Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 148: Chapter 114 That Eastern Person Must Have the Help of a Ghostly God!_2

After cursing a few vulgar words, the boss ordered his secretary to book him a flight to Nepal!

During this period, like this boss, many had chosen either to go by themselves or to send their trusted nephews and nieces.

President Huang also took a sip of the long-steeped hot water at the same time.

Feeling the warmth, President Huang shook his head slightly, feeling that this advantage was far worse compared to the tea personally served by the Rat Taoist at the Bone Burying Ground!

Thinking of that tea, President Huang could not help but swallow reflexively.

Then, President Huang saw a message on his phone; it was from an old friend who had been persuaded by him to come and take a look.

President Huang smiled, took out a notebook from his drawer, and checked his friend’s name off the list.

Another financial backer was coming to support their exorcism business!

After finishing these tasks, President Huang rubbed his forehead and whispered,

“It’s all thanks to the Taoist agreeing to let us sell these medicine bags to gather more human and material resources.”

“Otherwise, without anything real to offer, those cunning devils would not have been so easy to talk to.”

The medicine bags that President Huang and others had recently sold indeed contained commonly used medicinal materials.

However, their origin was from the Immortal Cultivation World.

They were mainly used as secondary ingredients for Little Taoist Zhouxuan to refine Qi Blood Pills and Nourishing Yuan Pills.

After most of the medicinal potency was extracted and turned into residue, Su Ping tried it out and found that maybe because the materials came from the Immortal Cultivation World or perhaps because they were processed in the Alchemy Furnace, they were also imbued with the spiritual energy of Pot Cave Heaven.

This residue, if consumed by ordinary people, could have some health benefits.

So, Su Ping had a flash of insight and extracted the same kind of medicinal residues available on Water Blue Star for Recycling.

He handed them over to President Huang and six others to distribute through their connections in high-end circles for small-scale trials.

As expected, they had already created a significant reaction among the wealthy.

If one were to give a review, it would definitely be overwhelmingly positive, with a repurchase rate exceeding ninety-nine percent!

As for those duped into coming to Nepal and who realized that the mysterious truly existed and decided to increase their investments,

Su Ping had no immediate plans to expand the number of registered disciples at the Bone Burying Ground.

After all, the more abundant things are in this world, the less they are cherished.

Su Ping’s plan involved letting President Huang and others set up a contribution list; those ranked on the list would get some perks every month or two, such as the quantities of medicine bags they could purchase, and so forth.

Su Ping was not worried that these financiers would not fall for it.

According to President Huang, these people were so poor, all they had left was money. If money could buy health and a high-quality life, these people really weren’t afraid of high prices… of course, they couldn’t just ask for any price through the roof, as a slow and steady income is a win-win strategy.

And according to President Huang’s guess, among these like-minded individuals coming in, there certainly were those planning to act as intermediaries.

And this was what President Huang and others delighted in seeing; these were the primary consumers in the early stage, and in order to maintain their revenue channels, they could further enhance their initiative!

“Things are okay for now, but after a while, when even the most cautious people can’t find any side effects from these Body Refining Tea Bags and accept them,”

“I’m going to be really busy.”

“Ah, it’s all for the future development of the Bone Burying Ground, and I can only entrust my corpulent body entirely to the sect’s project!”

President Huang sighed, then began to practice boxing in his office.

Since learning Martial Arts, President Huang’s hobbies had shifted from indulgence in food, drink, and gambling to indulging in food, drink, and practicing martial arts.

Meanwhile, at a shooting range converted from a deserted factory within the industrial area,

Boss Lu was practicing his shooting skills.

Utilizing the Five Senses he gained from martial arts training,

Boss Lu’s performance was impressively noted by several high-paying coaches.

Within just a few weeks of training,

Boss Lu had transformed from a novice to a veteran soldier, and then from a veteran soldier to a Sharpshooter,

Now, he had even become classifiable as a champion shooter who should compete for national glory!

What made the coaches even more astonished was that Boss Lu had reached such proficiency not only with one type of weapon.

