Chapter 366: Operation Life Stones
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Chapter 366: Operation Life Stones
Absolutely not, kid.
Come on, Venerable Saint Thousand Shell. One Life Stone a week is nothing. Even if I made ten per day for a year, the Supreme Bloods energy would only decrease by a millionth.
I said NO!
In the vast, green-tinged space of the Life Drop, the large turtle huffed and puffed. It snorted, the shockwave once again striking Jacks body. However, he had now tempered himself for some time, so he wasnt destroyed, just heavily injured.
Think about it, he said, enduring the pain as his body regenerated. You and the Supreme Blood would benefit from me rising in power. Its a tremendous long-term benefit for a tiny short-term concession. How bad could it be?
Kid, youre getting on my nerves. I said one stone per week, so you will make one stone per week.
The elephant-sized snapjaw turtle glared at Jack, its neck shrunk back and ready to strike. However, he believed it was only a feint. The turtle had already invested too much into him; it wouldnt destroy everything just because Jack got a little disrespectful.
Venerable Saint Thousand Shell, I completely understand. And, you know, think of it like this. I possess utmost respect for you and the Supreme Blood. I would never ask for something like this if I wasnt convinced its a good idea. I dont just want to help myselfwe are a team, and I want to benefit us both.
Save your sweet words, kid. I am not an idiot. You want to use the Supreme Bloods holy powers to create low-level trinkets and sell them. The answer is no.
Jack scratched his head. This turtle was a tough nut to crackbut, since it hadnt expelled him from this space yet, convincing it wasnt impossible.
He decided to change tactics.
Is there any way I could reciprocate this to you or the Supreme Blood? he asked. Creating more life stones would be of great help to me. How can I help you back?
The turtles face warped into an ugly scowl. Help us back? Very easy. Just find a treasure with enough life energy to restore everything youre going to spend. Oh, but wait; if you could do that, you wouldnt need the Supreme Blood to create those life stones, anyway. Whoops.
The turtles words were bitter and laded with mockery. However, Jack didnt mind. He only saw this turtle as a somewhat senile old personany bitterness that came from its mouth was doomed to be ignored.
In this case, Jack was even happy. The turtles words had given him a direction to follow.
Sounds great. I could do that, he replied.
The turtle shrunk back. You could?
Of course. Life stones are precious, but they are not everything. If you let me create as many as I want right now, I promise to repay all that energy within two years.
Two years? Hah! As if the world is so easy! Do you really think Im an idiot, kid? That I would let you benefit for free for two years just based on a loose promise you once made?
No, Jack replied seriously. The Supreme Blood has been with me for a long time now. You have certainly observed me; you know how I act. If I promise to repay you, then I absolutely will, even if I have to sell everything I own.
And what if you dont?
Then you can destroy my body. You can withhold all further energy of the Life Drop or do as you wish.
Hmm. The turtle extended its neck again, taking a closer look at Jack from only ten feet away. His stare remained steady. He could see in its eyes that it was moved. Ill tell you what well do, the turtle finally said. I will increase the limit from one stone per week to one stone per day. That is the lowest Ill go. In return, you will have to reimburse the Supreme Blood for every drop of energy youve used within two yearsin double. Consider that interest.
I guess I could, the Sage replied with amusement.
Thank you Jack said, heaving a huge sigh. You would be doing me a huge favor. I can give you a part of the profits
The Sage laughed. No need. These are produced by you, anywayIm just putting my name on them. Consider it a favor between friends. However, as for actually selling them, Im afraid I cannot help. I, too, lead a busy life.
Jacks grin was wide. Thats not a problem. I have ways to handle the distribution. Using your name is more than enough.
Then, Im glad I could help.
Doing business with the Sage was refreshingly simpleif it was the turtle in his situation, it could have asked for half the profits. After shaking hands, Jack remained at the Sages house for an hour, enjoying random chatting over a pot of tea. Throughout the process, the Sage did not reveal the tiniest bit of extra information about himself.
Finally, Jack stood up.
I have to go now, but it was great catching up. Ill see you aroundand thanks again for your help.
No problem. If you need me for anything else, let me know.
Ill try not to, Jack replied with a laugh, but he actually meant it. Ever since the Integration, he owed the Sage a large number of favors. It was making him a bit apprehensive.
Leaving the Sages housewhich was located on the outskirts of village four, far enough to be in its own spaceJack then walked straight to Brocks cabin.
Sup, bro? Brock asked with joy.
