Chapter 1894: Chapter 1889: Divine Might
“Thank you for your witness. May your eternity last until the end of the world.”
In Lu Ping’an’s courtyard, two deities completed a significant transaction.
They traded authority, traded the Rule Environnt where the authority resided… along with the territories and subjects upon it.
Borrowing Lu Ping’an’s “Trading Rules,” this transaction contract was successfully executed, and both parties completed the trade of authority.
Then, Lu Ping’an rcilessly charged a wave of taxes.
“Uh, ‘eternity’ until the world’s end? Your Excellency, why do I feel like you’re cursing ?”
Lu Ping’an instantly caught the subtext, the world doesn’t seem to last long, and you’re saying I can only live until Doomsday—aren’t you cursing to die early?
“How could it be…Does Your Excellency think the world is about to be destroyed? Is Your Excellency cursing the world’s destruction?”
It seems that the commission Lu Ping’an took was a bit painful for the heart, and this “Dark Crow and Night-walking God” had quite a sharp tongue.
Lu Ping’an chuckled and didn’t continue the verbal sparring.
He took a 30% cut of the transaction amount plus two treasures (tickets), so whatever if the other party wanted to vent verbally.
Watching the two deities leave, feeling the Divine Realm returning to normal, Lu Ping’an also breathed a sigh of relief.
This had already been the fourth transaction interdiary this week…. Yet Lu Ping’an could sense that those traders had impure intentions, and if there was truly a flaw on his side, they would directly seize it.
There were two failed transactions, not because the transaction subjects broke down in the end, but because two deity lords ca over just to look for loopholes.
But since they eventually didn’t act, naturally, they didn’t have the confidence to win on Lu Ping’an’s Divine Realm.
Afterward, Lu Ping’an directly raised the “trading tax” to a ridiculous 30% and started collecting “rule-level or above treasures” as tickets, driving up the transaction costs fiercely.
However, the result was that he was almost worked to death, with deities queuing up to trade.
“Previously, you took less tax, they always felt you were hiding sothing bad.”
“Isn’t this like… that thing…..”
“Hmm, but that’s reality, if there’s so cake in front of you, most people will consider whether it’s poisoned. If you, like this, actively provide services, and they can’t see the benefits you can take, it ans that the benefits are far below the surface…. with this logic, you’re better off taxing heavily to reassure both parties.”
“Even if I can still earn a lot of extra value?”
“Of course, do you think they don’t know, the act of ‘authority trading’ itself is a benefit to you?”
Lu Ping’an smiled subtly; he sowhat understood the traders’ displeasure, making a difficult visit only to have Lu Ping’an reap twice for free.
However, judging from the incessant queue of trading deities, there was indeed a high demand for such services.
“After all, they have no trust in each other, if circumstances allow… as long as there’s a chance to win, they would try to swallow each other without hesitation. Only a ‘Peace District’ like yours can provide so safety for transactions. Of course, most importantly, it’s you, this big spender, willing to offer military guarantees.”
At this level, the “no violence” rule in the Trading Land was no longer absolute.
However, this was still Lu Ping’an’s Divine Realm, breaking Lu Ping’an’s rules in this area would incur massive additional pressure, and Lu Ping’an taking action under the pretext of “punishnt” would be quite distressing for the opponent.
If not for a power easily crushing Lu Ping’an’s presence, they would suffer significant losses in such an environnt, and naturally, the other party in the transaction wouldn’t just sit still.
Lu Ping’an’s military force and manpower were the guarantees that made transactions stable.
“Is it useful?”
The “Floating Principle” taken as commission was thrown into the courtyard by Lu Ping’an for on-the-spot absorption.
Although the authority was incomplete, not enough to beco a rule building, it could still fundantally fortify the courtyard and give its residents higher limits.
These “commission pieces” were essentially scraps of the Rule Environnt (World Essence), acquired through authority trades by Lu Ping’an and then fed directly to the courtyard.
It’s hard to say if they’re useful, but the size of Silver City was growing daily, indicating that the size of the “Eternal Life God” existence was constantly expanding.
Just that, since the acquired were often “gem fragnts” with low compatibility, leveraging them for real-world application and developnt required opportunities and ti.
But so things were already beginning to take effect.
“Floating (levitation) plus storm, paired with the guardian god of the birdman, maybe a ‘Flying Storm Bird’ factor could be born.”
Lu Ping’an tried assembling, tried deducing, and tried forcibly fusing with the Taboo Library.
Most of the ti, it ended in failure, but Lu Ping’an’s essence was “brute force through numbers,” as long as enough Life Points were provided, miracles could be mass-produced.
Eventually, he managed to obtain a “storm flying” factor.
He did not rush to use it to cultivate flying dragons; on one hand, the authority was not mature and complete enough, on the other hand, without the birth of a demigod, it was easy to lose control.
“Ah Jiu, how’s the situation with the ethnicity.”
“Can’t you see it yourself?”
“Uh, aren’t you the Race God?”
“No ti.”
Glared at by “snake eyes,” Lu Ping’an’s body instantly froze; even he seemingly couldn’t immune this level of “Life Lock.”
After being granted the position of demigod and completing human form transformation, Chris, who was essentially the first “big girl,” was now outdated.
Now, Ah Jiu, with her snake tail and human body, coiled on the top of a slender high tower over five ters tall, while her tail touched the ground.
Unlike her sisters, even with a successful humanoid form, she still appeared too non-human.
With snow-white long hair and dual pupils, like a serpent demon from a story, her six arms were completely different from a Naga… those were the eerie arms of the “Six-Clawed Golden Dragon,” a strange phosphorescent arm imbued with both charm and nace.
A pair of scaled arms, a pair of void arms, a pair of tal arms, the long snake eyes flashing with chilling light, she beca the “older sister” among the sisters from the mont of her birth.
But now, those peculiar arms were rapidly weaving, a large amount of data flickered in the void.
Unlike her other sisters, the “Dragon-man Race” was a purely newborn ethnic group, incorporating nurous branches like the Fla Dragon, Golden Dragon, etc.
She did not manage internal affairs, such tasks were naturally shared by others, and rely fulfilling the duty of “Race God,” ensuring the genetic stability of these quickly evolving newborn dragon-n, kept her endlessly working overti.
Fortunately, this was still within Lu Ping’an’s Domain, even if several blew up, they could still transform into Little Flas as part of the Family Clan, revive as flaming creatures again.
And as long as enough costs (Life Points) were paid, transforming into a dragon-man and living again was also possible.
During this process, perhaps only Life Points were consud… this made the place a money-burning machine, but considering the potential and strategic value of dragon-n, Lu Ping’an could only grittily invest infinitely.
“Here, a fusion factor of storm and flight, see if it can be integrated into the ethnic group’s gene pool, develop a flying dragon… we really need so air power now.”
Glared at again by snake eyes, but her actions did not stop.
She entwined the factor, incorporating it into the ethnic group’s cluster, actively inducing so individuals towards its direction for mutation.
“Boom!”
“Ahhh!”
Several minutes later, a mix of explosive sounds and screams indicated that, at least for now, this road was still blocked.
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