My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

79. Flood and ferocious beasts

Young Master Deng left in a hurry.

Xu Yan's smile remained unchanged as he continued to hawk his wares.

What do you mean I can't sell it to others? What's our relationship? Why are you making so many demands?

Moreover, this young master Xu might be short of money and just said it casually to save face, in case he doesn't come back.

Seeing that Young Master Deng wanted to book the entire venue, everyone rushed forward: "Hey, I want all the remaining talismans... What, only ten? I'll provide the talisman paper, hurry up and draw them for me!"

"Me too! Me too!"

Those who brought talismans pushed forward, while those who didn't simply surged into Jubaozhai. Some wanted five stacks, others wanted a single cut, keeping Manager Pan extremely busy.

Having neither talismans nor money, they could only stand aside anxiously.

Some shady characters decided to target other people instead. Some succeeded, some failed, and one was caught red-handed and beaten half to death by a group of victims.

The reason they didn't send him to be reincarnated on the spot wasn't out of mercy, but because they wanted to sell him to some mine to help everyone recover their losses.

Hey!

Xu Yan secretly took note: These guys have connections? He had to make friends with them!

When Manager Pan saw this, his eyes lit up: talismans could be sold like this!

It's just that there's an added outline, and twenty pieces of yellow hemp paper can be sold for thirty. This business is worth doing!

Manager Pan's eyes darted around, and he tucked his hands into the crowd.

The cultivators present had no concept of excluding others in order. They surrounded Xu Yan in layers, one with a stack of talismans in one hand and another with a pile in another. The talismans were so close to Xu Yan's eyes that those behind him couldn't get close at all.

Everyone wanted to get their share before the second young master Deng returned.

The scene was incredibly lively.

Looking at Xu Yan, he was neither flustered nor hurried. He took out seven or eight printers one after another, installed different templates on each one, stuffed in the talisman paper, turned on the machine, and printed a stack in the blink of an eye.

It boasts incredibly fast paper collection and printing speeds, so naturally, its money collection speed is equally impressive.

The main focus is on quick entry and exit.

Finally, a burly cultivator couldn't resist sending a telepathic message: "Fellow Daoist, do you have any extra magic treasures for making talismans? Could you sell one to me? I'll offer thirty spirit scrolls!"

Xu Yan thought to himself, "Finally, they've arrived." Instead of answering, he asked, "Does everyone want this magical artifact of mine?"

I didn't use a telepathic message; I asked directly.

"Of course!" Several monks responded in unison, but since they hadn't practiced beforehand, their movements were far from synchronized.

Xu Yan deliberately feigned a thoughtful expression, intentionally arousing everyone's curiosity: "It's not entirely impossible..."

Everyone's eyes immediately lit up with anticipation, and some quick-fingered ones immediately snapped up twenty spirit scrolls: "Give me one first!"

The others immediately objected, saying there were only a few items, so why should you go first?

"I'll bet twenty-five!"

"I'll offer thirty!"

"I'll offer fifty!"

The price kept rising, and the few printers that were put out were snapped up in no time.

Those with quick wits will leave without saying a word.

This thing is extremely rare!

It's not difficult to sell it for twenty here, but take it to another immortal shop and sell it for thirty, forty, or even fifty.

Moreover, we will sell the pre-sale tokens first, or even only sell the pre-sale tokens. At that time, it will be an exclusive business. Isn't this a goose that lays golden eggs?

Those who managed to grab something were in a frenzy, while those who didn't were dejected. Some, however, had harbored murderous and thieving intentions from the very beginning, secretly keeping an eye on their respective targets.

Some people even set their sights on Xu Yan, but it's not a good time to make a move right now. They'll keep an eye on him and wait until he leaves the Immortal Market before slowly taking action against him!

Some cultivators who considered themselves skilled in weapon crafting even planned to acquire one, study it carefully, and then replicate it to make a fortune.

In short, each of them had their own agenda, and none of them were easy to deal with. Their eyes were filled with either wariness or covetousness, or both.

However, Xu Yan, who had stirred up this commotion, acted as if nothing had happened and loudly called out, "Hey everyone, don't rush off!"

But now that they've got the magic weapon, who cares about him anymore?

Then, everyone saw Xu Yan take out several printers and corresponding templates from his storage bag: "Those who want to make money, why don't you stay and listen to me? Those who don't want to make money, you can leave now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone, regardless of whether they had received the machine or not, was frozen in place.

Oh no, this kid fooled me!

Everyone was speculating about how much stock was still inside that unassuming Qiankun bag.

Xu Yan smiled and asked, "May I ask everyone, is this a fine treasure?"

Everyone immediately responded in a chaotic chorus: "Of course!"

"That's right!"

Seeing that everyone's attention had returned to him, Xu Yan said, "I am grateful for your kindness, fellow Daoists. Everyone bought this magic treasure of mine in order to make money. As the saying goes, if there is money, let's all make money together. How about we set up a plan so that we can all get rich together? What do you all think?"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, each one filled with astonishment.

Is this person a fool?

Shopkeeper Pan asked suspiciously, "May I ask what kind of rules you plan to establish, fellow Daoist?"

Xu Yan patted the printer: "I plan to sell this magic weapon at a reasonable price of twenty spirit techniques, with no limit on quantity... Everyone can contact fellow Daoists who are interested in purchasing it, and add an appropriate markup... Fellow Daoists can then contact fellow Daoists... Expand channels, recruit talents... Equipment distribution... Template subscription... Sell both talismans and equipment... Profits will be based on performance... The more referrals, the more sales, the higher the commission..."

He spoke eloquently and confidently, leaving the cultivators present stunned and their minds in a state of confusion: Can business really be done like this?

This seems promising!

Xu Yan hadn't finished speaking when he said, "Everyone, which sect's disciples don't draw talismans? How many talisman papers does a single immortal workshop sell in a year? What about a mid-tier sect? What about a top-tier sect? Just think about it, what a huge market this is! Today twenty spirit techniques, tomorrow twenty spirit formulas..."

"What's so special about low-level runes? There will be mid-level runes, and even high-level runes in the future..."

"In addition to tiered agency, there are also regional agencies... sect agencies... immortal workshop agencies... Everyone is welcome to subscribe!"

Everyone was even more bewildered. Could magic treasures be sold like this?

Using all sorts of worldly rhetoric, Xu Yan painted countless rosy pictures, fooling everyone until they were practically crippled. Except for a few people who only intended to get one for their own use, most people were moved by the prospects described by the great writer Xu.

That's money!

With money, you can have magical treasures, elixirs, and the opportunity to continue cultivating and advancing in rank!

At this moment, even those who had planned to kill and rob quietly gave up their ideas.

Who would be willing to take risks if they could make money safely and peacefully?

Xu Yan struck while the iron was hot, put up another banner, set up the Thousand Egret Talisman Industry Guild, and turned the sales site into a rally.

Then comes registration, payment, and bidding for the representative qualification.

Xu Yan couldn't bring himself to harm ordinary people from another world, but as for these cultivators... Hmph, he felt he wasn't ruthless enough!

When Young Master Deng returned, he saw a large group of cultivators in a frenzy.

He was completely stunned. I hadn't been gone for very long. What did I miss?