Hey Brock. Glad to see youre doing alright. I have something to ask of you and our bros.
Brock gave him a wide grin. Speak. We help.
Jacks heart swam in warmth. He described the life stone situation and what he needed, and Brock was quick to agree. After that, they spent a while ironing out the details. Brock promised to talk with the other bros and make it happen.
The plan was simple. Jack would produce thirty life stones at the start of each month and hand them over to the bro squad. The bros would then work in shifts, spreading rumors about the life stones efficacy and selling them in any way they could. The Cathedral had no established marketplace, so selling them would depend on their skills. They would even go door-to-door if they had to.
Using the bros as salespeople would indirectly connect the life stones to Jack, but it was the best they could do. Nobody else could be trusted. They just had to hope that labeling them The Sages Life Stones would make the connection to Jack weak enough that people would buy.
It was a good thing he hadnt started selling them before, or this plan would never work.
As for the profits, they would all go to Jack. As much as he wanted to repay the bros, giving them one Dao stone a month off the profits would be too little to each of them and too much for him. He just promised to repay them in any way he could at a later time.
Once again, Jack found himself in a sort of debt, but nobody could advance without owing others.
With the details ironed out, Jack exited Brocks cabin, leaving behind the sack of thirty life stones. Brock, in turn, went out to gather the bros and discuss how they would handle this. Jack believed in them.
As he returned to his own cabin to practice body tempering, he couldnt stop his grin from spreading. The life stone plan was finally set to actionand he had a feeling it would do very, very well.
Not to mention how fun it would be.
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Chapter 366: Operation Life Stones
Absolutely not, kid.
Come on, Venerable Saint Thousand Shell. One Life Stone a week is nothing. Even if I made ten per day for a year, the Supreme Bloods energy would only decrease by a millionth.
I said NO!
In the vast, green-tinged space of the Life Drop, the large turtle huffed and puffed. It snorted, the shockwave once again striking Jacks body. However, he had now tempered himself for some time, so he wasnt destroyed, just heavily injured.
Think about it, he said, enduring the pain as his body regenerated. You and the Supreme Blood would benefit from me rising in power. Its a tremendous long-term benefit for a tiny short-term concession. How bad could it be?
Kid, youre getting on my nerves. I said one stone per week, so you will make one stone per week.
The elephant-sized snapjaw turtle glared at Jack, its neck shrunk back and ready to strike. However, he believed it was only a feint. The turtle had already invested too much into him; it wouldnt destroy everything just because Jack got a little disrespectful.
Venerable Saint Thousand Shell, I completely understand. And, you know, think of it like this. I possess utmost respect for you and the Supreme Blood. I would never ask for something like this if I wasnt convinced its a good idea. I dont just want to help myselfwe are a team, and I want to benefit us both.
Save your sweet words, kid. I am not an idiot. You want to use the Supreme Bloods holy powers to create low-level trinkets and sell them. The answer is no.
Jack scratched his head. This turtle was a tough nut to crackbut, since it hadnt expelled him from this space yet, convincing it wasnt impossible.
He decided to change tactics.
Is there any way I could reciprocate this to you or the Supreme Blood? he asked. Creating more life stones would be of great help to me. How can I help you back?
The turtles face warped into an ugly scowl. Help us back? Very easy. Just find a treasure with enough life energy to restore everything youre going to spend. Oh, but wait; if you could do that, you wouldnt need the Supreme Blood to create those life stones, anyway. Whoops.
The turtles words were bitter and laded with mockery. However, Jack didnt mind. He only saw this turtle as a somewhat senile old personany bitterness that came from its mouth was doomed to be ignored.
In this case, Jack was even happy. The turtles words had given him a direction to follow.
Sounds great. I could do that, he replied.
The turtle shrunk back. You could?
Of course. Life stones are precious, but they are not everything. If you let me create as many as I want right now, I promise to repay all that energy within two years.
Two years? Hah! As if the world is so easy! Do you really think Im an idiot, kid? That I would let you benefit for free for two years just based on a loose promise you once made?
No, Jack replied seriously. The Supreme Blood has been with me for a long time now. You have certainly observed me; you know how I act. If I promise to repay you, then I absolutely will, even if I have to sell everything I own.
And what if you dont?
Then you can destroy my body. You can withhold all further energy of the Life Drop or do as you wish.
