94: Chapter 81 Fire Dragon Burns the Warehouse 94: Chapter 81 Fire Dragon Burns the Warehouse “We have two hours, we must hurry, otherwise attracting the attention of a sect’s protector wouldn’t be good.”
Murong Suyue was evidently doing this sort of thing for the first ti, looking sowhat nervous.
Her massive two-and-a-half-ter tall body moved extrely lightly as she walked.
“That’s enough, at worst we can eat and grab things simultaneously.”
Gu Wen was confident in his capacity to devour Spiritual Objects.
He walked in the front.
The architectural planning of the court buildings was largely uniform, and the layout of the Grand Treasury Departnt by the Luo River wasn’t much different from that in Bianjing.
Upon entering the first room of the inner court, it was the place where ledgers were kept.
An official was dozing off; after being woken up with a slap, he obediently took out the ledgers, and then he was tied up and thrown into a corner.
Pushing open the warehouse doors, the sight of various goods piled up like mountains was revealed, unlike the orderly layout in Bianjing, it looked more like a wholesale market.
“They actually haven’t sorted anything,” Hee Huan sowhat speechlessly said, “It’s a wonder the things aren’t damaged all piled up like this.”
“The point is for them to be damaged; only with damage cos loss, and with loss, they can line their pockets.
Otherwise, with the few scraps the governnt provides, how could they possibly support these officials?”
Gu Wen took it for granted, aware of a bad habit in Daqian, which was its fondness for integrity.
Its version of integrity only involved demanding integrity from officials, while continuing to cut their provisions.
Although the provisions were enough for them to live comfortably, the thought of having studied hard for ten years only to end up with clean sleeves was too much, so they all went down the path of making a quick buck.
Especially under the current circumstances, not being corrupt might lead to actual hunger.
Following the areas designated by the ledgers, they arrived in front of the only two small rooms; one contained Official Silver, and the other housed Spiritual dicine, both locked with very thick iron doors.
Gu Wen was about to break the lock open with his dharma form when Murong Suyue next to him had already used her hand to pry it open, her strength making him feel sowhat embarrassed.
One can only say she was worthy of being an Artifact Refiner.
As Murong Suyue pushed open the iron door, what appeared before their eyes was a dazzling spread of Gold and Silver filling ten large chests, and half a chest of gold.
All three of them were stunned.
“We’re rich!”
Hee Huan couldn’t help but exclaim.
The Gold and Silver of Daqian were of use to them Cultivators as well, particularly for those like Daqian that managed certain powers.
If you’re driving the common people, you can’t rely solely on threats and intimidation, right?
High-grade Spiritual dicine could be bartered for with goods, and lower-grade Spiritual dicine could be purchased with Gold and Silver.
Gu Wen glanced at the ledger, his breathing grew a bit heavier, “What’s inside here is the business tax from the last three months in the Luo River region, Gold ten thousand taels, Silver four hundred thousand.”
Gold in Daqian was worth fifteen tis that of Silver, so ten thousand taels was equivalent to one hundred and fifty thousand taels of Silver, totaling up to five hundred thousand taels of Silver.
With five hundred taels for a pot of Spiritual Wine, this was damn near a millennium’s worth of Heavenly Marrow!
The Luo River was a comrcial giant, and the taxes it paid each year started from a million Silver Taels, with the city guarded by a hundred thousand soldiers, and outside the Grand Treasury Departnt was a persistently stationed thousand-man troop.
But these mortals couldn’t fend off Cultivators; Gu Wen and the others simply flew in, so asking them to stand guard was a bit too much.
Indeed, one must think of a way to sit in that coveted position!
Suppressing his surging emotions, Gu Wen said, “Take all the Gold, leave the rest.”
At least twenty tons of Gold and Silver, even given a whole day, they might not finish moving it all.
“Oh oh…” Murong Suyue was already sowhat baffled, she continued to pack Gold into her Qiankun Bag, her pretty face gradually forming a smile.
Massive wealth assaulted her spirit, and Miss Murong was for the first ti experiencing the aning of ‘commit arson for a gold belt’.
In the second room, still with the might to rip apart mountains and the energy to cover the world, Miss Murong pried it open, the iron door slowly swung open, but inside was empty.
“Hmm?”
Gu Wen’s eyes narrowed with intensity.
