Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

By the time Zhao Sanchong had left with thousands of thanks, Zhao Xiaobao wore a worried expression as he said, "Young Master, perhaps you should reconsider. Although the Wang Family is a local cultivation family in Ganzhou, they are extremely ruthless. Fifty years ago, the Cultivating Chen Family was annihilated by their hand. Not only did none of their family members escape, but it also nearly implicated our Zhao Family."

Zhao Sheng waved his hand and said calmly, "No need to reconsider. Ganzhou is a land with scarce spiritual energy, with few cultivators, and the Wang Family is the only cultivation family in Ganzhou. If I don't approach them, who else can I turn to?"

Zhao Xiaobao wanted to say more but eventually chose not to continue persuading.

He knew that once the Young Master made up his mind, no one could change his thoughts.

"Can the Young Master really marry a woman from the Wang Family? When the time comes, you must not force it!"

Thinking about his Young Master's way of handling things, Zhao Xiaobao felt even more anxious.

Zhao Sheng was unaware that his faithful servant had no faith in him, as he had his own plans.

After three years of seclusion and rigorous training, he had elevated the Emerald Tide Technique to the Great Achievement Realm, his Internal True Qi had matured for thirty years, and his cultivation was no less than any top expert in the Martial World.

If he also restored a few of his peak realm Martial Arts, he felt confident that apart from an Innate Grandmaster, he could handle any martial artist below the Innate level.

This had been confirmed on the Clan Leader Elder Zhao Taizhen of Zhao Family Town, who was at the Half-step Innate Realm.

Zhao Sheng always planned thoroughly before taking action. Naturally, he came prepared on this trip to Moling City.

The first step in his plan was to start with a fragrance shop.

...

Three days later, an old-established fragrance shop in Moling City, Zhenxiang Pavilion, quietly changed owners.

Ten days later, Zhenxiang Pavilion launched a new type of product called perfume.

Unlike traditional scented powder, perfume didn't require dabbing; a light spray on the body was enough.

Moreover, it not only had a lasting fragrance but also contained a variety of natural floral scents.

The launch of the perfume quickly caused a sensation. All female customers who tried it were infatuated, becoming devoted fans of the perfume.

However, few female customers could afford it,

as it was extremely expensive.

A small bottle cost twenty taels of silver.

The inventor of the perfume was naturally Zhao Sheng. This was the big killer he had specifically prepared.

No woman doesn't love beauty, and similarly, few women can resist the charm of perfume.

If there's any difference between women from cultivation families and those from the Mortal World?

Three words would suffice to describe it: "not short of money".

Therefore, Zhao Sheng purposely priced the perfume extremely high. His intent was naturally to "filter" out the target persons.

The Wang Family couldn't possibly be completely isolated from the world; their family's women would occasionally go out shopping, and Moling City, being the closest to Fragrant Swallow Valley, was unintentionally the best place.

Time passed quickly, and a month later,

in a scenic and elegant courtyard, Zhao Sanchong, the new Shopkeeper of Zhenxiang Pavilion, was reporting the recent situation to Zhao Sheng.

"Young Master, the first and second targets have come to buy perfume for the third time recently. Both of them claimed their surname was Wang, so this subordinate believes there's a significant possibility that these two are from the Wang Family."

"Oh, they came again and bought up all the perfume?" Zhao Sheng asked with interest.

"Yes, these two women simply don't treat silver as money, spending lavishly to the point of shocking. Every time they visit, they will not leave without cleaning out our stock of perfume," Zhao Sanchong answered excitedly.

He felt his own young master was really formidable, using just a simple trick to lure the women of the Wang Family out.

After listening, Zhao Sheng felt the timing was just about right, so he decided to initiate the second phase of his plan.

He then instructed, "Next time they come, you release the news about the new type of perfume. Then do so and so..."

Zhao Sanchong nodded repeatedly, then excitedly went to execute the orders.

Three days later, an extravagant carriage drawn by four tall horses slowly stopped in front of the Zhenxiang Pavilion.

The carriage driver, a tall middle-aged man with a stern face, reached out to pull back the curtain of the carriage.

Two youthful girls stepped out of the carriage—one dressed in red with an oval face and delicate features, and the other in a sky-blue dress with a voluptuous figure and a stunningly cold expression.

The female servants at Zhenxiang Pavilion were instantly invigorated by their arrival, for wealthy customers had come. Someone alert immediately ran to the back to report to the shopkeeper.

Zhao Sanchong's guess was right; both women were from the Wang Family of Fragrant Swallow Valley. The one in red was Wang Yu Yan, and the one in blue was Wang Yuqi, half-sisters from the same father.

Wang Yu Yan took the lead. As soon as they entered, she specifically mentioned wanting to buy perfume.

The female servants had already been instructed, so they intentionally delayed for a moment.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Zhao Sanchong hurried to the main hall.

Upon seeing the two, he immediately bowed with his hands clasped and said, "Honored guests, I am the shopkeeper of Zhenxiang Pavilion. I am terribly sorry! Our perfume has just sold out and we are momentarily out of stock."

Wang Yuqi, who was quick-tempered, immediately furrowed her brows and demanded sharply, "Shopkeeper, we are not short of silver; do not try to deceive us. Is the perfume really sold out?"

Zhao Sanchong swore, "Absolutely true! Zhao swears to the heavens, the perfume is indeed gone. However..."

"However, what?" Wang Yuqi quickly interjected.

Zhao Sanchong hesitated for a moment, until the two were nearly out of patience urging him, then reluctantly said, "Actually, there is one type of perfume that is unique in the world. However, it is not for sale."

"Not for sale?"

Wang Yu Yan coldly smiled and said, "There is no such thing as not for sale in this world, only the problem of not enough silver. Unfortunately, the one thing we do not lack is silver. Shopkeeper, name your price!"

Zhao Sanchong's face instantly turned into a bitter expression as he continued bowing desperately, pleading, "Miss, you have wrongly accused this humble old man. My master repeatedly emphasized that this perfume is only to be gifted to someone destined, and not to be sold."

Women's curiosity is sometimes greater than a cat's.

When Zhao Sanchong said this, Wang Yuqi's curiosity was piqued, and she immediately asked, "Who is your master? Why would he say such a thing?"

Zhao Sanchong said with pride, "My master is from the Nanyang Zhao Family. Not only is he extremely intelligent but he is also accomplished in both literature and martial arts, truly a genius bestowed by heaven."

To Zhao Sanchong's words, Wang Yu Yan was indifferent. What does it matter if his master was a genius bestowed by heaven? He was merely a mortal, after all, how could he compare to a cultivator?

Wang Yu Yan asked, "Your master said he would gift perfume only to those with destiny. Do you think we look like people with destiny?"

Zhao Sanchong was overjoyed inside but quickly suppressed his excitement, making a troubled face as he said, "Honored guests, you make it hard for this humble old man. How would I know whom my master has in mind when he speaks of people with destiny?"

"Hmph, pretentious mystery! Where is your master? Take us to him right now," Wang Yuqi impulsively volunteered, naively walking right into his trap.