320: Chapter 319 Harvesting the韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting others), Obtaining the Fragment of the Great Dao

The atmosphere in the Spirit Medicine garden had become somewhat bizarre.

What should have been a brutal, bloody battle for treasures had turned into a one-sided "agricultural harvest".

Lin Feng, like a locust that hadn't eaten for five hundred years, was frantically stocking up in this ancient treasure trove, accompanied by Nezha and Fugui.

"Ouch, why does this 'Nine-Curved Spirit Ginseng' have legs? Trying to run? Where are you going! Nezha, seal the path!"

A ginseng that looked like a chubby baby was desperately trying to burrow into the soil with two root-legs. Nezha chuckled, flicked his Red Armillary Sash, and tied it up as tightly as a hairy crab.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" (Let me go! I am a dignified Millennium Spirit Medicine!) The Spirit Ginseng shrieked.

"Stop yelling. Come home with me; my bathtub is huge, and I'll get you a VIP suite with constant temperature!" Lin Feng grabbed the Spirit Ginseng by its hair (leaves) and shoved it into the System space without hesitation.

Immediately after, he turned his gaze to the other side.

"Fugui! Stop! That's a 'Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit', a supreme item that can make someone ascend on the spot with one, or burst their blood vessels with two! Are you eating it like candy? Spit it out! That's for slaughtering fat sheep at the auction house later!"

Lin Feng lunged forward, pinched Fugui's cheeks, and forcibly dug out the bright red, dripping fruit. Fugui waved its little paws aggrievedly, indicating it just wanted to taste the flavor.

This wasn't just gathering medicine; this was basically "demolition".

"This stone is not bad, it has Dao Rhyme on it, move it away!"

"The water in this spirit spring is quite sweet. System, drain it for me! After we take it back, this will be 'Lin's Evian Mineral Water', selling for one hundred Spirit Stones a bottle!"

"This ground... forget it, the ground can't be taken, scrape three feet of this spirit soil!"

In just half an hour.

The Spirit Medicine garden, originally lush, filled with auspicious energy and dancing cranes, was now cleaner than a plate licked by a dog. The ground was full of potholes, not even a weed remained, and even the Spiritual Qi in the air had been sucked away by more than half by Lin Feng using a Formation.

At the very center of the garden, Lin Feng finally found one of the core targets of this trip—the Five Elements Dao Fragments.

It was a crystal floating above the dried-up spirit spring, only the size of a fingernail, yet it emitted a five-colored light that made even space tremble. The light around it was distorted, as if it were constantly evolving the cycle of life and death of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.

"Is this the Dao Fragments?" Lin Feng reached out, feeling that pure, ultimate power of the Law.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining one 'Five Elements Dao Fragment'!]

[This is an object of the world's Origin, containing pure Five Elements Law. Collecting enough fragments can recast the supreme Dao foundation, and it is also a necessary Material for condensing the 'Myriad Dao Immortal King Fruit'.]

[System valuation: Priceless. If you really had to sell it, it could probably buy one-tenth of the Heavenly Court.]

"Sell? Am I the kind of prodigal son?" Lin Feng happily tucked it away, "Such good stuff, of course, it's kept for myself to inlay my teeth... oh no, to inlay my Dao Fruit."

This trip was a huge profit.

Lin Feng brushed the dirt off his hands, turned around contentedly, and looked at the entrance of the Spirit Medicine garden.

No one had left that place.

Because Nezha, under Lin Feng's instruction, had been guarding the hole that Fugui had bitten open. The brat laid his Fire-Tipped Spear horizontally on the ground, sealing the road tightly with Samadhi True Fire, with four words written on his face: None Shall Pass.

Those Prodigies who had run away but hadn't gone far, or those who wanted to run but couldn't bear to leave the Spirit Medicine, were now standing not far away, looking disheveled.

Sword Dust of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Little Yao King of the Yao God Palace, the Young Lord of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, and hundreds of elite Loose Cultivators. Their expressions were more uncomfortable than if they had eaten a fly.

Want to go in? Can't beat that freak.

Want to leave? Afraid that the freak would come after them to settle scores later.

This "dilemma" left them in agony.

Just then, Lin Feng tidied up his hairstyle, which had been messed up by the Spiritual Qi, put on a warm, neighborly big brother-like smile, and walked out swaggeringly.

"Fellow Daoists, everyone is still here? You are too polite. Knowing I was tired from gathering medicine, you stayed behind to wait for me for dinner?"

Silence filled the scene.

Sword Dust clutched his bleeding chest, which had been grazed by a Flying Sword earlier. He stared at Lin Feng through gritted teeth: "Lin Feng! The Spirit Medicine garden has already been looted by you, what else do you want? Do you really have to kill us all? Leave a line for others, so we can meet again in the future! My Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Old Ancestor is still watching outside!"

"Kill you all? No, no, no, Brother Sword Dust, you misunderstood."

Lin Feng waved his hand, looking innocent, "I am a civilized person, and even more so, a reasonable businessman. I never do things like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, Lin Feng changed the subject: "However, brothers must settle accounts clearly."

He took out a thick stack of rice paper from his bosom, took out a specially made writing brush, and dabbed it with saliva.

"Just now, to clear the field, I performed a spectacular 'Spell Fireworks Show' for everyone. I not only consumed a massive amount of magic power, but also overdrawn my body and used countless precious Talismans. Besides, look..."

Lin Feng pointed to the pockmarked ground around him, "The environment of this Secret Realm has also been destroyed. Shouldn't we sit down and calculate this 'mental distress fee', 'labor fee', 'magic power wear and tear fee', and 'environmental management fee'?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

They had seen shameless people, but never anyone this shameless!

