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第五百五十九章 悲欢不与同

Zhenghao He's worries vanished naturally after the price of supplies doubled.

"Ten million contribution points! That’s ten million contribution points!" He Hongzheng's eyes turned bloodshot, and his body began to tremble slightly involuntarily. The constantly rising prices were giving him a sense of elation, as if he was floating in the clouds.

He Hongzheng swore that he had never been so happy in his life.

"Before, when Master Secret gave me the supply list, he casually mentioned that since I would be handling this fundraising, my profit share would increase from one percent to ten percent..."

"In just a day, I earned more contribution points than I could have ever dreamed of earning in a lifetime."

His blood rushed to his head. He Hongzheng felt as if his body was boiling.

Infinite courage surged within him. The laws of the Immortal Alliance that he usually revered with great respect now seemed less terrifying.

"Raise the prices! Such rapid increases can’t just be for me. There must be others doing the same thing. It’s the law of the land!"

"And besides, if the sky falls, Master Secret will catch it. I’m just following orders."

"I won't be blamed for this!"

He Hongzheng muttered to himself and quickly convinced himself that he was no longer afraid.

All he felt now was the joy of such huge profits.

Many cultivators in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance were as jubilant as He Hongzheng.

In an unknown space somewhere,

"Another great harvest! This profit will more than cover our previous losses and even leave some extra!"

"How about that? I told you so. I knew Li Fan had two tricks up his sleeve, and we bet right. Following him has definitely paid off!"

"Haha, Daoist Lu, do you remember how clearly you opposed this last time?"

"Do not speak nonsense! You must have misremembered!"

...

Zhou Kebao watched his companions' elated expressions and felt a bit excited himself.

So far, he had already earned nearly two million contribution points. Although he didn't know the exact earnings of others, their behavior suggested they were doing well too.

"Li Fan's ability in derivation is truly terrifying. He could predict this sudden war that came out of nowhere."

Zhou Kebao and his companions were still trying to find out why the Immortal Alliance declared war so suddenly. They had yet to get a definite answer.

"Aren't we being overly cautious? We should have invested more if possible."

A thought flashed through Zhou Kebao's mind as he spoke.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in the air.

"Hmm? Where’s Daoist Dragon?"

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Right. I remember him making decisive moves and reserving five million contribution points early on. He must have made a huge profit!"

"Maybe he is still meditating and doesn’t know about the skyrocketing prices?"

"I’ll contact him right away to tell him the good news!"

To their surprise, all messages went unanswered.

Everyone exchanged glances.

Just as they were uncertain, Long Yueyou's figure appeared before them. He looked disoriented, his eyes bloodshot, and his face pale.

A sense of ominous foreboding arose in everyone’s hearts.

Zhou Kebao was the first to ask, "Daoist Dragon, what happened? Why..."

Long Yueyou seemed somewhat dazed. Zhou Kebao called out several times before he finally regained his composure.

Looking at his companions, Long Yueyou's lips trembled as he spoke with all his might: "My elder brother has unfortunately passed away!"

Boom!

Everyone felt their brains being struck hard, causing them to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Dragon Jiyuan, who had just achieved the rank of Immortal Connoisseur, was gone?

The room fell into a deathly silence. The joy from earning numerous contribution points vanished instantly.

Losing a Convergence Realm cultivator could not be compensated by any amount of contribution points!

They were shocked and felt a chill run down their spines.

A major battle had just begun, yet one Convergence Realm cultivator had already fallen.

The scale of this war was likely far beyond their imagination.

How many would die?

These profit-driven cultivators couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear.

In Cunyun City's administrative hall, chaos reigned supreme.

The Immortal Alliance had issued a mobilization order, yet they could not contact the Master Secret.

Although Li Fan had announced his deep retreat one month ago, it was too much to just abandon their duties and leave the problems for subordinates...

Was this too much?

The cultivators all grumbled in their hearts.

"Comrades!"

Gao Yuan looked at everyone with varied expressions. He tapped on the table.

"Now that our leader is not here, we are facing a test," he said solemnly.

"While the situation remains unclear, there’s no doubt that this war won’t end easily. We need to prepare mentally."

"In particular, since Cunyun Sea borders the Five Elders Association, we must patrol and be on high alert for any enemy cultivators."

Gao Yuan paused, noticing everyone's worried expressions. He then tried to comfort them: "But don't worry too much."

"Even if the sky falls, there will always be someone tall enough to catch it. Since Cunyun Sea was completely wiped out by the Five Elders Association last time and hasn’t recovered yet, we won’t have many Core Formation Realm cultivators."

"This kind of combat strength shouldn’t force us to fight to the death."

Hearing this, everyone felt somewhat reassured.

However, Gao Yuan had one more statement he didn't say.

If it came to a point where even Cunyun Sea’s remaining cultivators needed to go to war...

Gao Yuan shuddered at the thought.

While the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was in chaos due to the sudden mobilization order, Li Fan was enjoying himself leisurely.

Drinking down the shimmering blue liquid in his cup, he praised, "Good wine!"

"With such excellent wine and Daoist Sima’s recount of thrilling events from a thousand years ago, life couldn’t be better!"

Sima Changkong also appeared slightly tipsy: "Although we just met, I feel like old friends at first sight. The word 'fate' is truly beyond words!"

"Let's have another drink!"

Simak Changkong downed the wine in one go.

"What ancient Xuanhuang realm stories do you want to hear next?"

"The history of the Alliance since its re-establishment can’t be verified, but I Sima Changkong still know a bit about it."

He blushed and said with pride, "I heard that around five hundred years ago, small worlds collectively attacked the cultivation world."

"Please tell me more!"

Li Fan, half-drunk, said.

(End of chapter)

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