Chapter 183: Governor of the Mortal Realm Central Bank: The Ultimate Sermon of the Immortal Dao Capital Theory

Ji Wuming’s expression instantly became extremely ugly.

He never imagined that this “nouveau riche” from the barbaric lands of the Eastern Wasteland had, without anyone noticing, already woven such an enormous web of interests!

Yaochi Sacred Land, Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple… these first-rate forces that held decisive weight in the Mortal Realm had, openly or secretly, all become “shareholders” or “partners” of this so-called “Ascension Group”!

This was no longer a simple investigation of a single sect.

This was making an enemy of half of the top powers of the entire Mortal Realm!

He could afford to ignore a mere Chu Feng, but he could not afford to ignore the massive利益 and discourse power represented by the forces standing behind him.

Just as he was stuck in a dilemma, riding the tiger and unable to advance or retreat.

An aged, gentle voice, yet one that seemed to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, slowly transmitted from the deepest part of the Falling Sun Sacred Sect, clearly resounding in everyone’s ears.

“Enough.”

Just two words, yet carrying an unquestionable authority that caused the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere in the field to instantly dissipate into nothingness.

Liu Ruyan, Jin Chanzi, Jian Wuxin, and the others all straightened their expressions and bowed respectfully toward the depths of the divine mountain.

“We pay our respects to Sect Master Dihong!”

The Sect Master of the Falling Sun Sacred Sect—Dihong!

This tribulation-crossing peak powerhouse, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and was revered as the “stabilizing pillar” of the Mortal Realm, had finally personally appeared!

Ji Wuming was even more shaken to the core. He hurriedly restrained all his pressure and lowered his head respectfully.

“Disciple is present.”

“The Dao Debate Conference speaks of ‘Dao’, not fists.”

Dihong’s voice carried not a trace of worldly smoke, yet it seemed able to see straight through the human heart. “Right and wrong cannot be questioned from fists.”

His gaze seemed to pierce through endless space, pass beyond the magnificent mountain gate, and land upon Chu Feng.

“Little friend Chu Feng, your ‘Immortal Dao Capital Theory’… this old man finds it quite interesting.”

“Please, come in.”

“As for the investigation…”

Dihong paused slightly, then changed his tone, which became even more meaningful.

“Let it be conducted right here at this Dao Debate Conference, before all fellow cultivators under heaven.”

“Let you, and let the people of the world, see whether your ‘Dao’ is ‘living water’ that can bring new vitality to this stagnant Mortal Realm… or whether it will bring a monstrous calamity of ‘floodwaters’.”

Those final words seemed like mediation, yet in truth, they pushed Chu Feng completely onto the crest of the storm!

He would have to prove his innocence before the entire world!

This was an unprecedentedly large-scale… public hearing aimed at the “Ascension Group”!

…

The venue of the Dao Debate Conference was set at the Falling Sun Sacred Sect’s “Dao-Observing Platform.”

It was a gigantic platform carved entirely from a single block of unknown divine jade, suspended above a sea of clouds. Around it were nine waterfalls condensed from spiritual energy, cascading down from the heavens with awe-inspiring momentum.

At this moment, the platform was already packed to the brim.

Sect masters of prominent renown, ancestral elders of great clans, and heaven-defying prodigies from the Mortal Realm were all gathered together. Every gaze was focused on the young man in green robes standing calmly at the center of the platform.

“Silence!”

Ji Wuming stood upon the high dais, acting as both “host” and “chief controller.” He shot Chu Feng a cold glance and announced loudly:

“For this Dao Debate Conference, the first agenda item—publicly reviewing Ascension Group Chairman Chu Feng on charges of disrupting Mortal Realm order, colluding with the Demonic Path, and harming fellow cultivators!”

He waved his hand, and Murong Tian, who looked like a puppet, was pushed out by two disciples from behind.

“This is the witness! Murong Tian of Heavenheart Holy Land, who can testify that Chu Feng used bizarre demonic arts in the Gui Xu Secret Realm, causing the collapse of the secret realm!”

