Chapter 513: Planning for the Eight Desolates, Qian Ya Gets Reprimanded
Three days passed quickly.
A new signal tower was rapidly erected. When Zhang Yusheng went out again, he was caught by Yang Feiyun.
Now, the only one still “on the run” was Chen Changsheng.
…
Inn.
“This is betrayal against the Heavenly Court, they will not let you go.”
Mao Shiba, who had been tied up, was thrown in front of Chen Changsheng.
“This guy is like a rock in a cesspool—hard and stinky. I couldn’t do anything about it; you take over.”
Facing Yang Feiyun’s complaints, Chen Changsheng glanced and said, “Go on with your tasks. Use this opportunity to interact more with the Wang family.”
“After playing around for so long, it’s time to get serious.”
“Alright, then I’ll leave first.”
With that, Yang Feiyun turned and left the room.
After Yang Feiyun left, Mao Shiba stopped cursing, just looking at Chen Changsheng with bloodshot eyes.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng fiddled with his communicator while saying, “Why stop cursing? I’m still waiting to see if you can come up with something new.”
“Now that I’m fish on the chopping block, what use is your talk?”
“I never imagined you could infiltrate so deeply, even the battalion commander’s friend has fallen in line with you.”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng momentarily put down his communicator and looked at Mao Shiba, saying, “Listen carefully, I’ll say this once, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner wasn’t made by me.”
“I don’t believe you!”
“Believe it or not, I need to make a call now, don’t disturb me.”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng dialed a specific number.
Immediately, an unstable image appeared on the communicator.
The figure in the image was none other than Xu Hu, the Heavenly Court’s General Commander of Armies.
“Young Master, why did it take you so long to find me? I’ve missed you so much after all these years.”
“Why would I miss you? Is this small matter really beyond your capability?”
“You jest, Young Master. I will always believe in you.”
“But without you by my side, I still feel a bit uneasy.”
“This is part of growing up. I can’t do everything for you. The next steps you have to do yourselves.”
“The offensive towards the Eight Desolates needs to be initiated soon. Once the two worlds collide, the battlefield won’t be under your control anymore.”
“Also, have Ye Yongxian and Wang Hao move. They have broad experience and can help stabilize the situation.”
“The foundation of the Eight Desolates is complete. One person like Tian Guang isn’t enough.”
Hearing this, Xu Hu hesitated and said, “I’m afraid I can’t get them to move.”
“Just say it’s me who said it!”
“The coming era will be long and arduous. If they think they can enjoy a peaceful life after doing just a little, they’re mistaken.”
“I understand.”
“Oh, Young Master, why did you capture my troops?”
“A very interesting child.”
“Is that so?”
“Then he’s really lucky.”
After chatting with Xu Hu for a few more moments, Chen Changsheng hung up.
Then, Chen Changsheng dialed another number.
This time, the image on the communicator showed a woman.
“Master, after so many years, you can’t start by scolding me.”
“Scolding you would be too lenient.”
“Troops need supplies before they march. How are you handling logistics? Why hasn’t the Qilin communicator been promoted in the Eight Desolates?”
Facing Chen Changsheng’s questioning, Qian Ya replied, “Master, you’re blaming me unjustly.”
“I ensure smooth communication for the Heavenly Court’s army.”
“The situation in the Eight Desolates is chaotic. Forcing the promotion of the Qilin communicator would cause significant damage, which is detrimental…”
“Don’t waste words!”
Upon hearing Qian Ya’s words, Chen Changsheng slammed the table and started yelling.
“I know the situation here as well as you do.”
“The overall situation in the Eight Desolates is chaotic, which fosters a robust and fierce populace.”
“To put it bluntly, the beings here are all aggressive types.”
“Once we engage in battle with these individuals, the cost of our victory will be enormous.”
“The best way to soften this fierce populace is through comfort.”
“Only when beings live comfortably for a long time will they learn to fear d*ath.”
“The Qilin communicator is a groundbreaking product. With this, the horizons of cultivators will expand.”
“After seeing the vastness of the world, they won’t be as narrow-minded or stubborn.”
Facing Chen Changsheng’s reprimand, Qian Ya lowered her head in shame.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng continued his lecture.
“When I taught you, I clearly told you that the fastest way to gain wealth is to develop a primitive ‘wilderness.'”
“And now, the Eight Desolates is the largest such wilderness.”
“The position of the God of Wealth originated from your ancestors, but they didn’t truly become the ‘God of Wealth’ whose wealth can reach the divine.”
“The development of the Nine Domains helped you ascend to the position of the God of Wealth.”
“The development of the Eight Desolates will enable you to truly become the ‘God of Wealth.'”
“Only by successfully developing the Eight Desolates can you, Qian Ya, become the ‘God of Wealth’ in the eyes of the powerful, rather than just a merchant skilled in accounting.”
After listening, Qian Ya pursed her lips and said, “Master, I understand.”
“But I don’t have confidence in winning this gamble.”
“It’s not that you lack confidence; you’re just afraid of losing!”
“In the past, even a small ‘Miss Ya’ from Wanbao Pavilion dared to challenge the ‘Master Shiquan’ to a shocking grand bet.”
“How can the ‘God of Wealth’ who claims dominion over the Nine Domains act timidly now?”
“Has the fine living you’ve enjoyed over the years dulled your ambition?”
“No!”
Qian Ya exclaimed passionately.
“If not, then what are you afraid of!”
“Business is like war. There’s no guaranteed victory in any battle, nor is there a risk-free business.”
“If you win, you must also be able to lose.”
“I believe you, Qian Ya, can be the ‘God of Wealth’ and the ‘Miss Ya’ of Wanbao Pavilion.”
After hearing this, Qian Ya took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
“Master, what you said is right. I can be the ‘God of Wealth’ and the ‘Miss Ya.'”
“The worst outcome is simply returning to where we started.”
“The True Disciple of the Supreme Saint must submit a graduation project upon graduation.”
“So let the Eight Desolates be my graduation project.”
“No problem, I’ll wait for your graduation project.”
Receiving Chen Changsheng’s response, Qian Ya hesitated and said,
“Master once promised me a wish, but you never fulfilled it seriously. I wonder if that promise still holds?”