He looked down at the ledger once more; clearly all the Spiritual dicine inside was asured in pounds, and an item called the Earth dicine Pearl totaled eight hundred pounds.
Where was the Daoist’s Spiritual dicine?!
“Spiritual dicine?”
Hee Huan was getting anxious.
He had staked out the location for several days and even had Murong Suyue specially craft tools to break through the array.
“I heard that the recent harvest of Earth dicine Pearls was plentiful, at least a thousand catties.
According to regulations, each major family clan is supposed to give the court thirty percent of the yield.
How is it that there’s not even a single hair here?”
A scent of sothing burning suddenly wafted over.
Turning around, he saw that the Grand Treasury Departnt outside the warehouse was consud by a massive blaze.
Gu Wen’s expression turned ugly.
He had a feeling that sothing was amiss and said, “Let’s grab the money first.”
The three of them turned and rushed into the room where the silver was just stored, frantically stuffing silver into their Qiankun Bags.
In just half an incense stick’s ti, they sensed more than ten presences rushing towards their location.
“Let’s go.”
Gu Wen made a prompt decision and gave the order, then turned to Murong Suyue and said, “Give your best spear, not the previous halberd.”
A top-grade mortal weapon was placed in his hands.
Upon coming outside, an old man appeared to have been waiting for a long ti, at the Sixth Level of dharma form.
“You can take the money, but the sins against the court will be on your heads.”
“Are you setting us up?”
Hee Huan imdiately realized the situation and silently communicated to Gu Wen, “Brother Red Dust, I miscalculated.
These Luo River families never intended to hand over anything to the court; now, they plan to make us take the fall.”
Gu Wen stepped forward, his face covered, and spoke in a low voice, “Give a hundred catties of Spiritual Objects, and I will shoulder the bla.”
He had already killed the Crown Prince, and he wasn’t afraid to add another mark to his record in Daqian, but this advantage was far from enough.
Silver and gold couldn’t be transford into Spiritual Objects in a short ti, and since these families had obtained thousands of catties of Spiritual Objects, it wasn’t excessive for him to take one-tenth of the burden.
Gu Wen had always been rational.
The elder was montarily stunned, then couldn’t help laughing, “Which sect’s young upstart are you, so arrogant?”
He doesn’t recognize ; it’s not targeted at us.
Whoever ca today would be sared.
With this thought, Gu Wen stepped out, his movent stirring up the surrounding flas.
The elder was prepared but still too late; six feet under, dead without life.
A Fire Dragon dharma form enveloped the adversary; amidst the silent slaughter, only a streak of red light was seen.
Puchi!
The spear pierced through the body, and the elder’s mouth gushed blood which was instantly absorbed by the Fire Dragon dharma form, making the spear’s power slightly more solid.
On the Sixth Level, he didn’t deserve to stand before .
Gu Wen pulled out the spear, flicked it lightly, and the last traces of blood were sucked dry, leaving behind nothing but a dry corpse.
Hee Huan and Murong Suyue swallowed nervously behind him; was this not also a power of the Sixth Level, eting such a light end?
Gu Wen sensed several more presences closing in and had no ti to search the body, so he picked up the corpse and ran out.
The three of them fled the scene, using Hee Huan’s talismans to completely conceal their forms along the way.
In an uninhabited alley, after making sure that no one had followed, they began to tally their spoils.
A total of ten thousand taels of gold and a hundred thousand taels of silver, which totaled to two hundred fifty thousand taels of silver.
Plus the corpse of a Sixth-Level powerhouse.
Hee Huan laughed, “Actually, it’s not a loss.
Brother Red Dust, you can take sixty percent, six thousand taels of gold, while Murong and I each take fifty thousand taels.”
“Fifty thousand taels, from now on I no longer need to worry about money.”
Murong Suyue smiled brightly, appearing beautiful and gentle under the rough muscles.
But Gu Wen’s gaze turned cold as he pulled out the account book from the warehouse and said, “Eight hundred catties of Earth dicine Pearls, and all we get are these trinkets of gold and silver?
Ten thousand taels of gold can be exchanged for three hundred Heavenly Marrow, which is enough to reach the Fourth Level.
But is there really so much Spiritual Wine?
Once I start buying a large quantity of a certain item, it will inevitably lead to a price hike in a short period of ti, especially since these items are monopolized.
Eight hundred catties of Earth dicine Pearls!
They took it all and didn’t even give Daoist priest half, five hundred catties?”
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