“And this is the material evidence!” He took out a shattered jade slip. “The life-bound soul slip of Lei Family’s young lord, Lei Qianjue, has already shattered! And the last place he appeared was precisely the Gui Xu Secret Realm that he entered together with Chu Feng!”

“Chu Feng! With both witness and evidence present, what more do you have to say?!”

Ji Wuming’s voice was fierce and imposing, attempting to crush Chu Feng in one fell swoop with sheer momentum.

However, Chu Feng merely smiled.

He did not stand in place like a criminal. Instead, he slowly stepped forward, walking to the very center of the platform, as if this were not a courtroom but his own product launch conference.

He first cupped his hands politely toward the western stands.

“I am Chu Feng, CEO of the Ascension Group. I thank the Falling Sun Sacred Sect, and I thank Sect Master Dihong, for providing our Ascension Group with such a valuable opportunity—a chance to conduct an ‘IPO roadshow’ for the entire Mortal Realm market.”

With a single sentence, the entire venue erupted in uproar.

IPO roadshow?

What kind of outrageous nonsense was that?!

Ji Wuming’s face turned green with rage.

“Outrageous Chu Feng! Who allowed you to spread heretical nonsense here?!”

“Heresy?”

Chu Feng turned his head to look at him. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by the sharpness and composure of a commercial behemoth.

“Chief Ji, I think you’ve misunderstood one thing.”

“I am not standing here today to accept judgment. I am here to explain our Ascension Group’s ‘business model’ to all of you ‘investors’, and to announce our ‘new round of financing’!”

He snapped his fingers.

Behind him, a gigantic light-curtain artifact unfolded out of thin air. On the screen were not words of defense, but crystal-clear charts flickering with data!

“Regarding Chief Ji’s first accusation: disrupting Mortal Realm order.”

Chu Feng pointed at the light screen, which clearly displayed comparison data of the Black Wind Domain before and after integration.

“Before integration, the Black Wind Domain suffered direct ‘economic losses’ of up to three million high-grade spirit stones annually due to star pirate raids, with ‘casualties’ exceeding five thousand. After integration, with the establishment of Black Wind Security Company, trade volume along shipping routes increased by three hundred percent in just three months! And the rate of ‘malignant incidents’ was… zero!”

“May I ask everyone, is this the kind of ‘performance’ that a demonic villain who ‘disrupts order’ could produce?”

“No! This is not disruption! This is ‘optimizing industrial structure’ and ‘activating the existing market’!”

The entire venue fell dead silent. Everyone was stunned by those skyrocketing data curves.

“As for the second accusation: colluding with the Demonic Path and using demonic arts.”

Chu Feng switched the screen again, displaying a simplified structural diagram of an “industrial core.”

“I admit that in the Gui Xu Secret Realm, I did indeed use a brand-new power system. I named it—‘Industrial Cultivation’!”

“This is not demonic arts, but a brand-new form of ‘energy utilization’! Its core is not devouring living beings, but converting the most basic spiritual energy of heaven and earth into more efficient ‘energy’ that drives all things through ‘thermodynamic transformation’!”

“Daoist Murong Tian’s failure was not because my method was bizarre, but because his ‘product’, the Supreme Forgetting of Emotions Record, was too outdated and too rigid! In a ‘new market’ that worships ‘technological iteration’, being eliminated was an inevitable result!”

“As for Daoist Lei Qianjue’s ‘disappearance’…”

A trace of regret entered Chu Feng’s tone.

“I can only say that all ‘investments’ carry risks. Daoist Lei blindly pursued ‘high returns’ without conducting sufficient ‘risk assessment’, ultimately leading to a ‘margin call’ and being ‘forcibly liquidated’ by the market. It is a tragic story—but that is business.”

Wave after wave of entirely new terminology and subversive theories poured from Chu Feng’s mouth like thunderbolts exploding in everyone’s minds.