Hmm. The turtle extended its neck again, taking a closer look at Jack from only ten feet away. His stare remained steady. He could see in its eyes that it was moved. Ill tell you what well do, the turtle finally said. I will increase the limit from one stone per week to one stone per day. That is the lowest Ill go. In return, you will have to reimburse the Supreme Blood for every drop of energy youve used within two yearsin double. Consider that interest.
I guess I could, the Sage replied with amusement.
Thank you Jack said, heaving a huge sigh. You would be doing me a huge favor. I can give you a part of the profits
The Sage laughed. No need. These are produced by you, anywayIm just putting my name on them. Consider it a favor between friends. However, as for actually selling them, Im afraid I cannot help. I, too, lead a busy life.
Jacks grin was wide. Thats not a problem. I have ways to handle the distribution. Using your name is more than enough.
Then, Im glad I could help.
Doing business with the Sage was refreshingly simpleif it was the turtle in his situation, it could have asked for half the profits. After shaking hands, Jack remained at the Sages house for an hour, enjoying random chatting over a pot of tea. Throughout the process, the Sage did not reveal the tiniest bit of extra information about himself.
Finally, Jack stood up.
I have to go now, but it was great catching up. Ill see you aroundand thanks again for your help.
No problem. If you need me for anything else, let me know.
Ill try not to, Jack replied with a laugh, but he actually meant it. Ever since the Integration, he owed the Sage a large number of favors. It was making him a bit apprehensive.
Leaving the Sages housewhich was located on the outskirts of village four, far enough to be in its own spaceJack then walked straight to Brocks cabin.
Sup, bro? Brock asked with joy.
Hey Brock. Glad to see youre doing alright. I have something to ask of you and our bros.
Brock gave him a wide grin. Speak. We help.
Jacks heart swam in warmth. He described the life stone situation and what he needed, and Brock was quick to agree. After that, they spent a while ironing out the details. Brock promised to talk with the other bros and make it happen.
The plan was simple. Jack would produce thirty life stones at the start of each month and hand them over to the bro squad. The bros would then work in shifts, spreading rumors about the life stones efficacy and selling them in any way they could. The Cathedral had no established marketplace, so selling them would depend on their skills. They would even go door-to-door if they had to.
Using the bros as salespeople would indirectly connect the life stones to Jack, but it was the best they could do. Nobody else could be trusted. They just had to hope that labeling them The Sages Life Stones would make the connection to Jack weak enough that people would buy.
It was a good thing he hadnt started selling them before, or this plan would never work.
As for the profits, they would all go to Jack. As much as he wanted to repay the bros, giving them one Dao stone a month off the profits would be too little to each of them and too much for him. He just promised to repay them in any way he could at a later time.
Once again, Jack found himself in a sort of debt, but nobody could advance without owing others.
With the details ironed out, Jack exited Brocks cabin, leaving behind the sack of thirty life stones. Brock, in turn, went out to gather the bros and discuss how they would handle this. Jack believed in them.
As he returned to his own cabin to practice body tempering, he couldnt stop his grin from spreading. The life stone plan was finally set to actionand he had a feeling it would do very, very well.
Not to mention how fun it would be.
Chapter 366: Operation Life StonesAbsolutely not, kid.Come on, Venerable Saint Thousand Shell. One Life Stone a week is nothing. Even if I made ten per day for a year, the Supreme Bloods energy would only decrease by a millionth.I said NO!In the vast, green-tinged space of the Life Drop, the large turtle huffed and puffed. It snorted, the shockwave once again striking Jacks body. However, he had now tempered himself for some time, so he wasnt destroyed, just heavily injured.Think about it, he said, enduring the pain as his body regenerated. You and the Supreme Blood would benefit from me rising in power. Its a tremendous long-term benefit for a tiny short-term concession. How bad could it be?Kid, youre getting on my nerves. I said one stone per week, so you will make one stone per week.The elephant-sized snapjaw turtle glared at Jack, its neck shrunk back and ready to strike. However, he believed it was only a feint. The turtle had already invested too much into him; it wouldnt destroy everything just because Jack got a little disrespectful.Venerable Saint Thousand Shell, I completely understand. And, you know, think of it like this. I possess utmost respect for you and the Supreme Blood. I would never ask for something like this if I wasnt convinced its a good idea. I dont just want to help myselfwe are a team, and I want to benefit us both.Save your sweet words, kid. I am not an idiot. You want to use the Supreme Bloods holy powers to create low-level trinkets and sell them. The answer is no.Jack scratched his head. This turtle was a tough nut to