Immortal Realm’s Smuggling Kingpin - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Small Business (Part 2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Objects from the Human Realm had a mortal aura. The bigger the item, the stronger the aura. The Imperial Guards had special detection artifacts that could monitor the entire Immortal Realm. These detection artifacts could detect mortal aura as soon as a mortal object entered the Immortal Realm. Luo Qian could use his miserable Immortal air to cover up small objects such as computers and CDs. If he brought such a large massage chair to the Immortal Realm, he would be immediately arrested and punished on the spot by the Imperial Guards.

Cosmic Bag? If Luo Qian had such a high-level treasure, would he need to smuggle?

Cosmic Bags were precious treasures in the Immortal Realm. Even First-grade Chief Officials, who were in charge of the Immortal Realm, did not have access to them.

But this small problem would not bring Luo Qian—who aspired to become the number one smuggler in the Immortal Realm—down. He had already thought of a way. Luo Qian noted that it would take the charging batteries another hour to reach maximum capacity. He opened the door and rushed to the supermarket.

“Hey, hey!” Just as he opened the door, he met an auntie. Her old arms and legs were as fast as lightning as she grabbed Luo Qian, an Immortal. “Pay the electricity bill!”

Luo Qian looked at the numbers jumping on his electricity meter and said in his heart viciously, It seems I need to increase my prices for charging items!

After giving the auntie a few hundred dollars, Luo Qian quickly got away. He had to be efficient while smuggling. Every time he descended to the Human Realm, after excluding the time spent on the roads, the rest of the time was spent on charging batteries and buying goods. This time, he had already lost a lot of time by quarreling with the fat woman. If he didn’t hurry, he wouldn’t be able to make it back to the Immortal Realm before the batteries were fully charged. It was dangerous to stay for even one extra minute. Luo Qian was aware of how scary the Imperial Guards were. With his current cultivation level, any being from the Immortal Realm would be a threat to him.

There was a large supermarket not far from his stronghold in the Human Realm. Luo Qian went around the supermarket once and easily found a massage chair at the electrical department.

“Miss, can I try this?” Seeing the salesperson’s perplexed expression, he quickly explained, “Oh, I’m buying it for my parents.”

The salesperson immediately put on a warm smile. “Welcome, welcome. You can give it a try. It’s very comfortable.” Luo Qian sat on it but felt very awkward. It was not the chair that discomforted him, but the salesperson’s words. She made it sound like he was receiving ‘special’ services. He looked at the salesperson and almost spat. He then deeply regretted having such an evil thought!

After trying a few massage chairs, Luo Qian chose one with a moderate price and performance. It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford the expensive ones. Those who do business must understand that products have to be updated. Otherwise, how could he bring in more business? If he bought the best massage chairs, everyone would just have to buy one product, making the market saturated.

Smuggling was the same. Luo Qian bought ordinary models first, then gradually upgraded them.

“How much is this? … Well, can you make it cheaper? … No? If bargaining isn’t allowed, then why isn’t there a discount? … Supermarket? I can’t bargain at a supermarket? Places that don’t allow people to bargain display signs to say so. Those signs would say ‘No bargaining, don’t even try.’ But you don’t have such a sign here, so why can’t I bargain? … Fixed price? I don’t accept your fixed price. Is there room for discussion?”

In the end, the salesperson decided to declare to her boss that this brand of massage chairs would be on promotion immediately…

Luo Qian picked up his massage chair contentedly, and the sales lady gasped in surprise. After all, it wasn’t a folding beach chair.

Luo Qian carried the huge massage chair all the way back to his stronghold. The auntie, who forgot to collect the water bill earlier, gulped and decided to collect it later.

Holding the massage chair in one hand and using the key to open the door, Luo Qian took out an exquisite toolbox from a cabinet. With screwdrivers and vise pliers, he finally took the massage chair apart before the batteries were fully charged—this was it. This was his plan. He took the massage chair apart and would bring individual parts back on separate trips.

Luo Qian wrapped a few dozen batteries and some massage chair parts with his suit from the Immortal Realm and prepared to return.

In recent years, many people had ascended to the Immortal Realm. The garment workshops in the Immortal Realm had also come up with suits, which were quite popular. When Luo Qian used to go to the club, he envied some of the ‘big brothers’ in the club clad in black suits and black sunglasses. However, he had no money to buy them. When he arrived in the Immortal Realm, he immediately got himself a suit.

