"Senior Brother, Si Yangze taking Lv Yuze as his disciple is a direct challenge to you! We need to be cautious in our response. Just tell us, what should we do?" In the suite, Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, and Zhang Haijun all wore looks of deep concern.

Zhang Bin sat on the sofa, his expression as still as water and turning sour. He had instructed Tutu to monitor the conversation between Si Yangze and Lv Yuze, but regrettably, they were both vigilant and hadn't brought their phones, so Tutu couldn't listen in. Even so, he could guess with his toes that they were likely concocting some vile plot against him.

What a treacherous world this is, he sighed inwardly. There will always be those who covet what I have, who rely on conspiracy and deceit to opportunistically accumulate virtue while slaughtering the innocent. They treat human life as worthless and act without a shred of shame. Such people shouldn't be allowed to exist in this world. At that moment, Zhang Bin came to see both Si Yangze and Lv Yuze as enemies who must be eradicated.

"When soldiers come, a general blocks them; when water floods, earth contains it. I refuse to believe I can't overcome them," Zhang Bin declared. An unprecedented aura surged from him, his face etched with confidence.

Soon, the Fairy Palace opened for business, and the auction for the Fairies began. This time, Zhang Bin and his group only went in for a look and left without participating. A disdainful sneer was even etched on his face. This was because the number of Fairies up for auction was small—merely twenty. While they were certainly beautiful and possessed decent talent, compared to Yan Feifei, they were like fireflies to the bright moon.

Moreover, he had never intended to bid on a Fairy. His goal was to enhance the strength of the Taiqing Sect, and there was no need to spend a vast fortune to acquire them. Talented people, regardless of gender or appearance, could always be nurtured, and such individuals could be found through the Longyin Martial Arts Hall. Thus, to Zhang Bin, the Fairies here were nothing but a huge joke.

However, he had to admit that to some of the smaller Sects and Ancient Martial Families, these Fairies indeed held great appeal. If one were to acquire them through auction, nurture them well, and take one as a wife, it would not only be pleasing to the eye but could also improve the family's genetic makeup, ensuring that future offspring would possess exceptional talent. For this reason alone, countless powerful Cultivators would flock to them like moths to a flame. The Daoyi Sect indeed gained enormous wealth and virtue by auctioning off Fairies.

Currently, Zhang Bin had no good way to disrupt the business of the Immortal Palace, which included not just Fairies and beauties but even Chang'e. He could only slightly shake their business with the beauties. The roots of the Immortal Palace ran too deep, entrenched among many large and small Sects. With a Sect Leader like Si Yangze—sly, merciless, and unscrupulous—the Daoyi Sect's strength and influence were maximized. In China, let alone the rest of the world, no family or Sect was bold enough to stand against the Daoyi Sect.

Previously, the Genetically Enhanced Humans from America might have posed a threat to the Daoyi Sect. But now, after being all but wiped out, the survivors barely dared to show their faces, living as recluses hidden in the mountains. As a result, the Daoyi Sect was at the zenith of its power, unrivaled and dominant.

Si Yangze, you really think you can accumulate virtue faster than me? Zhang Bin sneered inwardly. He planned to return to Sanchahe Village immediately to start developing cures for terminal illnesses. By curing countless patients, he would surely gather immense virtue. How could Si Yangze's Immortal Palace and hospitals possibly compare?

Indeed, Zhang Bin had Tutu investigate carefully—Si Yangze had used the Daoyi Sect's name to invest in many hospitals across the country. And hospitals were certainly a good way to accumulate virtue. Coupled with the establishment of the Immortal Palace, his rate of accumulating virtue was growing ever faster. However, no matter how many hospitals he had, if they couldn't cure terminal diseases, the virtue they could accumulate was limited. How could that possibly compare to the virtue gained from developing numerous medicines that *could* cure such illnesses? This was Zhang Bin's greatest trump card.

Zhang Bin's non-participation had no effect on the Fairy auction, which remained incredibly heated. A single Fairy could often be auctioned off for hundreds of millions, making Si Yangze a fortune. Consequently, Si Yangze's smile was lopsided with joy; a business that brought in both wealth and virtue was a truly worthwhile deal.

"Master, you truly are a genius," Lv Yuze said, fawning over him as he followed at his side.

"Hehe..." Si Yangze laughed smugly. "Disciple, now that you understand the mysteries of virtue, have you thought of a good way to continuously acquire it?"

"Reporting to Master, I have indeed thought of a good method. I plan to invest a huge amount of wealth to establish schools all across the country and acquire a tremendous amount of virtue through education," Lv Yuze said confidently. "My schools won't just pursue high academic achievement rates. Their primary goal will be to teach students how to be good people, to guide them onto the Righteous Path so they become upright individuals. That is how one can acquire boundless virtue."

"Excellent, excellent. Your method is very good." Admiration filled Si Yangze's face. "I'll invest as well. I'll take a forty percent share."

This old fox claimed forty percent of the virtue with just a few words. This was the benefit of taking on a genius disciple; the disciple could collect virtue for the master.

"Yes, Master." Lv Yuze showed no displeasure; on the contrary, he looked quite pleased. Of course, no one knew what he was truly thinking in his heart.

A short while later, the auction for Chang'e began. The crowd entered the Moon Palace, and Zhang Bin's group did the same.

The Moon Palace also contained a large garden filled with countless exotic flowers and plants. There was even a sweet osmanthus tree so thick it would take several people to encircle it. It seemed to be a type of moon laurel, currently in bloom and emitting a rich fragrance that was simply intoxicating. In the center of the garden stood a small, exquisitely luxurious building. Its rooms had semi-transparent white curtains, allowing one to vaguely see the scene inside.

A beautiful woman, veiled and dressed in a wide robe, knelt before a Guqin, her fingers gently plucking the strings. The beautiful music poured out like flowing water, drifting through the air with the moonlight. Many Cultivators sat cross-legged, their faces showing expressions of enjoyment and intoxication, as if they were completely lost in the melody.

Zhang Bin also noticed that an unprecedented number of Cultivators had entered the Moon Palace, including many powerful ones. Even Zhang Hangkui and Zhou Tianyu were present. The two of them were sitting opposite each other at a stone table, sipping fine wine with looks of contentment. No one dared to disturb them, keeping their distance while occasionally casting fervent glances in their direction.

After all, Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators were extremely rare, their power comparable to nuclear weapons within China. Their strength naturally surpassed that of any SSS-Class Genetically Enhanced Human. They could likely retreat unharmed even if faced with a dozen of them. Their combat experience was immense, and the number of Daoist Magics they had mastered was vast.

Once the piece concluded, a beautiful hostess appeared on a high platform and announced in a sultry voice, "And now, let us welcome Chang'e, Han Chun'er..."

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