Chapter 305
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Chapter 305: The House Flipper Alone in a Foreign Land
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground trembled violently, one shockwave after another.
The source of this chaos was a dozen mechanical puppets!
Each mechanical puppet stood ten zhang tall, their bodies encased in iron, wielding massive meteor hammers in both hands as they rampaged through Xian City.
They obliterated everything in their path!
These mechanical puppets were incredibly powerful; a single swing of their hammers could reduce a stone house to rubble.
Their demolition efficiency would leave even the most seasoned professionals from the earthly realm in awe.
Wang Chen averted his gaze.
He was currently in the southern outskirts of Xian City.
This open area was filled with countless tents of various sizes.
The inhabitants of these tents were the original residents of Xian City.
Now, their homes were being destroyed at an alarming rate, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Yet, these cultivators showed neither anger nor sorrow; they gathered around campfires, engaged in lively discussions.
Wang Chen was among them.
He maintained the Spirit Concealment Technique, keeping his aura at around the Qi Training ninth level.
This way, he neither alienated other Qi Training cultivators nor was he underestimated.
The balance was perfect.
A red-faced cultivator took a sip of wine and asked cheerfully, “Fellow traveler He, how much compensation did you receive today?”
The one addressed was an elderly cultivator with white hair, who replied with a bitter smile, “I have five family members. Counting heads and the original house, they gave me a new contract worth four shares.”
The red-faced cultivator commented, “That’s quite decent.”
The old cultivator frowned, “But my son and daughter-in-law wish to move to another immortal city. This new contract can only be exchanged for two hundred spirit fragments; it’s quite a loss.”
The red-faced cultivator shrugged, “Two hundred spirit fragments are quite good!”
The beast tide that struck a few days ago caused massive destruction in Xian City and terrified many of the surviving cultivators.
Several planned to relocate to safer areas.
Others were unwilling to live under the rule of the White Tiger Sect.
Three days ago, the White Tiger Sect issued a proclamation, directly declaring Xian City as their new stronghold.
In this announcement, the White Tiger Sect stated their plans to rebuild Xian City, not only constructing city walls but also setting up protective formations to defend against magical beasts and evil spirits.
Consequently, the White Tiger Sect would requisition all private properties within the city!
As the saying goes, the arm cannot twist the thigh; leveraging their recent victory over the beast tide and the goodwill earned, the cultivators in Xian City harbored discontent but dared not oppose.
The twelve magical flying ships anchored outside the city were sufficient to quell any dissent!
Yet, despite their overwhelming advantage, the White Tiger Sect did not push too hard.
They compensated for the houses in the city based on their size and the number of residents.
One person counted as three-tenth of an area; the old cultivator’s family of five received a compensation of one-and-a-half shares, plus the original two-and-a-half shares from their house, resulting in a four-part new contract.
Once Xian City was rebuilt, he could use this new contract to enter the lottery and obtain a house covering four shares of land.
The new contract was a new Deed to the house.
What he received was a new home with an expanded area, which is why the red-faced cultivator said it was quite good.
The issue was that the old cultivator’s family wanted to sell the house and leave Xian City, and according to the rules set by the White Tiger Sect, this new contract could only be exchanged for two hundred spirit fragments.
This was significantly lower than the market price of their old house.
Of course, after experiencing the beast tide, even if the White Tiger Sect didn’t have such a practice, houses in the city would inevitably drop in value.
So, it was hard to say whether they were at a loss.
In response, Wang Chen could only say: The White Tiger Sect really knows how to play!
The old cultivator, having drunk from half a gourd of wine and feeling a bit tipsy, got a sharp response from the red-faced cultivator. He immediately pulled out a piece of contract paper from his storage bag: "Four-part new contract, three hundred and fifty spirit fragments, whoever wants it can take it!"
As a result, everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke.
The reason was simple; many present had also received new contracts.
And just like the old cultivator, countless others wanted to leave Xian City, so who would be willing to spend spirit stones?
Seeing everyone unresponsive, the old cultivator gritted his teeth, “Three hundred! I’ll sell it for three hundred spirit stones!”
His family was determined to leave, and they surely wouldn’t take a new house in the city.
As long as this new contract was worth a little more than the direct exchange price, he would sell it!
“Is nobody interested in three hundred?”
The old cultivator’s gaze scanned the room, revealing a look of disappointment: “Fine, then I’ll just…”
“Give it to me.”
At that moment, Wang Chen spoke up: “I’ll take it for three hundred spirit stones.”
“Great!”
The old cultivator was instantly overjoyed and hurriedly handed over the new contract to Wang Chen: “Here you go!”
The new contract recognized the contract itself, not the person; whoever held it could enter the lottery to choose a house, allowing free trading.
He feared Wang Chen would change his mind, almost pushing it into the latter’s hands.
Wang Chen had no intention of going back on his word and handed over three hundred spirit fragments.
Wang Chen’s plan was to find a reliable team to go to the West Sea Spiritual Realm in the spring of next year.
Even if everything went smoothly, he would need to stay here for almost three months.
The previous Xian City was chaotic and mixed, which Wang Chen disliked, so he chose to set up a cave and dig tunnels in the wild, building his own shelter.
Now that the cave was destroyed and the threat of magical beasts loomed, moving to the city became a good option.
Of course, it had to be the new Xian City built by the White Tiger Sect with walls and protective formations!
Since Wang Chen didn’t plan to stay long, he naturally had no concerns like other cultivators.
Moreover, Wang Chen thought that while people were currently anxious, with many cultivators wanting to leave, once the new city was built and the situation stabilized, housing prices would inevitably rise.
That way, he could sell before leaving and still make a profit.
Although his idea might not be correct, a few hundred spirit stones were well within Wang Chen’s means.
He even thought about making a big move: “Whoever else wants to sell, I’ll buy at this price!”
As a lone house flipper in a foreign land, Wang Chen had been a house slave in his previous life, and this time he aimed to become the landlord!
“I’ll bid!”
“Me, me!”
“Here, I too!”
As soon as Wang Chen finished speaking, several cultivators nearby immediately scrambled to trade with him.
Wang Chen accepted everyone without refusal, purchasing all the new contracts at a 50% premium over the base exchange price.
He had made quite a bit of spirit stones by selling talismans, so losing them all wouldn’t be a big issue.
As a result, news of Wang Chen’s “High Price” acquisition of new contracts quickly spread through the tent camp.
Numerous cultivators rushed to sell their new contracts to him.
Wang Chen bought over a hundred contracts in one go, stopping only when his spirit stones were nearly exhausted.
During this process, some cultivators who had initially wanted to sell suddenly changed their minds.
They secured their new contracts, and a few kept their options open, quietly asking others to buy.
Wang Chen inadvertently created a small real estate flipping group!