You blasted us with your ultimate moves and made us run for our lives, and now you want us to reimburse you for your magic power? You even want to collect an environmental management fee? This land was clearly destroyed by you!

"You... you are blackmailing! Naked blackmail!" The Little Yao King of the Yao God Palace was so angry that his tiger whiskers were trembling, and the scorched fur on his body was shaking.

"Hey, how can you call it blackmail? This is called financing, this is called crowdfunding."

Lin Feng said with a smile, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous, "There are two paths in front of you now."

"First, keep fighting me. But I must kindly remind you, my 'Unlimited Firepower' mode hasn't been turned off yet. That was just a warm-up. In the next round, I might throw out forbidden Spells. The kind of forbidden Spells that kill a whole group at once."

As he spoke, a terrifying fluctuation that destroyed the world rose in Lin Feng's hand, the Five Elements Law compressing crazily in his palm, making a heart-palpitating humming sound.

Everyone took a step back in unison, their faces pale. The shadow of the sky full of Flying Swords and divine thunder was still lingering in their hearts; who dared to try again?

"Second," Lin Feng put away the fluctuation and shook the paper and pen in his hand, "Sign this IOU, hand over half of the resources on your body as a 'toll fee', and you can leave safely. I, Lin Feng, guarantee with my personality that I am fair and honest, and the service is thoughtful."

"Personality? Do you have that thing?" In the crowd, a voice that didn't fear death muttered quietly.

"Who said that? Stand out!"

Lin Feng's eyes were like lightning, instantly locking onto that Loose Cultivator.

The Loose Cultivator trembled in fear, almost kneeling down.

"I was saying... I have it! I have it! I'll sign it right now!"

That Loose Cultivator was also a ruthless man; knowing that a wise man submits to circumstances, he was the first to rush out, poured out half of the things in his storage ring, and grabbed the pen.

"Very good, very conscious."

Lin Feng looked at him as if he were a relative, handed him a piece of paper, "Come, write: Today I owe Master Lin Feng five million top-grade Spirit Stones, interest calculated at nine out thirteen in, if overdue, I am willing to swear by my Heart Demon, cultivation completely abolished, and if I have a son, he won't have that... oh no, that's wrong, if I have a son, he will belong to the neighbor Old Wang."

"This... this is so poisonous?!" The Loose Cultivator's hands were shaking; this was too ruthless!

"This is called risk control, understand? Financial risk control! Write quickly, there are still people queuing behind!"

After the Loose Cultivator signed the contract with tears and handed over the resources, Lin Feng actually waved his hand to let Nezha let them go.

With the first one leading the way, the psychological defenses of the rest completely collapsed.

Thus, a bizarre scene that would go down in history appeared in the God-Demon Secret Realm.

What should have been a killing field of life and death had turned into a large-scale debt restructuring scene, and it even looked a bit like a ticket gate at a train station during the Spring Festival travel rush.

Hundreds of Prodigies, who were usually high and mighty, stood in a neat long line, walking up to Lin Feng one by one, tearfully writing IOUs and handing over ransoms.

"Sword Dust, Chief of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, right? You are a big account, five million is not enough, your net worth is at least twenty million."

"Why?! He only has five million!" Sword Dust's eyes widened with anger.

"Just because you pointed your sword at me earlier. This is called a 'threat fee'. And you are the Chief, you must have the bearing of a Chief. Not signing? Nezha, loosen his bones for him, let him know why flowers are so red."

"Don't! I'll sign! I'll sign, okay! Lin Feng, you're ruthless!"

"Yo, Young Lord of Yellow Springs? Don't run either. Leave behind that 'Ten Thousand Ghost Banner'."

"That is my Lifebound Treasure! If the person lives, the banner stays!"

"Then you stay, and I take the banner? Choose one."

"...Give it to you! Take it as a rag!"

"Little Yao King, pull out those two tiger teeth of yours. I think the quality is good, I'll make a pendant when I go back."

"Roar! That's my tooth! Pulling it out will make me lisp!"

"Less nonsense, pull it out yourself or should I help you?"

Lin Feng sat on a big rock, receiving IOUs until his hands were soft, and counting Spirit Stones until his hands cramped. The System prompt sound rang out like popping beans.

[Ding! Recycled one top-grade Magic Treasure, critical hit points + 500,000!]

[Ding! Received one huge IOU, potential value 20 million!]

[Ding! Wealth value skyrocketed, the host has successfully promoted to one of the 'Top Ten Outstanding Black-Hearted Entrepreneurs in the Cultivation World'!]

Looking at the skyrocketing numbers on the System panel, Lin Feng shed moved tears.

"Where are these leeks? These are clearly my bread and butter! Family, it's so touching!"

Half an hour later.

When the last Prodigy left shivering in only his undergarments, Lin Feng's pockets were already bulging like he was pregnant with triplets.

"Boss, this business is too profitable!" Nezha held a tiger bone club snatched from the Yao Race, gnawing on it with relish, "It's even more satisfying than when I was in Chentang Pass! Can we do this exclusively in the future?"

"Your perspective is too small."

Lin Feng put away the thick stack of IOUs with a total value of over ten billion Spirit Stones, a deep light flashing in his eyes, "This is called the primitive accumulation of capital. Only with money can one become stronger; only by becoming stronger can one earn more money. This is a virtuous cycle."

He stood up and looked at the gray sky deep in the Secret Realm.

"Let's go, the oil in the outer perimeter has been scraped clean. It's time to go to the core area and see that big guy. That is where the real Opportunity lies."