This black imitation Armani suit was produced by the famous garment workshop, Faraway Garment Hall. Faraway Garment Hall’s behind-the-scenes boss was Faraway Hall, which was owned by Du Lengning’s father.

The suit model was smuggled into the Immortal Realm from the Human Realm by Luo Qian. The two parties had a good cooperative relationship. Luo Qian didn’t collect money, an unprecedented occasion, but ordered seven suit sets—four in black and three in blue. The retail price of each set in the Immortal Realm was 700 Standard Immortal Jades.

Luo Qian inhaled deeply and abruptly suppressed the Immortal air in his body. A loud ‘bang’ sounded through the air as space warped inwardly, and Luo Qian vanished.

At the same time, somewhere in the Immortal Realm, an Immortal fell down. With a cry of exclamation, Luo Qian hurriedly used his imperfect First-Order immortal art, ‘Sky Leap,’ controlled his body, identified the direction, and flew to his Fushan immortal abode.

Even though Fushan was a shanty town and a dilapidated mountain in the Immortal Realm, the Immortal air here was more abundant than that of a Fourth-Order Immortal. That was how the objects in Luo Qian’s warehouse remained undetected.

Luo Qian entered his cave and put the smuggled items into the storeroom immediately. He then sat in front of his desk, preparing to send a ‘message’ to notify his customers to come and collect the goods. When he sat in front of the table, he smacked his head. “Damn it; I forgot to buy a computer…”

The old computer was definitely not usable with its battery life. This computer would not be any better. When doing business, customer information was the business’s lifeblood. Luo Qian was afraid that his computer would suddenly crash. If that happened, all his customers’ information, which he tried very hard to collect, would all disappear.

After writing the talisman, he struck it with his Immortal air, and the talisman flew to its intended target. Luo Qian sat down in the cave and continued to write communication talismans. It might not be necessary now, but after he assembled the massage chair, he would make a big deal out of it—an auction. At that time, he would notify all his buyers. Anyone could come and bid. This would become the first massage chair in the Immortal Realm!

After sending the talismans, it didn’t take long for Ling Xiaose and Du Lengning to come one after another. They took the goods and settled the balance. Luo Qian packed up everything and made a few more trips to the Human Realm so that he could bring back the massage chair’s other parts.

Boom!

A muffled sound resounded through the air, and Luo Qian returned to the Immortal Realm again. This was the last trip. He had brought back all the parts. All he needed to do now was assemble it. He looked around, only to see a white fog surrounding him. Even Immortals would not be able to see through the fog.

However, Luo Qian was not worried. The Immortal Realm was ever-changing and such situations were common. He casually drew out his Immortal air, muttered a spell, and said, “Change!”

The Immortal air condensed into the shape of a wooden stick, spun around twice, but failed to point out a direction.

Luo Qian was stunned. Although his theurgy was only a First-Order immortal art, it worked every time he used it. It usually could point a direction out of the fog easily.

What is going on today? He tried it again. He chanted the spell and cast the immortal art, but he still could not find the way out.

Luo Qian cried out. “This can’t be! I attained so much in the Human Realm but was forced to become an immortal. Then, I became the most useless Tribulation Immortal. It was not easy to do some small business. Before I could earn money, I fell into this dead-end! Oh God, are you kidding me?!”

With his cries, a cloud of brilliance suddenly appeared in the white fog. The brilliance swallowed Luo Qian from the outside to the inside. Luo Qian could only see white in front of his eyes, and he fainted unconsciously. A burly old man walked out of the fog, looked at Luo Qian on the ground, sighed, and said kindly, “Child, so you are also a Tribulation Immortal.”

He thought for a while before stretching out his hand to carry Luo Qian on his back. Then, he made Immortal air condense into a purple dragon in the air. The dragon’s mouth opened and stuck out its tongue in one direction, pointing out the direction for the old man. If there were other Immortals here, they would definitely be surprised. The old man was using a Ninth-Order immortal art, “Dragon Guiding the Way,’ which could only be used by a Ninth-Order Immortal! The old man executed the immortal art without any effort. His strength could only be described in one word—unfathomable!