They did not understand what “thermodynamics” meant, what “technological iteration” meant, or what “margin call” meant.

But they could understand those numbers, and they could feel the bone-chilling yet strangely exhilarating… power contained within that theory!

Finally, Chu Feng turned off the light screen. His gaze swept across the entire venue, and his voice became louder than ever before.

“Everyone! Why do we cultivate? Ultimately, it all comes down to one word—‘resources’!”

“But for millions of years, the ‘resources’ of the Mortal Realm have been firmly controlled by a small minority! Class solidification, depletion of spirit veins, rampant internal competition! The entire world is like a ‘unfinished project’ with stagnant growth!”

“Why? Because the old ‘model’ has already reached its end!”

“And I, Chu Feng—my ‘Immortal Dao Capital Theory’ exists precisely to break this old model!”

“I will establish a brand-new system! A system that ‘assetizes’ and ‘securitizes’ all resources—spirit stones, cultivation techniques, spirit veins, and even each of your own ‘cultivation’ and ‘fortune’!”

“In this system, a person’s value will no longer be determined solely by their realm! It will be determined by how much ‘value’ they can create for this ‘market’!”

“In this system, resources will no longer stagnate but circulate at high speed! Every circulation will generate new ‘value-added’! The fortune of the entire Mortal Realm will be activated as a result!”

“I hereby announce!”

Chu Feng spread his arms wide, as if embracing the entire world.

“The Ascension Group will join forces with Thousand Illusions Pavilion to establish the ‘Mortal Realm Fortune Exchange’!”

“We will issue the first ‘Immortal Dao Fund’, anchored to the total ‘fortune value’ of the entire Mortal Realm!”

“We welcome everyone present to buy in!”

“Let us grow the pie together and share the dividends! Together, let us usher in a new era of cultivation… where everyone can be a ‘shareholder’ and everyone can enjoy ‘dividends’!”

Mad!

Everyone felt that Chu Feng had gone mad!

Yet for some reason, their breathing grew incredibly rapid, and in their eyes burned unprecedented flames called “greed” and “hope”!

On the high dais, a dazzling gleam flashed through Dihong’s deep eyes.

He slowly stood up.

He was not completely convinced by Chu Feng’s “crooked logic.”

But he saw clearly that this tide driven by “capital” and “human desire” was already an irreversible grand trend!

“Good.”

He spoke only a single word.

Yet it represented the end of the old order of the entire Mortal Realm.

“From today onward, the Falling Sun Sacred Sect will engage in ‘deep strategic cooperation’ with the Ascension Group, jointly supervising the Mortal Realm market.”

“Permission is granted for the Ascension Group to… ‘legally go public’ in the Mortal Realm.”

Boom!

The entire venue exploded in frenzy!

At this moment, Chu Feng was no longer that insignificant chore disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

He was the creator of the new order of the Mortal Realm.

The true and rightful… Governor of the Mortal Realm Central Bank!

After the conference ended, Chu Feng stood at the peak of the Falling Sun Sacred Sect, overlooking the boiling Mortal Realm below.

He unfurled a brand-new star map, pointing toward the even vaster, more mysterious Immortal Realm.

He turned around and said to his team—and seemingly to all readers as well:

“Family members, welcome to… the true ‘Blue Ocean Market’.”

“Our journey is the sea of stars. Our goal is to acquire the entire world.”

“Now, the countdown to ringing the bell for going public officially begins!”

(This book has received fewer than ten readers on the platform bookstore for half a month straight. I truly can’t hold on any longer. Perhaps there were problems with the mid-arc plot. Here, I must apologize to the readers who made it this far. At Chapter 183, before Volume Two could even unfold, it had to be hastily concluded. I am sorry! Thank you all for your support! Special thanks to the friends who came through the Shrimp Changqing Short Animation!)

(Preparing to start a new book, “The Cultivation World’s Number One Miser.” Friends who enjoy this kind of theme, please continue to support it! Once again, my apologies!!!)

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