Wang Fugui gazed at the last fragment of memory left by the original owner of this body—he had died on the spot in the sect's market after being mocked for not being able to afford even the most basic Qi Condensation Pill. His qi and blood reversed in anger, and he simply… expired.
Wang Fugui sighed.
"Brother, your mental endurance was… not great."
He stretched his newly acquired sixteen-year-old body and walked to the blurry bronze mirror inside the hut. The boy reflected there looked delicate enough, but between his brows was an unbearable air of poverty and timidity. The standard outer-sect blue robe on him was washed pale, and the cuffs were frayed.
The original owner was also named Wang Fugui, one of the hundred thousand outer-sect disciples of the Xuantian Sect. Three years of cultivation, yet still stuck at Qi Refining stage two. His parents were mere mortal peddlers; they had emptied their savings to gather ten low-grade spirit stones and send him here, hoping he would bring glory to the family.
In the end, no glory—
and even the ancestors' graves probably couldn't produce smoke anymore.
"The cultivation world is this competitive too."
Wang Fugui rubbed his temples. In his previous life, as an overworked e-commerce operations specialist who literally died at his desk, he had experienced the word "competitive" on a soul-deep level.
Just as he was debating whether to sneak a free meal from the dining hall or go to the task office to pick up some water-carrying and wood-chopping chores, a cold voice rang in his mind:
[Qualified host detected. Matching soul frequency…]
[Match successful. Binding 'Multiversal Commercial Cultivation System'…]
[Binding completed. Beginner's package issued.]
Wang Fugui froze—then his eyes lit up hotter than seeing a year-end bonus in his previous life.
It came! The standard transmigrator starter pack!
He immediately shouted in his mind: "System? Introduce yourself?"
A translucent interface unfolded before him, minimalist and modern, completely out of place in this ancient cultivation world.
[Host: Wang Fugui]
[Realm: Qi Refining 2 (Initial)]
[Main business: None]
[Total assets: Low-grade spirit stones ×1, worn blue robe ×1, crude clay bowl ×1]
[Current profit goal: 0/100 low-grade spirit stones (beginner task)]
[System Core Rules: This system does NOT provide direct cultivation. Host's realm increases according to total profits and customer satisfaction. Profit creates value; service warms the immortal heart. May fortune bless you on your rise to the Immortal Rich List.]
Wang Fugui stared at the last sentence, his smile growing wildly.
No direct cultivation boost?
Level up by making money and serving customers?
This system… understood him perfectly.
He opened the beginner package.
[Received: Initial startup funds ×50 low-grade spirit stones]
[Received: Low-tier talisman material pack ×1 (can make 10 basic talismans such as cleaning, lighting, etc.)]
[Received: Business Insight (Primary) ×1 — briefly view a target's consumption needs and spending ability.]
[Received: Basic Talisman Compendium (Everyday Edition) ×1]
Fifty spirit stones! A fortune!
He remembered: the original owner worked an entire month of chores for only three stones. Outer-sect stipend was five a month. Fifty stones was basically divine financial aid.
But he didn't rush to spend it. His past experience told him: how you burn your startup capital decides if you soar or crash.
His gaze landed on the talisman compendium.
It didn't contain offensive or speed talismans, but rather things like:
"Automatic Cleaning Talisman" — cleans a three-meter radius for an hour.
"Temperature Regulation Talisman" — keeps an area warm or cool for three days.
"Image Recording Talisman" — records scenes and sound.
His eyes lit up.
Fireball and movement talismans were for fights.
But cleaning, temperature control, recording?
These were lifestyle upgrades. Pain points! Necessities!
Cultivators were also humans—humans were lazy, wanted comfort, and liked to keep memories. Especially low-level disciples who couldn't live on qi alone—they still had homes to clean and cold nights to endure.
And these talismans—nobody sold them in the sect market!
A blue ocean market!
He immediately bought:
A cheap second-hand talisman brush – 5 stones
Three stacks of talisman paper + basic ink – 10 stones
Twenty tiny, nearly-useless scrap storage bags – 10 stones
A three-day stall rental in a remote corner – 5 stones
Then he locked himself in his hut to practice.
Six tries later—
[Successfully created Automatic Cleaning Talisman (Low) ×1. Talisman proficiency +1.]
Two days later, he had produced:
15 Cleaning Talismans
10 Temperature Talismans
7 Recording Talismans
Early morning on the third day, he opened his humble stall.
He did not shout.
He simply placed a wooden sign with bold, crude, but very eye-catching text:
[Automatic Cleaning Talisman — Still sweeping with your hands? OUT! Just activate and enjoy spotless floors! 3 spirit stones each. Today only: Buy 2 get 1 free!]
[Temperature Talisman — Warm in winter, cool in summer. Perfect for sleep or cultivation! 4 stones each.]
[Recording Talisman — Capture memorable moments (or evidence). 5 stones each.]
[Storage bag refurbishment — 1 stone. Looks old, works like new!]
Passers-by snickered. A few stayed out of curiosity.
Wang Fugui calmly demonstrated the cleaning talisman. A gentle breeze swept across the dusty ground, leaving it clean and shining.
The crowd froze.
"Hey… it actually works?"
His first customer bought six talismans. Then more came. Storage bag refurbishing shocked them even more.
By sunset, he had sold nearly everything.
Net profit: 52 spirit stones.
And then—
[Beginner task completed! Total profit: 60/100]
[Reward issuing…]
[Realm upgrade: Qi Refining 2 → Qi Refining 3]
[Received: 100 spirit stones]
[Unlocked: Member Point System (Primary)]
[Hidden reward: Intro to Low-Tier Formations (Civilian Edition) ×1]
Warm spiritual energy surged through him—Breakthrough!
Three years of stagnation broken in one day. Money really was the way of immortality.
He returned to his hut, opened the formation book:
"Youth Edition Spirit-Gathering Array" — cheap, 30% effectiveness.
"Economy Sound-Proof Array" — basic privacy.
"Simple Alert Array" — door/window notification.
A new business realm unfolded before him.
"Looks like it's time to prepare Fugui Express delivery service and the Linglong Housing Renovation business."
Under the moonlight, the mountains of the Xuantian Sect were covered in gentle silver glow—like a giant blank cheque waiting for him to fill in the amount.
Wang Fugui's immortal path had just placed
its first decimal point