?"

Duan Hongzhi leaned closer, frowned, and examined it for a long time before hesitatingly asking:

"This item is called... the Spirit Plating Sprayer Production Line?"

"Well, if you think the name 'Spirit-Glazing Sprayer' is a bit vulgar, you can change it to something more elegant. I have no objection."