Dimensional Tycoon: I Make Trillions in Every World-Chapter 36: Elders

Rice was a lifeline to the Blooming Iron Sect, and knowing that someone was holding its key, they couldn’t just sit still.

The sect master nodded slowly at Elder Shanq’s words.

"Send someone to investigate and find out how this even happened and why the hell this one store is unaffected?" he demanded. "I also want an assembled team of elite disciples to visit the store."

Suddenly, one of the elders raised his hand. freёweɓnovel.com

"Elder Jin?" the sect master’s brows lowered. "Do you want to say something?"

"That’s right," Elder Jin agreed, his voice full of respect. "I have been in that shop once. I have heard our disciples speak about it and decided to visit by myself."

The air grew tense.

Every elder who listened to this conversation held their breath.

"The shop owner is a man with no qi or cultivation. The products he sells are overpriced garbage with no apparent value. As for how he still has rice to sell?

My guess is that he got lucky, but I am confident I can make him spill his beans."

Elder Jin spoke harshly.

His voice had a trace of malice that everyone could sense.

"I think Elder Jin can handle this situation," Elder Shanq said to the master while also eyeing the spectators.

No one objected to that.

Silence lingered for a heartbeat as the sect leader leaned forward, tapping his finger on the table in front of him.

"Send a team right away. Be swift, secure it—even by force, and ensure no resistance."

His voice hung low.

Elder Jin was the first one to leave his seat.

He bowed twice before departing from the hall, ready to prepare the most elite strike force.

As for Noa, he sat at the center of his store.

A faint smirk danced on his face as he observed his two and a half employees managing the grateful crowd.

Hue Xanly’s hands moved swiftly.

She was handing filled plates with practiced efficiency. "Next," she called out, ready to serve another customer without wasting a single second.

Qing Xuan handled the transactions, counting and arranging spirit stones behind the counter.

There was one more girl who had been working this entire time.

Of course, she was Yun Qiqi, and her job was to handle the situation from the sidelines.

"Hey!" she said to the shabby-looking man. "Yun Qiqi is watching you! Cut the line, and Senior Bao will cut your legs off!"

People took her seriously.

Though she looked too cute to be a serious guard, no one dared to go against her words.

Some food-deprived people couldn’t wait and tried the rice on the spot.

Nothing seemed to happen.

They just chewed slowly, as if enjoying its rich and subtle sweetness.

But that was it.

Qing Xuan and Hue Xanly had expected something to happen.

Left disappointed, they carried on doing their job.

Only Noa knew the reason, and as always, he remained silent, waiting for the show to unfold by itself.

It took quite some time for the first cultivator to take a bite.

But when she swallowed it, her body reacted instantly.

It started with her qi changing colors, as if the rice had found her deepest potential. Then her energy surged and went in and out of control.

One minute later, her bottleneck, which seemed to stagnate her progress for months, moved forward.

Inch by inch, it started to clear until finally vanishing, as if it had never existed.

Noa leaned back in his chair.

’I knew it,’ he thought. ’There was no way this meal didn’t pack a nutritious balance which could easily transfer everyone’s life except mine.’

Still, he wasn’t disappointed or anything.

On the contrary, it would help his product to explode in popularity.

His two employees, however, seemed to forget how to speak momentarily, their faces revealing guilt and embarrassment.

It looked like they showed remorse for doubting Noa.

As if even thinking that his products would be an average rice with just a sweet fragrance was an act of treachery.

Shaking their heads, they vowed never to doubt Noa ever again.

Yet they also wanted to try it as well.

As for the man in question, he was tapping repeatedly, glancing towards the entrance, waiting for big shots to visit him.

However, the cultivator who had just found what his rice could do started another frenzy.

Thankfully, Karma never slept.

And the principles of the universe safeguarded his peace.

The woman had swallowed her words and left the store because of the strong spiritual pressure she couldn’t handle.

Yet she still decided to notify her friend about it.

But something in her forbade her to leave some for them to try.

So she devoured the rice down to the last grain and dashed out of the way, content with a breakthrough she had strived for so long.

One leg crossed over the other, Noa idly sipped a protein shake.

Outside, the street had never looked so busy.

And when the faint echo of distant footsteps and the presence of a familiar man reached his senses, Noa knew the game was about to start.

"Let’s see how this goes," he muttered between his sips.

Whatever happened next, Noa was as ready as he could be.

And before the entrance door slammed open, he heard a strong, commanding voice cutting through the murmurs.

"Out of sight, all of you!" Elder Jin yelled.

The crowd went silent.

They all knew his face and position, and knowing that the Blooming Iron Sect had already sent their convoy, people started scattering.

Sometimes fear outweighed greed.

This was one of its examples.

After Elder Jin barked orders and people began to flee, Noa stood up and said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Hold on. If you are scared and hungry, you can hide in my store. There is no need for you to leave—I will make sure that those who are disturbing our peace will leave on their own."

Hearing his announcement, Elder Jin laughed and walked inside the store.

"Really?" he asked, looking genuinely curious. "How are you going to do that?"