Demon Taming: Start by synthesizing a Lantern Ghost with Divine and Demonic Talents

Chapter 31: What can relieve worries? Only sudden wealth.

Song Zhijie asked, "Are you sure you want to refine it?"

"Because of the Abyss Calamity, there are more and more things from other worlds in the Earthly Realm, which has also boosted the prosperity of cultivation knowledge in the Earthly Realm to some extent. However, the Earthly Realm has long demonstrated that sometimes the older something is, the more powerful it is not necessarily. The forging methods of ancient weapons have many flaws. According to the standards of the Earthly Realm, the manufacturing method of this battle axe is actually unqualified. It wastes too many high-grade materials and cannot maximize the performance of the materials. There may even be some conflicting effects."

"It should be noted that every high-quality material is valuable, but they are not necessarily compatible with each other."

"Based on the information you provided, this battle axe can only grow to the level of a third-tier divine weapon at most, and that's where it's headed. Its further growth is limited, so it won't be approved for research projects."

Li Chunfeng knew this very well.

Because cultivation is prevalent in the Earthly Realm, the demand for resources is extremely high. Raw material prices remain consistently high, especially for rare materials.

In an environment where cultivation resources are scarce, the Earthly Realm considers waste shameful and strives to push efficiency to the extreme in every research project.

But since he was about to become rich, Li didn't care about these things.

So what if it's a waste? He just wants to use the best.

"I'm sure. Please help me prepare the rest of the materials first, Uncle Song. I'll transfer the remaining funds as soon as possible."

Song Zhijie didn't say much, but handed him a battle axe, saying, "Use this for now."

"Thank you, Uncle Song."

Later, Lu Yun'er sent over the edited video, along with a meme featuring himself: hands on hips, stomping his feet wildly.

Li Chunfeng was completely baffled. He was insane!

I clicked on the video and watched it; it was pretty good. With the voice acting, the battle scenes immediately got exciting.

Even Li Chunfeng, the one who started it all, blushed a little. "Was I that cool back then?"

Lu Yun'er: "I'm going back to the Earthly Realm to prepare for the exam. My goal is the three major Imperial Academies. What about you?"

Li Chunfeng: "The second calamity will occur in three months."

Lu Yun'er felt sorry for him for a second. The preparation time for the first tribulation was one month, and the second tribulation was three months. This was just too unlucky.

"Poor child, may you have good luck."

Li Chunfeng also needed to send a letter back, so he asked Lu Yun'er to send the email on his behalf.

Lu Yun'er readily agreed.

The next day, Lu Yun'er flew away from Jieyuan City.

Li Chunfeng didn't even think about seeing him off.

Youyuan City allows for cross-realm communication, so there's no sadness of parting, and the relationships aren't that deep.

At Sister Lai's shop, Li Chunfeng sold off a set of unused equipment, magic artifacts, soul crystals, and demon cores, keeping only five 'Fixed Light Mirrors', a high-grade magic artifact 'Netherworld Ghost Claw', and a mid-grade magic artifact 'Blood Transformation Flying Knife', in exchange for 130,000 Dao power.

The fanny pack instantly filled up.

They could have lived a carefree life at a brothel for several years.

Afterwards, he purchased a box of Mind-Concentrating Incense made from second-tier Soul-Nourishing Wood powder, which cost 50,000 Dao Points.

Several Soul Nourishing Pills, Spirit Recovery Pills, and Tiger Demon Bone Strengthening Pills were purchased, along with 30,000 Dao Points.

It comes quickly and goes quickly; resources are never enough.

With 50,000 in savings, he returned to the 'small inn' in Canyon City and began his methodical cultivation journey.

The Yuancheng Trading Center was bustling with activity that day.

The three forces are locked in a fierce struggle, with none willing to yield to the others.

The competition for the 'devouring' magic seed has reached its final stage. This is a war without gunpowder or bloodshed, far more brutal than any actual battle.

The bid had now exceeded 300,000 Heavenly Dao Coins. It was unclear whether this price would break the record in Yuan City. However, for many people in Yuan City, it was an astronomical figure.

"Can it go any higher?" Li Chunfeng asked expectantly.

Currently, the demon race has offered the highest price, and the subsequent bids are not far apart.

As the bidding progressed to this point, everyone's bids became more rational, but the atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly tense.

In the free market, the price of a single Heavenly Dao coin has been driven up to 150 Dao Gong.