But be it handguns, rifles, or various customized individual weapons,

He could quickly familiarize himself during training and achieve an astonishing hit rate.

“The weapons I’ve got this time are quite nice; they’re comfortable to use,”

Boss Lu removed his ear protection, placed the two submachine guns he had fired on the shooting range’s counter,

and then sent a message.

Shortly afterward, the arms dealer behind Boss Lu revealed a smile, having seen a confidant receive the final payment.

Then, this group excitedly prepared to go to other venues to continue building relationships,

leaving the coaches staring at the targets, questioning their life choices.

“Is this a natural-born shooter? I think he shouldn’t be here, he should go compete in a contest…”

“I… I’m starting to doubt those local legends, Old Li. I plan to visit that temple when I rest tomorrow…”

Boss Lu and the arms dealers went to the best hotel in Gad City.

Then, after a hearty meal, he had his secretary drive them back to the industrial area.

On the road, Boss Lu discovered that they were suddenly surrounded by more than ten dilapidated jeeps and Humvees.

“What’s going on!”

Boss Lu was slightly startled, and amidst his surprise, he immediately sent out an alert through a satellite phone.

At this moment, he found his mind to be unusually calm.

He took out a weapons box from under the seat, and quickly assembled an automatic rifle that had been modified to load specialized high-power bullets.

He also checked the two pistols on his body.

Due to their powerful capabilities, these two pistols, custom-made for Boss Lu, had calibers even more exaggerated than a Desert Eagle.

The pistol bodies were gilded and engraved with exorcism scriptures.

Boss Lu did it not for anything else but to fulfill the fiery fantasies of his youth.

Just as he was about to make a last stand if he couldn’t escape!

The voice of the Rat Taoist suddenly rang in Boss Lu’s ear, telling him to do whatever he wanted to do!

He, the Rat Taoist, was watching over him! Absolute Protection had granted him safety!

Just then, as someone from the chasing jeeps began to speak through a megaphone, indicating that they only wanted to invite Boss Lu for a casual chat somewhere,

and as several soldiers on the open-top Humvees raised their automatic rifles intending to fire a warning shot,

they were shocked to find that the doors of the target vehicle suddenly opened!

Then a nimble figure leapt onto the roof of the vehicle like a phantom.

Before these puzzled soldiers could comprehend what happened next,

Boss Lu was already standing on the roof, holding a large-caliber pistol in his left hand and a modified automatic rifle in his right, and he crazily pulled the triggers!

“What’s going on!”

The commander leading this convoy widened his eyes.

Just as he cursed aloud, he heard a crash of shattering glass and then saw the driver next to him with a huge hole in his head, already lifeless!

Boom!

Suddenly losing its driver, the Humvee went out of control and crashed into a jeep ahead.

Then, both vehicles flipped over on the road.

Meanwhile, continuous gunfire, swearing, and screams erupted on the road,

chilling the heart of the overturned commander by half.

He truly couldn’t understand what had emboldened the other party to counterattack!

Did they really think they were the King of Soldiers!

This commander kept cursing as he clumsily climbed out of the vehicle,

and pondered how to report to the General that this invitation had failed,

and they might have even unintentionally harmed the other party…

But the responsibility was absolutely all on the other side!

They could just break ties with these Easterners if need be.

Anyway, he didn’t believe a group of outsiders would dare to confront a military warlord who practically controlled several districts!

“General Bahadur, please listen to my explanation…”

Just as he stood up, the commander heard a communication request from the General, and he instinctively answered and began to deflect blame.

It was then he suddenly noticed the surroundings had quietened down.

And as he fully stood up, his field of vision expanded.

The commander’s pupils sharply constricted.

He wanted to say something, but the fear and shock made him unable to succeed.

After a while, accompanied by the General’s reproach,

this commander finally faced the scattered and utterly defeated convoy, and with a bitter face said:

“General… we, we’ve encountered a Ghostly God this time!”

“That Easterner must have been helped by a Ghostly God!”

“He… he alone destroyed the entire convoy I led this time!”