crackbut, since it hadnt expelled him from this space yet, convincing it wasnt impossible.He decided to change tactics.Is there any way I could reciprocate this to you or the Supreme Blood? he asked. Creating more life stones would be of great help to me. How can I help you back?The turtles face warped into an ugly scowl. Help us back? Very easy. Just find a treasure with enough life energy to restore everything youre going to spend. Oh, but wait; if you could do that, you wouldnt need the Supreme Blood to create those life stones, anyway. Whoops.The turtles words were bitter and laded with mockery. However, Jack didnt mind. He only saw this turtle as a somewhat senile old personany bitterness that came from its mouth was doomed to be ignored.In this case, Jack was even happy. The turtles words had given him a direction to follow.Sounds great. I could do that, he replied.The turtle shrunk back. You could?Of course. Life stones are precious, but they are not everything. If you let me create as many as I want right now, I promise to repay all that energy within two years.Two years? Hah! As if the world is so easy! Do you really think Im an idiot, kid? That I would let you benefit for free for two years just based on a loose promise you once made?No, Jack replied seriously. The Supreme Blood has been with me for a long time now. You have certainly observed me; you know how I act. If I promise to repay you, then I absolutely will, even if I have to sell everything I own.And what if you dont?Then you can destroy my body. You can withhold all further energy of the Life Drop or do as you wish.Hmm. The turtle extended its neck again, taking a closer look at Jack from only ten feet away. His stare remained steady. He could see in its eyes that it was moved. Ill tell you what well do, the turtle finally said. I will increase the limit from one stone per week to one stone per day. That is the lowest Ill go. In return, you will have to reimburse the Supreme Blood for every drop of energy youve used within two yearsin double. Consider that interest.I guess I could, the Sage replied with amusement.Thank you Jack said, heaving a huge sigh. You would be doing me a huge favor. I can give you a part of the profitsThe Sage laughed. No need. These are produced by you, anywayIm just putting my name on them. Consider it a favor between friends. However, as for actually selling them, Im afraid I cannot help. I, too, lead a busy life.Jacks grin was wide. Thats not a problem. I have ways to handle the distribution. Using your name is more than enough.Then, Im glad I could help.Doing business with the Sage was refreshingly simpleif it was the turtle in his situation, it could have asked for half the profits. After shaking hands, Jack remained at the Sages house for an hour, enjoying random chatting over a pot of tea. Throughout the process, the Sage did not reveal the tiniest bit of extra information about himself.Finally, Jack stood up.I have to go now, but it was great catching up. Ill see you aroundand thanks again for your help.No problem. If you need me for anything else, let me know.Ill try not to, Jack replied with a laugh, but he actually meant it. Ever since the Integration, he owed the Sage a large number of favors. It was making him a bit apprehensive.Leaving the Sages housewhich was located on the outskirts of village four, far enough to be in its own spaceJack then walked straight to Brocks cabin.Sup, bro? Brock asked with joy.Hey Brock. Glad to see youre doing alright. I have something to ask of you and our bros.Brock gave him a wide grin. Speak. We help.Jacks heart swam in warmth. He described the life stone situation and what he needed, and Brock was quick to agree. After that, they spent a while ironing out the details. Brock promised to talk with the other bros and make it happen.The plan was simple. Jack would produce thirty life stones at the start of each month and hand them over to the bro squad. The bros would then work in shifts, spreading rumors about the life stones efficacy and selling them in any way they could. The Cathedral had no established marketplace, so selling them would depend on their skills. They would even go door-to-door if they had to.Using the bros as salespeople would indirectly connect the life stones to Jack, but it was the best they could do. Nobody else could be trusted. They just had to hope that labeling them The Sages Life Stones would make the connection to Jack weak enough that people would buy.It was a good thing he hadnt started selling them before, or this plan would never work.As for the profits, they would all go to Jack. As much as he wanted to repay the bros, giving them one Dao stone a month off the profits would be too little to each of them and too much for him. He just promised to repay them in any way he could at a later time.Once again, Jack found himself in a sort of debt, but nobody could advance without owing others.With the details ironed out, Jack exited Brocks cabin, leaving behind the sack of thirty life stones. Brock, in turn, went out to gather the bros and discuss how they would handle this. Jack believed in them.As he returned to his own cabin to practice body tempering, he couldnt stop his grin from spreading. The life stone plan was finally set to actionand he had a feeling it would do very, very well.Not to mention how fun it would be.
