Chapter 293 Sales Agency

Wang Chen rented a cave in Beishan.

After being promoted to Zifu, his soul power became more powerful, and he also more clearly felt the suppression of him by the Wanxiu City Formation.

This kind of suppression is invisible and omnipresent. As long as you are in the city, you will inevitably be affected.

So moving is a must.

Wang Chen speculated that the people in the Purple Mansion in Wanxiu City must have a way to deal with it.

When Qiu Haoran recruited him before, he revealed something very vaguely.

But it was not explained clearly.

This Zifu of the Qiu family obviously intended to make Wang Chen suffer a little, and he understood that if he wanted to live comfortably in Wanxiu City, he could not do it by himself.

But Qiu Haoran still underestimated Wang Chen's belief.

Will not be easily shaken by external forces!

Wang Chen's solution to this problem was very simple, which was to rent Beishan Cave Mansion.

These caves are not affected by the formation and are full of spiritual energy. They have no shortcomings except that the rent is expensive.

Wang Chen planned to stay one day at a time until he left.

He originally didn't want to stay in Wanxiu City for a long time, let alone now that he had broken through his orifices and opened his mansion.

Qiu Haoran's wishful thinking is destined to fail!

It's just that a cave at the Zifu level requires too much spiritual stone, so Wang Chen rented a cave at the high-level Qi training level.

Although the concentration of spiritual energy in the high-level Qi training cave is not enough to support his normal practice.

But it can be done.

After settling down, Wang Chen entered retreat mode again.

In addition to comprehending the innate Five Elements Kung Fu and gaining experience points from Zifu-level skills such as Cave True Technique, Hidden God Technique, and Heavy Light Shield Armor, he spent a large part of his time refining talismans.

As for the first-order talisman that Wang Chen refined with his Zifu cultivation base, even if he deliberately controlled the quality, it was still much better than before.

After completing a thousand talismans in this way, Wang Chen left the cave and headed to Fangshi.

But this time he is not here to set up a stall.

"Fellow Daoist Chen..."

When he came to a stall, Wang Chen asked the stall owner: "How is the business recently?"

The stall owner had gray hair on his temples and a wrinkled face, looking weather-beaten and sad. He shook his head with a wry smile and asked, "Fellow Taoist Wang, why haven't I seen you setting up a stall during this time?"

"Many people are asking me about it!"

Wang Chen smiled and said, "I've been in retreat recently."

He used to come here often to set up a stall, so he met some people and was relatively familiar with them.

The stall owner’s surname is Chen, and everyone calls him Lao Chen. He usually makes a living by setting up a stall and supports a family of seven. His life is quite difficult.

A monk in his forties looks older than a monk in his fifties or sixties!

Everyone in the city knows that Lao Chen is an honest man.

He is timid and does business fairly, but he earns much less spiritual stones than his more flexible peers.

Nowadays, business is very difficult, but the rental expenses for stalls in Fangshi are fixed. Old Chen's sad face is not an act.

"ah."

Old Chen was stunned for a moment and asked cautiously: "Then what do you want to see me for?"

Since Wang Chen had blessed himself with the Hidden Spirit Technique, he did not see Wang Chen's true cultivation, but he vaguely felt that Wang Chen was very different from before, and he felt an instinctive awe.

"I want to cooperate with you."

Wang Chen took out a stack of talismans and threw them on his stall, and said, "You help me sell these talismans, and I will give you half of the spiritual stones obtained. What do you think?"

"ah?"

Lao Chen was stunned.

The talisman refined by Wang Chen is famous in the city, and everyone knows about it.

Because of its excellent quality, it is very popular and sells out quickly.

Now that Wang Chen actually wants to entrust the talisman to him for sale, Lao Chen feels like he has been hit by a pie falling from the sky.

This spiritual stone is really profitable.

Even if it’s only half a percent!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, let me help you sell it!"

At this moment, another stall owner, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, held back, came over with a shy face and said, "I don't want any commission!"

Wang Chen's talismans are very popular in the market. If he takes the job of selling them on behalf of others, he can sell them at a higher price himself.

It’s a hugely profitable deal!

However, he was so happy with his thoughts that Wang Chen unexpectedly glanced over at him, and suddenly he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with chills from head to soles of his feet, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

I almost knocked over my stall!

Wang Chen looked at Lao Chen again, his eyes no longer as sharp as a razor: "Is that okay?"

He is not short of half of the commission, the important thing is not to trust others.

Wang Chen also knew this guy who was trying to cut off his beard, and he was more familiar with him than Lao Chen.

But Wang Chen had long seen that the other party's motive for approaching him was not pure.

Especially after his talisman became famous.

"Ok, Ok!"

Lao Chen seemed to be waking up from a dream, nodding like he was pounding garlic: "It doesn't have to be half done..."

"Then it's settled."

Wang Chen interrupted the other party: "Leave it all to you."

His talismans are very easy to sell, but now he really doesn't have much leisure time to spend his time on them.

Wang Chen made an agreement with Lao Chen to ask him to go directly to Beishan Cave Mansion to get the talisman from him.

Save him from running around.

Of course Lao Chen was very willing and almost regarded Wang Chen as his savior!

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a lifesaver.

Because his own business is about to go bankrupt.

How can the family continue to stay in Wanxiu City if their source of livelihood is cut off?

"Fellow Daoist Wang!"

Just when Wang Chen was about to leave, the stall owner just walked over again, with a ferocious look on his face: "Business cannot be done without righteousness. Everyone is just living together, so don't go too far!"

Just now, he was so frightened by Wang Chen that he looked ugly, and everyone around him saw it. It can be said that he was embarrassed.

As a local snake who has been around for a long time, how can he not become angry in shame?

He stopped Wang Chen just to regain some face.

Moreover, there were two more people behind this stall owner, staring at Wang Chen eagerly.

"roll!"

Wang Chen shouted in a deep voice and dispersed the hidden magic that had been blessed on his body.

The powerful momentum belonging to the Zifu monks instantly enveloped the opponent and others!

Zifu!

The stall owner suddenly stumbled back as if he had been struck by lightning. As a result, he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

He screamed in surprise, and ran away with his two friends, crawling on the ground.

He doesn’t even care about his own stall!

And everyone nearby was dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that Wang Chen, who had always kept a low profile, would actually be a member of the Purple Mansion!

The dignified Zifu actually set up a street stall with them.

No one would believe it!

Lao Chen was even more stunned, his hands shaking non-stop - mainly out of excitement.

With a Zifu protecting him, who would dare to bully him in the future?

In fact, Wang Chen's reveal of his cultivation was also intended to intimidate him, so that Lao Chen's sale of talismans would not attract other people's covetousness and calculations.

After settling the matter in Fangshi, he returned to Beishan Cave Mansion.

Continue to practice hard.

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