Chapter 53: A Brand New Business, Cross-Boundary Logistics!

From the “Production Base”, Murong Xue had not uttered a single word along the way.

In her mind, countless images intertwined and surged, forming utter chaos.

What she had witnessed today completely overturned the perception she had held for the past twenty years.

That Chu Feng, whom she had always regarded as a “Demon”, and that organization she had deemed a “Den of Devils”, had shown her a scene she had never even imagined.

There was no bloody oppression, only fiery passion and motivation.

There was no cruel exploitation, only a system where everyone abided by “distribution according to labor”.

The smiles on the faces of those lower disciples she once looked down upon were so pure that they startled her heart.

That was the kind of radiance one only had when they were filled with hope for the future.

This… was this truly wrong?

If this was wrong, then what of the “Righteous Path” she had believed in since childhood — that hierarchy-bound, survival-of-the-fittest system?

For the first time, her Dao Heart cracked.

Chu Feng saw the subtle changes in her expression, and a knowing look flashed in his eyes.

Very good. Step one — to make her doubt the old world — was complete.

He stopped walking, breaking the silence at just the right moment.

“Saintess Her Highness,”

Chu Feng’s voice was calm. “Now, do you still believe that I am walking the Demonic Path?”

Murong Xue’s lips moved, but she found no words to refute him.

The rebukes she had prepared felt pale and powerless in the face of what she had seen with her own eyes.

All she could do was lift her chin forcefully and snort coldly:

“Even if… even if you treat your lower disciples decently, this model of yours only cares for the inside while neglecting the outside. It’s extremely aggressive! For the sake of your own development, you will inevitably seize resources from the outside world, destroying the balance of the entire Cultivation World! If this continues, it will bring great disaster!”

Her rhetoric had shifted from a moral critique to an accusation of “social harm”.

“Well said!”

Not only did Chu Feng not get angry, he even slapped his thigh and praised sincerely:

“As expected of Saintess Her Highness — insightful and sharp as ever! What you just mentioned is precisely the ‘Group Development Bottleneck’ I’ve been contemplating lately!”

“Ah?”

Murong Xue was completely stunned.

I’m clearly criticizing him — why is he agreeing with me? Is there something wrong with this man’s head?

“You see,”

Chu Feng began.

He pointed toward the endless mountains outside the Qingyun Sect, his tone filled with a grandeur that seemed to command the world.

“Our Group, within the Qingyun Sect, has already achieved self-sufficiency, even a slight surplus. However, our development has become restricted!”

“Our ‘Basic Edition Pills’ have massive production, but the internal market of Qingyun Sect is ultimately limited. Our ‘Mission Processing Center’ is highly efficient, yet the number of sect missions has an upper limit.”

“In the long run, our disciples will compete endlessly over limited resources and contribution points — that is ‘internal overcompetition’!”

“To break this internal overcompetition, there’s only one solution — to go out! To expand into the broader ‘external market’!”

In Chu Feng’s eyes flickered an ambition he made no effort to conceal.

“Saintess Her Highness, you just said I would disrupt the balance of the Cultivation World. That is not so. I will not destroy the balance — I will establish a brand new, efficient ‘New Order’ that will benefit everyone in this decaying Cultivation World!”

He paused, his voice growing calm yet powerful.

“I have decided — to establish the third core business department of our Group — ‘Ascension Logistics’!”

“Logistics?” Murong Xue felt a wave of confusion at this new term.

“That’s right — logistics!”

Chu Feng explained, “Saintess Her Highness, have you ever wondered why the exchange of goods in the Cultivation World is so inefficient? Why does a single ‘Black Blood Grass’ from Heishan Market increase tenfold in price when transported to Hundred Beasts Mountain?”

“Because the road is long and filled with monsters! Because greedy merchants mark up prices at every turn! Because there is no unified, efficient, and safe ‘transportation network’!”

“And our ‘Ascension Logistics’ is here to solve exactly that pain point!”

“We will recruit and tame large numbers of flying beasts to establish a standardized ‘Flying Vessel Cargo Fleet’! We will set up ‘logistics relay stations’ in major markets and sects!”

“We will design a fully ‘standardized’ pricing system, and promise to the entire Cultivation World—”

Chu Feng extended three fingers.

“Delivery within three days! Safe and reliable! Full compensation for damaged goods!”

“We can help the rogue cultivators of Iron Gate transport the ores they mine with great effort safely to the Hundred Refinement Sect.

We can also help the herb farmers of Danxia Valley sell their spirit herbs to distant sects at the fastest speed possible!”

“We will become the ‘blood vessels’ and ‘nerves’ connecting the entire Cultivation World! We will bring to this world an unprecedented level of ‘circulation’!”

Chu Feng’s voice brimmed with an indescribable charisma — it was as though what he was creating was not just a business, but an undertaking that would benefit generations to come.

“Saintess Her Highness, tell me — such a venture that benefits thousands of cultivators and promotes the prosperity of the entire Cultivation World — could this possibly be the Demonic Path?”

Murong Xue was utterly speechless.

She felt as though her mind could no longer keep up with Chu Feng’s pace.

Her reason told her that every word Chu Feng said was logical — it all seemed like a great act that would benefit the world.

But her instincts screamed otherwise.

If Chu Feng truly accomplished this, the power he would control would grow to an unimaginable extent!

By then, what he would control would no longer be just a small Qingyun Sect, but… the entire economic lifeline of the Cultivation World!

The thought made her shudder.

This was ten thousand times more terrifying than the Demonic Path!

Just as Murong Xue’s mind waged an internal war between Heaven and Man, overwhelmed with shock—

A rough, thunderous voice exploded from nearby.

“Hmph! You sure talk a good game! What damned logistics! Sounds to me like you just want to stick your claws into other sects’ territory! My Heishan Sect will never agree to that!”

Before the voice faded, over a dozen figures descended from the sky, landing heavily and stirring up a cloud of dust.

At the front stood a fierce-looking cultivator in black robes, early Golden Core stage, carrying a massive ghost-headed saber. His face was full of hostility as he glared at Chu Feng, not even bothering to hide his killing intent.

“Chu Feng, right? Your sweet words might work on naïve little girls, but if you think you can bring your business into the territory of my Heishan Sect — have you asked my blade first?”