Immortality Starts From Making Money.-Chapter 334: The Price of Betrayal - Part 1

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Zhao Tian sat confidently before two people. His usual casualness around Mo Jian and his fellow disciples of the Dust Valley Sect was nowhere to be found.

Since taking the post of regional head of the Northern Region, he had had the chance to showcase his talent for business.

"Young master, thank you for helping our capital," Old Sheng said with an amicable smile.

He was now the new leader of the Northern Region—the governor.

When evil cultivators were running rampant in the region, he had acted first and hidden, gathering the few remaining survivors to fight back. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Many did not believe in his cause, and many willingly joined the evil sect alliance, but now…

The arrival of the Thousand Wealth Chamber changed everything.

"Old Sheng, it is nothing. This also benefits our chamber," Zhao Tian said casually, waving his hand.

His enormous fat jiggled beneath his tight robes.

"I heard the leader of the evil sect has yet to be killed," he asked, his voice turning grave.

"I know nothing can be hidden from you." Old Sheng was inwardly shocked. Only a handful of people knew the evil sect leader had escaped during their purge.

"Young Master, you don't have to worry. I already have my men searching for any traces of him." His voice carried quiet confidence.

Seated beside him, the pretty young woman added, "Young master, you depend on us. We won't play with the safety of our people."

Her name was Ru Yan. She had been pivotal in the battle against the evil sect.

Zhao Tian shook his head and picked up his tea cup to take a slow sip. He looked at the beautiful Ru Yan and replied, "I'm not worried. I'm reminding you not to grow complacent."

"We won't. We've learned our lesson," she replied.

"Good. So why did you come to see this young master? I suppose you came for idle chatter, right?" His gaze locked on them, and his voice grew serious.

For a moment, both Ru Yan and Old Sheng did not reply. The two exchanged subtle glances.

Old Sheng cleared his throat twice. "Young Master, we need your help with the Vengeful Spirits. If we're going to clear our land of the vile evil cultivators, we must deal with the vengeful spirits as quickly as possible."

"We're already grateful for everything your chamber has done for us so far. Please, help us this time," Ru Yan added.

Zhao Tian's expression remained unreadable as he responded. "Why should I help you? My chamber is not running a charity. If you want our help, you must offer something important in exchange."

His words were cold and direct, leaving no room for argument.

They could either pay for their service or leave the chamber.

He had received news that Qiu Yan was moving swiftly in the Central Region and had already conquered three cities in a week while he alone had captured the Northern Region capital.

If he kept indulging these two, who knew how long before his chamber's profits spread throughout the region?

When the two heard him, their expressions shifted ugly. They had hoped their battle against the evil sects would move him, but they were wrong.

Realizing their plan had failed, Ru Yan smiled and said, "Of course, Young Master, we're not asking you to help us for free."

Zhao Tian sneered. Since she was beautiful, he would allow her little scheme to continue.

He produced a sheet of paper from his spatial pouch and pushed it toward them.

"This is what I require if you want our chamber's help."

Old Sheng took the sheet and, upon reading its contents, his expression faltered for a moment.

"This bastard. This is blatant extortion!" he screamed inwardly.

Ru Yan leaned forward to read, and her expression also changed. Before they could speak, Zhao Tian announced, "You can leave. When you're ready to sign the contract, let me know."

Ru Yan and Old Sheng exchanged glances, then rose to their feet. They left the room with a flurry of thoughts running through their minds.

Watching their departure, a slight frown appeared on Zhao Tian's face. "How can I speed up the mission?"

This was the question that plagued him.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Miss Yan walked in.

"Tell me you have good news," he said, his eyes bright with expectation.

"Of course, I have good news."

"Quick, tell me." He could barely contain his excitement.

"Our men have successfully entered the two cities nearest the capital and have met the rebels. They've reached an understanding with them, and we can open branches in the two cities." She spoke with bright smiles.

"Good. Good." Zhao Tian laughed.

He had felt immense pressure since learning of Qiu Yan's success. But now, he does not have to worry.

...

Central Region.

Inside the ancient Zhou clan mansion, the Zhou clan master, the Wu clan master, and the Silver Wei sect master sat with solemn expressions.

"Have you heard from them?" the Wu clan master asked in a grave tone. "My people have not reported to me since yesterday."

The Zhou clan master shook his head. "You don't have to worry. The distance between the two regions is too great, and voice talismans are not that reliable."

"Let's wait a few more days and decide what to do." He spoke casually, but with underlying tension.

With the strength of their people and the evil sect, he did not believe they would fail to subdue the rebels.

"I call this meeting to discuss the strange behavior of the evil sect powerhouse and the rising popularity of chamber cities around the capital."

"Is that your only worry?" the Silver Wei Sect Master asked. "Have you realized there are few evil cultivators on the streets? Our enemies have already reclaimed the capital again."

"If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before they attack us. And I don't expect those vile evil sect powerhouses to help us."

Instantly, the room fell into eerily silent stillness. They had thought aligning with the evil sects would allow their clans to break the continental bondage.

But they were wrong.

Things were not turning out as they had planned.

All their schemes had turned to shambles, and if their enemies turned their blade upon them…