Chapter 85: Incident
Twenty miles outside Heaven Dou City, rolling mountains stretched across the land. On one of the towering peaks, about eight hundred meters high, stood a newly built complex. The buildings were constructed from solid granite, exuding an air of permanence and strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the mountaintop, workers were busy hammering away, shaping the future of the place. At the foot of the mountain, eighteen massive stone pillars stood proudly, each rising thirty-six meters high. These pillars were connected by enormous stone slabs, with the central slab being the widest. Five bold characters were engraved on it: Shrek Academy.
Beneath the stone inscription, a bespectacled man was enthusiastically greeting several spirit masters dressed in the uniforms of Spirit Hall. He smiled obsequiously and said, "Master Protector, please come by for some tea when you have time!"
As he spoke, he discreetly handed over a hefty pouch filled with gold spirit coins to the leader of the Spirit Hall group.
The spirit master looked at the bag, weighing it in his hand. "What's this for?"
"I'm just expressing my gratitude for all the trouble you've gone through regarding Shrek Academy's rating. Consider it a small token of appreciation," the bespectacled man said with a forced chuckle.
The spirit master smirked. "Alright, wait for the news. The approval should come through next year."
"Master Protector, isn't a year too long?" The bespectacled man produced another large pouch of gold spirit coins from his storage ring, slipping it into the spirit master's hands.
The spirit master weighed the new pouch with an even wider grin. "Hmm... maybe seven or eight months at most. The certificate should be ready by then."
"But by that time, it'll be winter. It'll be freezing. How can we let the esteemed guardian make a trip here in the cold?"
With another ingratiating smile, the bespectacled man pulled out an even larger pouch and handed it over.
The spirit master laughed. "You make a good point. Fine. Leave it to me. In seven days, at most, someone will deliver the rating certificate to Shrek Academy."
"Thank you, Lord Protector! Safe travels!"
As the Spirit Hall group departed, the bespectacled man—none other than Flender—waited until they were out of earshot before muttering under his breath, "Greedy bastards. Two thousand gold spirit coins gone just like that. If it weren't for the upcoming Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, I wouldn't have given them a damn coin."
Grandmaster, who had been standing nearby, patted Flender on the shoulder. "Two thousand gold spirit coins are nothing compared to what we've built here."
Flender sighed but nodded. He turned back to admire the grand inscription on the stone slab, his mood lifting. "Haha! Who would've thought Shrek Academy would come this far? Ye Feng, you deserve the most credit for this."
It was Ye Feng who had introduced Flender to modern business concepts from another world. Initially, Flender had opened the first supermarket in Soto City, which quickly became a massive success.
Then, under Ye Feng's guidance, Flender adopted the real estate model of Xu Jiayin, leveraging Shrek Academy's supermarket assets as collateral to secure funding from Rongshang. With this capital, he purchased cheap land and quickly constructed rough-built houses. When they went on sale, they were priced 20% lower than the market standard.
Of course, since the land was in a remote part of Soto City, the houses wouldn't have sold so quickly under normal circumstances. But thanks to Ye Feng's advice, Flender manipulated the market perception—hiring people to create an illusion of a buying frenzy. The psychological effect on real customers was immediate, and the entire first batch of properties sold out in just three days.
From there, Flender continued leveraging assets for further expansions, growing his business empire exponentially. It was thanks to this wealth that Shrek Academy now owned an entire mountain outside Heaven Dou City and had the resources to build an entirely new academy.
Ye Feng, however, wasn't one to bask in compliments. Instead, he held out his hand. "Enough with the sweet talk. Where's my paycheck?"
Flender chuckled and flicked a black card toward Ye Feng. "You sly little fox. Here, your earnings for this month—6,800 gold spirit coins."
Ye Feng caught the black card with ease, slipping it into the ring on his left index finger without even bothering to check the balance. He trusted Flender enough to know he wouldn't shortchange him.
"Six thousand eight hundred gold spirit coins?!"
Everyone in the vicinity, including Grandmaster, was stunned. Even Ma Hongjun, who was usually carefree, couldn't help but react.
The burly, red-haired spirit master clapped a hand on Ye Feng's shoulder, waggling his brows. "Boss Ye, you need a servant? Hell, I'll even warm your feet if it means getting a slice of that money."
Ye Feng rolled his eyes. "Piss off, Fatty. Your dozen girlfriends would tear me apart if I even considered it."
Ning Rongrong, who had been silent until now, stared at Ye Feng in shock. "Brother, that's really your monthly salary?"
Ye Feng nodded casually.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect heiress let out a low whistle. "You know, people always say my clan is as rich as a kingdom. But your monthly salary is more than half of my sect's annual net income."
Ye Feng only smiled. Though pleased with his success, he wasn't the type to gloat.
In truth, the real estate industry on the Douluo Continent was still in its infancy. Compared to the 21st-century world Ye Feng knew, it was still a primitive market. Once his businesses—real estate, supermarkets, logistics, and more—expanded across the entire continent, his monthly earnings would reach astronomical figures.
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That afternoon, an uninvited guest arrived at Shrek Academy.
The fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Beng, strutted in with his entourage, clearly looking for trouble. Unfortunately for him, he ran into Xiao Wu.
And, as expected, she didn't hold back.
Before Xue Beng could even finish running his mouth, Xiao Wu had already beat his ass black and blue. The prince, humiliated beyond words, swore that he would return for revenge before storming off with his battered lackeys.
Later that evening, as Ye Feng and Xiao Wu sat on the mountaintop, enjoying the sunset and each other's company, Oscar came running toward them, panting heavily.
"Bad news! Xiao Wu, those guys you beat up earlier? They're back—with soldiers! They're demanding we hand you over!"
(End of Chapter)
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