Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1000 - 512: The Initial Chan of Sun and Moon

One can only say that the cultivation track of hugging thighs is indeed too competitive. You have to compete to hug the company’s thighs, compete to hug the thighs of the Immortal Palace, and even have to compete to hug the muscular thighs of Lady Nangong. Yet, Chen Xuantian doesn’t fancy any slimmer ones, especially since he has already planned the Yun Meng strategy. The Nangong Family is indeed the most suitable camp to start with, and the other royal families are probably equally competitive, so he doesn’t feel like changing maps anymore.

After some consideration, Chen Xuantian decides to adopt PLAN B, swiftly heading towards the southern marketplace dock. From afar, he sees huge gladiatorial arena-like huts lined along the shore, with roars of tigers and beasts echoing non-stop, filling the ears. The ground is muddy, filthy, and reeks of a foul smell mixed with a bloody scent, uncertain if it’s river mud mixed with animal feces.

Hmm, this is the Beast Cage, also the dock warehouse. The local specialties are all kinds of demon beasts. The hunting team from the Nangong Family captures demons alive and keeps them at the dock. Northern merchants don’t even dock their ships; they just take what they fancy. If they can’t agree on the price, they temporarily keep them in the Beast Cage. Unsold ones are skinned and de-boned for raw materials. So basically, it’s an enormous wholesale market, with all sorts of random stuff imaginable.

"Shopkeeper, how much for these?"

Chen Xuantian cheerfully takes the selected demon materials to checkout, only for the shopkeeper to glance at him and shake his head,

"Not for sale."

Chen Xuantian shakes his Divine Gang Coin,

"What, isn’t my money worth money?"

The shopkeeper doesn’t even bother to look at him again,

"All goods are reserved."

"By whom?"

"Nangong Family."

Chen Xuantian smiles, putting the Divine Gang Coin down,

"I see, then what if I insist on buying?"

The shopkeeper doesn’t bother getting up, pointing at the Nangong private soldiers patrolling the marketplace,

"Want trouble, find them. Bring a ticket to collect goods."

"Thanks for the tip."

Well, this place is the most important source of funds for the Nangong Family. The Beast Cage’s supply and security completely rely on the Nangong Family’s private soldiers. Whether setting up stalls or trading, a cut goes to the Nangong Family. Local hunters can only sell furs through the Nangong Family’s hunting team, and Central Plains merchants and oligarchs can only purchase from the Nangong Family. Anyone not abiding by the Nangong Family’s rules, beware of the dense forests and rapid winds beyond Yunmeng River Mouth. It’s just asking to capsize.

Of course, there are many forces stronger than the Nangong Family in Central Plains. If one really wants to argue, river across Yunmeng Navy once stood aside General of the Southern Expedition’s armies, capable of wiping the Nangong Family out.

Unfortunately times have changed, with the Nangong Family’s household servants bulking up, leveling up, naturally expanding its power and growing stronger. Opposite, the Immortal Army has been redeployed to Central Plains battles, severely weakening the control of the Three Constellations Court, leaving only a few thousand navy remaining. The Nangong Family has already bribed them from top to bottom, even selling military equipment and armor, just waiting for Young Master Nangong to receive the imperial decree, approximately open the camp gates, welcoming the General’s return.

Moreover, what’s the point? A powerful dragon can’t suppress the snakes that dwell here. Truly slaughtering these hunters and carriers, who’s going into the deep mountains and forests? Who’s hunting demons and spirits? Who’s gathering pelts and bones? Who’s handling the mess of eat, drink, get rid of? Pay a bit of money and someone will do it for you, just collect the goods, is there a more cost-effective business?

This way merchants have a place to buy goods, Li People have a place to sell goods, and everyone can lean against the big tree of the Nangong Family, a true win-win...

"Ha, three to one, quite the spicy challenge..."

Chen Xuantian follows the private soldiers to the center of the Beast Cage, the ticket selling counter, glances at it acknowledgingly.

Buying things here is like a game of wealth, changing money into tickets and then exchanging tickets for goods. But the price of tickets is set by the Nangong Family, the quantity of tickets and the supply of goods is also determined by the Nangong Family. Roughly speaking, for one thousand worth of goods, the Nangong Family might extract two thousand, and you’re not guaranteed to get it since the number of tickets issued daily is limited. Plus, hunting teams and merchants hoard goods through high auction in the black market, plain talk, it’s the financial route the Nangong Family leaves for house guards and trusted affiliates. So a middleman is necessary to buy goods, the effective rate far exceeds this.

Of course, big business like the Three Constellations, Immortal Gate, or Vassal State level deal directly with the Nangong Family, facing no difficulty, rules are only for those without qualification to sit at the table.

Yet even under such conditions, countless merchants rush from Central Plains to pick up bargains. Because rules, at least, are better than chaos, because the cultivation track is so competitive, even with two, five, or ten times costs, profit can still be gained. Because the Central Plains cultivation mountain men and gate valves are never short of money, profits of tens or hundreds of times are achievable.

But if you play against these existing rules or outright flip the table, the outcome is no one gets to eat.

So it’s still that saying, everyone can profit from the system, but the prerequisite is climbing high enough at the table, otherwise, one gets eaten to the bone, barely scraping together a living.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"

"Bastard!" "Son of a turtle!" "Little brat!"

Chen Xuantian turns his head, watching a boy getting beaten until hanging from the beam by a Nangong foreman for not playing by the rules.

Yes, a child, hung from the beam whipped because they are a group of thieves. Stealing money and goods, breaking specific Nangong rules secretly dealing with outsiders, equivalent to stealing from Nangong Family. So they must be severely punished to serve as a warning.

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