[School Rooftop – Lunchtime. Ye Hann quietly munches on a meat bun. Ruoqi finds him again.]
Ruoqi:
You smell like ink and stress. Studying for exams?
Ye Hann:
Studying the future. The market, mostly.
Ruoqi (raising a brow):
You're into finance now?
Ye Hann (grinning):
Cultivation’s expensive. Pills won’t fall from the sky—and punching my enemies doesn’t pay a salary… yet.
[Online — A Small Forum for Martial-Tech Hobbyists]
In my past life, this tiny online corner was a joke. Niche kids testing out spiritual tech hybrids in basements.
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Now?
Three of them will be billionaires in five years.
I posted an anonymous guide for a “minor spirit array stabilizer,” based on a technique lost in the modern age.
Cost to make? 300 yuan. Profit margin? 2,000 yuan per stabilizer.
It went viral in three days.
User_4538:
Who is this guy?! This blueprint WORKS???
SpiritualGearModZ:
I tested it! It boosted resonance readings by 6%!!! WHERE DID YOU GET THIS???
[Ye Hann checking his phone as orders flood in.]
Spirit-tech. Vintage collectibles. Smart investments. I don’t need to be rich overnight.
I just need to fund my cultivation—and fly under the radar for now.
[Quiet Alley – Evening. Ye Hann exchanges envelopes with a well-dressed, nervous buyer.]
Buyer:
This formula… it’s from a fourth-grade pill master’s notes. How did a high schooler get it?
Ye Hann (smiling faintly):
Call it… intuition. Now pay up.
Money. Power. Knowledge. They’re all tools.
And this time, I’m building my own sect—even if I have to start with a table, two chairs, and a bank account.
