Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 52 - 50: Others Have One and We Don’t? Buy It! We Must Buy It

Chapter 52: Chapter 50: Others Have One and We Don’t? Buy It! We Must Buy It

In the days that followed, the phones refined by the Bloodfiend Den continued to sell as well as ever.

Sales weren’t as explosive as the first three days, but they still raked in several hundred million more Spirit Stones. They were truly counting money until their hands cramped.

Seeing that the disciples of the Seven Great Celestial Sects still hadn’t made a move, Celeste Grant had someone post a notice one day.

The notice read as follows:

The raw materials for refining phones are out of stock. We may not be producing any for a while. For those who haven’t bought a phone yet, hurry up! Quantities are limited. If you don’t buy now, you might not get another chance.

A friendly reminder from your fellow Daoists at the Bloodfiend Den: so your family and friends can reach you immediately when you’re away from home, we recommend you buy it. Buy it.

Spirit Stones, 999 Spirit Stones! You can’t lose, you can’t be cheated. Standard and luxury editions, two versions for you to choose from. Pick what you want, buy what you like—it’s all up to you.

As soon as this news broke,

it worked like a charm!

It flushed out another wave of hesitant customers. Hearing they might not be able to buy one later, they gritted their teeth and made the purchase. ’How can I not have one when everyone else does? It’ll be so embarrassing to go out in the future! I have to buy it. I must!’

Even the disciples of the Seven Great Celestial Sects were getting antsy. They saw their friends and relatives buying them one after another. The temptation was an unbearable itch; it was simply too agonizing.

’Why did the Demonic Sects have to create something like this? It’s really affecting our Dao hearts! Damn it, this is infuriating!’

As ordinary disciples in their Sects, they couldn’t afford Sound Transmission Jade Slips, but they could afford these phones. Now that their Sects forbade them from buying anything made by Demon Cultivators, they could only watch helplessly as others bought them.

That feeling, like a constant gnawing ache, would even pop into their minds during meditative Cultivation, making it impossible for them to quiet their minds and practice. For a time, they wondered if this was some conspiracy by the Demonic Sects, deliberately designed to torment them.

And so, day by day, they grew more and more agitated. The longer they went without buying one, the more unbalanced they felt watching others use them.

Some disciples who were close friends gathered to speak in secret.

"Senior Brother, do you think we should buy one? I heard the raw materials are out of stock, so they might not be available for much longer."

Thinking about how crazily the phones had been selling lately, it was entirely possible they might really run out.

"You want to buy one? Are you crazy? The Sect has forbidden buying anything made by the Demonic Sects. Aren’t you afraid that if you buy one and someone finds out, you’ll be expelled?"

A junior sister standing off to the side looked aggrieved.

"But everyone else has one! All the people in the Cultivator Cities have bought them. Third Senior Brother, I want a phone! Those vixens from the Elysian Sect all have them. One of them was even showing it off in front of me yesterday, it made me so mad! I don’t care, I want one, I want one... If you don’t buy one for me, I’m not speaking to you anymore!"

This...

When a junior sister is sad, a senior brother’s wallet is bound to be empty.

"Alright, I’ll buy it. I’ll secretly buy one for you. We just have to make sure no one from the Sect finds out."

"Senior Brother, you’re the best!"

Getting a hug from his junior sister, the senior brother felt his soul about to leave his body. Who could remember any Sect rules at a time like this? All that mattered was buy, buy, buy.

Many others secretly had the same idea. So, these people changed their clothes and went to buy them, acting all sneaky and furtive.

From Sect elders and Core Disciples down to ordinary disciples and Outer Disciples, almost everyone gave in. Only a few very steadfast disciples held firm to their Dao hearts, absolutely unswayed. They would never buy anything from Demon Cultivators.

Celeste Grant didn’t care what others thought.

All she knew was that the phones in every shop had sold out again and needed to be restocked.

Just as Celeste Grant had expected, the people from the Seven Great Celestial Sects had all come to deliver their money.

She had reaped another bountiful harvest.

Those Immortal Sect Disciples who bought the phones secretly tried them out and immediately fell in love. The phones could even add friends for chatting. You could use voice input, type, or even write characters in the air with your finger like you were talisman painting, and they would appear on the screen.

Once they started using them, they couldn’t stop.

Some other Sect disciples, after furtively buying their phones and preparing to sneak back, ran into acquaintances. Seeing the phones in each other’s hands, they all looked incredibly awkward.

"Um, Senior Sister, you bought one too?"

"Haha, you guys bought one as well."

"Well, if it isn’t the junior brothers from the Luneforget Sect. What a coincidence, you’re here too..."

It was so damn awkward.

Especially in the Azure Sky Sect.

Someone saw a Sect elder holding a phone, messaging his old flame from the Elysian Sect. He kept calling her "baby," making anyone who overheard cringe so hard their skin crawled.

And just like that, the disciples caught him red-handed. ’You said we were forbidden from buying phones made by Demon Cultivators, yet you secretly bought one yourself!’ 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Elder, you’re leading the charge in breaking the rules!"

"Nonsense! I am merely studying the Arrays inside to see if we can improve our own refining methods. For the Demonic Sects to develop these phones, there must be a conspiracy afoot."

’Yeah, right.’

However, there were indeed some who had this idea and wanted to study the refining process, but they could only make crude imitations. They could never figure out the core principles.

The people of the Seven Great Celestial Sects were obsessed with saving face, so at first, they all bought the phones in secret. Later, when they discovered that everyone had bought one, the elders and the upper echelons of the Immortal Sects simply turned a blind eye.

Eventually, they couldn’t even be bothered to care anymore.

"These Demon Cultivators are just too good at manipulating people."

"Damn it, using something like this to bewitch our Immortal Sect Disciples... I’d like to see for myself if this phone is really all that great."

And once they tried it, they couldn’t stop...

Two months later, the entire Cultivation World had fully entered an era where everyone used a phone. Although the functions were simple, for the unsophisticated natives of the Cultivation World, just the ability to add friends and chat was enough to make them squat in a corner with their phones for half a day.

The number of people buying phones had decreased now because the Eosian market was saturated. Unless she expanded the business beyond Eosian, but she had no such plans at the moment.

「Later that evening.」

The sun was setting.

Inside the Bloodfiend Den’s Hall of Stewards, the Hall Masters and elders had all assembled. They sat around a large table, unconcealed joy on every one of their faces.

On the table sat a sack full of Storage Rings and storage bags. They were all filled with Spirit Stones—the earnings from the past two months.

Javier Sinclair sat in the main seat.

Celeste Grant sat to one side, holding their son and playing with him. The little boy had several Storage Rings on his fingers and was gleefully waving a storage bag in his small hand.

Javier Sinclair, sitting in the main seat, looked at the account book one of his subordinates had brought him, a hint of surprise on his face.

Although he knew that the phones Celeste Grant had created were being snatched up like crazy by people from both the Immortal and Demonic Paths, seeing this string of seemingly impossible numbers still made him feel that he had underestimated her.

It turned out that when she’d spoken of splitting the profits with him, she hadn’t been making empty promises. She really had the ability to back it up.