The prices of Origin Stones, the currency of the Demon Realm, and Soul Crystals, the currency of the Ghost Realm, have both soared to unbelievable levels.

Even with the auction nearing its end in the last hour, there were still not many people exchanging their Heavenly Dao Coins.

“If we don’t sell now, we won’t be able to sell later,” Jiang Jingyun said coldly.

He has paid far too high a price to win the French seed.

Even with family support, the debt will eventually have to be repaid.

If he fails to acquire the successful seed this time, the price of Heavenly Dao coins will inevitably plummet after the auction ends, and he, who holds a large number of coins, will suffer a huge loss, which is an unbearable price to pay.

"Brother Chen, get ready, we're lowering the price!"

Chen remained expressionless. "Are you sure? Ying Zhenlin and Ji Boyue might not follow suit."

Jiang Jingyun said, "Currently, among the Earthly Realm factions, only our three families have the best chance of obtaining the Law Core. No one knows how many trump cards the other side has up their sleeve. But I estimate that everyone is about the same. After all, this Law Core appeared too suddenly, and no one anticipated it beforehand, let alone secretly acquire Heavenly Dao Coins in advance. Now that the exchange rate continues to rise, even those two families may not be able to withstand it. With so many Heavenly Dao Coins in their hands, I don't believe they won't panic. Rather than going with the flow, it's better to take the initiative to change."

Chen Yi didn't try to persuade him further, but suddenly said, "I've contacted Long Ying of the Sea Clan for you..."

Jiang Jingyun was shocked. "Really?!"

"Haha, Brother Chen, Chen Yi, you truly live up to the name of the Chen family of Heavenly Secrets. I, Jiang, am truly impressed. With this Heavenly Dao coin from the Sea Clan, let's see who has the last laugh."

Chen Yi showed no intention of taking credit; his handsome face remained expressionless as he looked at Jiang Jingyun without uttering a word.

Jiang Jingyun calmed down as well. "Tell me, what are Long Ying's conditions?"

"The price is 180. In addition, they want to reduce the tariff by 10% for goods entering Shennong Prefecture from the sea."

Jiang Jingyun felt a sharp pang of pain; such an extravagant demand showed absolutely no mercy.

But he wasn't angry. Instead, he pondered to himself, "How many are they willing to give up?"

"No less than 100,000."

Jiang Jingyun carefully weighed the pros and cons. "100,000 might not be a sure thing. I remember they once offered 150,000. I can agree to the price of 180, but I have to take all 150,000. Tariff reduction is wishful thinking. The Jiang clan is huge. With the authority of my branch, at most I can get a few specific items into the special supply list."

Chen nodded. "Then let's take these conditions as our bottom line and reach a compromise as soon as possible." Jiang Jingyun added, "Let's contact the others who offered higher prices as well. Even if the deal falls through, we can't let others succeed."

Soon after, the purchasing stall representing Jiang Jingyun lowered its prices.

Those who are still observing have varying reactions and are discussing the matter extensively.

Some quick-thinking individuals seize the opportunity of high prices to sell quickly and make a quick buck.

The Ying and Ji families did manage to absorb a considerable amount of these loose coins, but the quantity did not meet expectations.

It was clear that the money in the hands of the thousands of people in the city was now highly concentrated, and piecemeal purchases were no longer feasible, so a price reduction was decisively implemented.

The three major buyers lowered their prices in unison, triggering a wave of currency dumping in the market.

"Simon, shall we sell?"

"Why would we sell it? We worked so hard to acquire 50,000 coins. Wouldn't we lose a fortune if we sold it so soon?"

"deficit?"

Lei Fengchun was a little confused. They had acquired the shares early, and the average purchase price was only around 100 Dao Gong. Even if the price was no longer at its peak, they shouldn't lose money if they sold them now, right?

Simon Longteng confidently stated, "We'll wait and spread the word so that people will come to us on their own initiative."

Lei Fengchun was completely baffled. High price? How high a price would be considered high?
His mother always said that he was not smart enough and that he should focus on spiritual practice instead of fighting with his older brothers and sisters for the family's assets.

He did as instructed, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, leaving his brothers and sisters far behind.

My mother also said that most people with the surname Ximen are cunning and scheming; you can befriend them, but you shouldn't become close to them.

His understanding was that people with the surname Ximen were probably not good people.

He couldn't figure out the complexities of currency trading, so he simply stopped thinking about it. All he needed to do was keep an eye on Simon Longting.

