Chapter 34
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Chapter 34: Yunling Dan
Black chains wrapped around Yun Ye’s entire body.
He could physically feel himself trapped, almost unable to move.
The chains were not disappearing; instead, they were extending inward, completely locking his body.
In such a situation, if he were to break his oath, the chains would explode from within him, and the pain of death would be unimaginable.
Spirit Law was indeed marvelous, but unfortunately, it was used as a tool of control.
Yun Ye couldn’t help but glance at Zhu Zhaohong. As a commoner, his loyalty was just that—loyalty. But Zhu Zhaohong was the second young lady of the Zhu family, with immense power and possibilities. How could she be willing to be bound?
"Heh…"
Zhu Zhaohong even looked back, sneering at Yun Ye. He couldn’t tell if she was confident or simply disliked him.
Qi Lian completed the contract and left. Yun Ye was surprised to find that this time, his memories were not erased.
Was it because they had gained strength?
Most likely not.
What was her title? She was the senior sister of the Spiritual Law Official, the current Spirit Law Official. Her power might even surpass that of a Captain in the Black Armored Army. It would be too easy for her to interfere with a few newcomers.
The reason for no memory deletion was purely because it wasn’t necessary.
The more people who knew her at the Awakening Hall, the more trouble would arise. After all, she was clearly someone remarkable, and there would likely be many eager to please her. Given her personality, she probably wouldn’t turn cold either.
In such a situation, only the convenient skill of memory deletion could solve the problem.
And the Hongshan military camp was leagues away from the Awakening Hall; knowing her made no difference whatsoever.
Yun Ye sighed inwardly. He realized that all the important figures he encountered seemed to have mastered Spirit Law.
Whether it was the former Captain, the Deputy Officer of Spiritual Techniques, or this most authentic Spirit Law Official…
The remaining time was fully taken over by Yun Wen.
“The Black Armored Army has no ordinary training tasks and does not require learning formations, so your cultivation relies entirely on your own initiative.”
“But you must understand one thing: in the Black Armored Army, everyone is a genius. Whether in Spiritual Law or martial skills, if you have any weak points, they will become fatal flaws in real combat. Heh, it’s best not to have any thoughts of relaxation.”
“By the way, Yang Shi… I remember you only learned basic Spiritual Law, right? Basic Spiritual Law is just for show and is of no use here in Hongshan. You should switch it out as soon as possible. The logistics department has a lot of fire-element techniques at the skill level; you can freely exchange for a couple.”
“Of course, I suggest you exchange for the ones that have the most users, as no one wants to waste time teaching you.”
Yun Wen didn’t even bother to add “probably,” directly concluding that Yun Ye had no background and had to rely on himself.
But Yun Ye humbly clasped his fists and accepted the advice.
Many things in the military camp were communicated by word of mouth; there wasn’t a book filled with important points to note.
Yun Wen reminding him to change his Spiritual Law was already considered “charity.” That kind of kindness was completely impossible in the past.
After saying all this, Yun Wen lost interest in training the children of noble families and waved his hand, dismissing the four to leave.
Yun Ye quietly disappeared, and by the time Zhu Zhaohong noticed, he was long gone.
Similarly, the Hongshan Spirit Land military camp had the same rules.
Entering someone else’s room, whether invited or not, counted as a violation, and would lead to serious punishment.
At first, Yun Ye thought this was a government measure to prevent students from forming personal connections, but now it seemed like a "rule" for cultivators: one must never step into another’s domain.
In any case, this rule had greatly helped Yun Ye.
At least the children of noble families couldn’t barged in on him.
…
“The Yunling Dan enhances spirituality, allowing cultivators to accelerate their mastery over it.”
“A bottle contains five pills, each effective for one day.”
“Value: three hundred dark copper.”
Yun Ye played with the wooden bottle, deep in thought.
Dark copper had substantial purchasing power, but compared to various resources, it was still lacking.
The entire Baishi Town area had a population of at most fifty thousand, and its total output might barely reach millions.
Yet, when it came to cultivation resources, a single cultivator could easily spend over ten thousand dark copper each month, which was truly exaggerated.
Of course, with a high investment, the returns were equally high.
Yun Ye poured out a pill and swallowed it.
Quickly, he felt a flame ignite within him, and he sensed the power of the Fire Element spirituality.
“At least four times the efficiency of normal cultivation; this pill… is terrifying.”
Yun Ye saw beyond the surface of the pill and glimpsed the inner workings of the world.
In a world devoid of spirituality, if no one was around, even a large sum of money was just numbers that couldn’t be converted into actual power.
A thousand-man army, even if fully equipped with perfect armor and weapons, had its limits; there was no way to invest more money to increase their combat power.
However, in this world, money equated to resources, and money itself represented power.
Wealthy families could endlessly pour money into creating an unbeatable expert.
The potential for cultivation exceeded that of armor and weaponry, and no amount of money could ever be fully exhausted.
What did this signify?
It meant that families with hidden wealth could continuously consume their riches to maintain their dominance.
As long as they had money, even a pig could become an immortal pig, transforming into the family’s guardian spirit.
This was why, in this world, earning money also meant gaining power, and those in power could not tolerate others sharing their wealth and authority.
So-called merchants in this world were merely representatives of various factions; it was nearly impossible to rise from nothing.
Yun Ye’s business now generated thousands each month. If he weren’t someone with the revival of Spiritual Roots and if Yang Shu hadn’t found a powerful backing, this venture would surely not have continued.
It must be said that, whether in modern times or ancient, the art of business seemed the same: one must not hoard everything; if one doesn’t share a bit, they should prepare for others to eliminate them.
Yun Ye needed enough money for cultivation, so having a significant portion of the business profits shared was no problem for him.
It sounded like a loss, but if the partners were noble families, it made perfect sense.
Noble families would only accumulate wealth for themselves; how could a commoner hope to share in their earnings? That would be seeking death.
The principle of noble families was that their possessions must be kept exclusively for themselves. Anyone who dared to touch them would be dealt with ruthlessly.
As for the belongings of others, cooperation was impossible; they would inevitably take them by force and continue to hoard everything for themselves…
Unless the opposing party was very strong!
Having just stepped into the extraordinary realm, Yun Ye naturally didn’t belong to the category of the powerful; he wasn’t yet qualified to do business with noble families.
Theoretically, if Yun Ye settled in Baishi Town and ran his business for four or five generations, producing a dozen or so revival of Spiritual Roots, he could call himself a small noble family, at which point he would have the most basic qualification.
However, as a single individual, one had to be strong enough; just being part of the Black Armored Army wasn’t enough; one must become a Captain.
Once he grew strong enough to reach the level of Captain, any noble family in Baishi Town would show him respect.
Zhu Zhaohong, a noble from the Ji family, which ranked just below the Liu family, dared not speak ill of Yun Wen, proving the point.
That was Yun Ye’s goal—though not yet clearly defined, he felt mentally it was much easier to see the pathway ahead.
He looked forward to the day when he could master Spiritual Tools and become a true cultivator.
