1261 Equal to Heaven Immortal Venerable, Immortal Vanquishing Sword (3)
Zhu Cheng was stunned.
Shen Zhaoyue’s eyes shone with golden light as she shouted in a low voice, “Zhu Cheng, tell me what this person is planning!”
Zhu Cheng’s entire body trembled and his legs went weak.
“Elder, Young Master Han said, he said…”
With his spirit still dizzy, Zhu Cheng revealed all of Han Muye’s plans.
As long as he sealed these three million sets of armor, when the Chengyue Sect came, he could turn them around for a handsome profit.
This method was truly a stroke of genius.
“Hehe, trying to take advantage of our Black Armor Sect.” Beside Shen Zhaoyue, a white-bearded old man chuckled.
Hearing his words, Shen Zhaoyue snorted coldly, and the golden light in her eyes dissipated.
“Seven million divine crystals aren’t that easy to come by.
“Three years, if he can’t produce it, then the three million deposit will be ours.”
Three years without producing divine crystals would be a breach of contract for Han Muye.
At that time, the three million deposit would be swallowed directly.
“Investigate if this person is from the Soaring Heaven Divine Sect.” Shen Zhaoyue’s expression was cold as she said in a low voice, “I suspect he’s just pretending to be from a divine sect, trying to make a fortune.”
When Shen Chaoyue and the others left, Zhu Cheng still couldn’t gather his spirit.
Shen Chaoyue’s previous methods had already damaged his spirit, and it would take several years to recover.
In front of high-ranking God Clan powerhouses, low-ranking clan members were nothing more than ants.
Three months later, the news returned that there was no such person in the Soaring Heaven Divine Sect.
Shen Zhaoyue laughed out loud.
In another half a year, the Chengyue Sect, which had always had a strained relationship with the Black Armor Sect, suddenly sent their vice sect master and several elders.
They came here to buy five million sets of armor of various levels.
Four million sets for low-level armor.
Originally, the Black Armor Sect’s warehouse had three million sets of armor, enough for direct delivery, and the rest could be completed within a hundred years.
But when they invited the Elder of the Trading Hall, they found out that these armors had already been sold.
“Sold?” Immortal Lord Ji Chen, the Vice Sect Master of the Chengyue Sect, frowned and looked at Daoist He Ling, the Sect Master of the Black Armor Sect, who was accompanying him.
“Immortal Lord He Ling, although our two sects have never interacted much, I came with sincerity this time.”
He stretched out his hand and a golden box landed on the table.
“I’ll take all the armor with me, including a few sets of treasure armor that Immortal Lords can wear. It’s a total of 20 million divine crystals.”
Looking at Daoist He Ling in front of him, Ji Chen said in a low voice, “With this price, I’ve already added a 20 percent premium.”
20 percent premium.
Indeed.
If only the cost was taken into account, the Black Armor Sect would be able to earn more than 13 million Divine Gems from this transaction.
However, those armors had already been sealed. If they broke the contract, they would have to pay five times the compensation.
The price he set with Han Muye was 10 million. Five times was 50 million divine crystals.
“Sect Master, that person can’t produce seven million divine crystals in three years.” Shen Zhaoyue, who had been standing on the side, spoke softly and then handed over a jade slip.
Daoist He Ling took it and scanned it with his divine sense. He frowned and said, “Is that so?”
Shen Zhaoyue nodded and said, “I guarantee that this person will definitely not be able to come up with seven million divine crystals.”
Daoist He Ling weighed the jade slip in his hand and nodded, saying, “Alright.”
Just as Immortal Lord Ji Chen said, he had come with sincerity.
If the Black Armor Sect could have a client like the Chengyue Sect, they would not have to worry about business in the future.
Three million sets of armor, as well as some divine general armor and weapons, were handed over to Immortal Lord Ji Chen.
The Chengyue Sect’s group of people were in a good mood. They paid a deposit and ordered two million sets of armor of various levels, including some battle puppets.
This business trip had directly resolved the Black Armor Sect’s urgent need for divine crystals.
The entire Black Armor Sect would not have to worry about Divine Crystals for at least 10,000 years.
Shen Zhaoyue, one of the great contributors, was rewarded and promoted to the Deputy Hall Master of the Trading Hall.
However, they did not know where Han Muye had gone.
Two and a half years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Only three days remained until the delivery of the armor.
Zhu Cheng, dispirited, sat outside the Black Armor Sect’s mountain gate, his face full of stubble.
In these nearly three years, he had wasted away to the extreme.
Everything that should have belonged to him was gone.
Not only did Elder Shen take everything from him, but she also plotted against him and damaged his spirit.
He had become a laughingstock within the sect.
“You fool, are you really waiting for the person who’s buying the armor?” Someone chuckled when they saw Zhu Cheng.
“Yeah, seven million divine crystals, this joke has already spread far and wide.”
“Colluding with outsiders, trying to make a big profit, but didn’t expect to lose everything.”
There was mockery all around.
Thinking of making a profit?
How could the sect allow you to succeed?
“Buzz!”
There was a buzz from the teleportation array.
Everyone looked up.
Dozens of figures in light golden armor and robes landed.
Zhu Cheng looked over and shook his head in disappointment when he didn’t see Han Muye.
“It’s, it’s the people from Flame Weaving Sect!” someone suddenly exclaimed.
Flame Weaving Sect?
Wasn’t this the Black Armor Sect’s sworn enemy?
Countless people panicked, and beams of divine light flew out.
On the other hand, the people from the Flame Weaving Sect appeared calm and walked forward confidently.
“He Zhenzi?”
“What are you doing in my Black Armor Sect?” With a loud shout, an old man in a black robe flew down and landed in front of the people from the Flame Weaving Sect.
Behind the old man, figures descended one after another, all powerful individuals.
The Black Armor Sect was not weak.
“Hehe, Fellow Daoist Chen Shan, we’re here to do business,” the leader of the Flame Weaving Sect laughed lightly, raised his hand, and threw a contract document.
“We’ve brought seven million divine crystals and want to take away those three million sets of armor.”
The smile on the man’s face did not diminish as he looked around. “Recently, the various divine realms have not been peaceful. The price of armor has doubled. Three million sets can be doubled when brought back.”