Sure enough, not long after the news was released, people came to discuss business.

Lei Fengchun watched coldly as Simon Longting and a stoic, pale-faced young man haggled over a price. The two men's forced smiles and attempts at amiable harmony looked awkward to him. Then, in a daze, the deal was struck, and 50,000 Heavenly Dao Coins were sold for 160 Dao Power, a price 10 Dao Power higher than the highest price previously seen on the market.

Lei Fengchun counted the money with a smug look on his face. He had contributed the lion's share to the money exchange, and naturally, he also took the lion's share of the profits.

Simon Longteng was busy running around, but he only earned a pittance, which made him feel awkward.

It wasn't until Ji Boyue also sent people to buy it that he suddenly slapped his thigh, "Damn it, I still sold it at a loss! How could I have been fooled by that expressionless face? Pretty boy, what happened to the promise that the people of the Xia wouldn't cheat the people of the Xia? He's a complete scoundrel!"

In the final moments of the auction, the price, which had been stagnant, suddenly jumped dramatically.

"The Nine-Headed Golden Lion Yuan Sheng has made his move, raising the price to 350,000. Is there anyone else willing to bid higher?"

What's really funny is that someone actually called out the prices at the event.

Is it the legal core that he put on the shelves?
Li Chunfeng hid in the crowd, watching the boy jumping around, and said thank you to him.

The Nine-Headed Golden Lion Yuan Sheng possessed high bloodline talent, but unfortunately, his intelligence couldn't keep up. He bid too early and instantly became a background character, while also successfully sounding the charge.

Thirty-six hundred thousand, thirty-seven hundred thousand, thirty-eight hundred thousand... The price increases in units of tens of thousands left many residents of Yuancheng stunned.

A genius is a genius, and poverty is poverty; they are not related.

Many people have lived this long and never seen so much money.

This auction at least made people realize that although everyone is in Yuan City, there are still differences between them.

Upon hearing the news, many city residents rushed to the trading center to watch the spectacle, and there was much discussion on the scene.

After the price reached 380,000, the rate of increase slowed down strangely, jumping up by a few hundred at a time.

Then, the Blood Shadow Child of the Ghost Realm Spirit Coffin Clan directly followed up with 400,000, making many demons and humans want to kill the ghost.

"Your Spirit Coffin Clan has no physical body, so what use is there for you to 'devour' the seed of magic?"

In a dark corner stood a pale, ghostly figure, with an ancient vertical coffin hanging behind it.

Passersby suddenly heard a sinister, divine voice transmission: "What reason do you need? It's just that I have too much money. I'm arrogant... What can you do about it!" Who told the coffin family to have such wealthy ancestors?

It was also wearing a Taixu helmet on its head, which was clearly the Taixu 5th Generation game helmet newly released by Zhuxia.

Oh no, the Blood Shadow Child of the Coffin has become addicted to the virtual world.

"Who sold the game console to it?"

Can it play "Primordial Era" in the Ghost Realm? Won't a ghost play a single-player game all alone?
The price of 400,000 obviously did not deter the determined crowd, but as the crucial moment approached, no one made a bid.

As the auction countdown lit up, a price suddenly appeared in the last five seconds, but many people hadn't even seen it before it was replaced by a new price.

"Add it all the way up!"

Ying Zhenlin shouted, and the new price instantly jumped to 500,000.

The other competitors' eyelids twitched, and the descendant of the nine-headed demon was so angry that he cursed, "Damn humans, how can they be so rich! Are you all money-hoarding rats?"

With a beep, the countdown resets to zero.

The magic core representing the "devouring" magic seed also disappeared from the huge mirage crystal screen in the trading center.

"who is it?"

Ying Zhenlin's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Turning around, he looked towards the direction of the demon race. Those fools who only knew how to show off their muscles were furious and didn't seem to have any brains.

Ji Boyue remained silent and turned to walk towards the cave.

"Ji Boyue, is that you?" He couldn't help but chase after him and ask.

"Hmph!" Ji Boyue gave him a cold look.

"not him."

Ying Zhenlin immediately went to find Jiang Jingyun, who had lowered the purchase price first, but he could no longer find him.

A figure in black robes stood in the crowd. Even with a mask on, one could almost see the corners of his mouth, barely concealed by the mask, curling upwards as he recited an ancient poem: "What can dispel sorrow..."

"Only get rich suddenly!"

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