"Senior, does the Wind God Comrce always conduct the transactions here?" Watching the mbers of the Wind God Comrce adeptly using Daoist skills to move the jade vats, Liang Yi, accompanied by the little fox, stood next to Chen Hua and asked.
"It’s not always here; the locations for exchanges vary randomly. But it’s not highly secretive since our operations are quite noticeable."
Although ordinary people wouldn’t dare to cause trouble over the Wind God Comrce, being discovered would trigger the dual wrath of the Demon Clan and Wind God Comrce—who could withstand that?
Liang Yi thought about the commotion caused by the Ten Green Dust Elephants, goodness, it was enough to cause vibrations that could be felt across half the city district, practically shaking everyone’s dinner out of their stomachs—indeed, it was difficult to conceal.
And if one day Xunyang City really faced a massive upheaval like the earth dragon turning over, who knows whether the citizens would still flee or not.
"Master, look there!" The little fox, with shining eyes, focused on the endpoint where everyone was working, where a massive dark blue Flying Boat stood with a "Wind" character splashed on its sail with ink.
Illuminated by the camp’s lights, the Flying Boat appeared exceptionally heroic and extraordinary.
"Is that the Flying Boat of Wind God Comrce?"
"Yes, Lei Zhaozhou, the best Flying Boat available to the comrce branch here in Xunyang City, a fifth-grade peak Magical Treasure." Chen Hua nodded, his eyes filled with a hint of envy—just the cost of this one boat was nearly enough to fund his cultivation to Great Perfection in the Fifth Realm.
"Chen Hua, the jade vats are loaded, let’s set off," Xiang Peng, who was directing the people, shouted loudly to Chen Hua.
"Alrighty!" Chen Hua clapped his hands, joyfully leading Liang Yi and the others aboard the Flying Boat. The sooner they delivered the items, the sooner it was done—he just wanted to hurry back to Qingliang City to relax at Red Jade Building with Chun’er.
After a brief rest and resupplying the essentials, Liang Yi stood quietly at the bow, watching as the Flying Boat broke through the night sky and soared upward.
Inevitably, Liang Yi found himself missing his junior sister again.
Now he was heading toward Ten Thousand Miles Mountain, wondering if his junior sister, who was investigating his kidnapper, also had the sa anxious heart as him, eager to rush to his side.
The protective shield of the Flying Boat blocked most of the wind, still, a slight breeze played with Liang Yi’s long hair.
The hair tie his junior sister gave him had long co undone, and he had no desire to fix it just now—if possible, he would rather wait for his junior sister to shyly tie it for him again.
The moon shone brightly across thousands of miles, the wind gently teasing, Liang Yi took a deep breath, his spirit sowhat drifting:
Is feeling the sa wind you once felt, akin to embracing you?
The little fox silently watched its master’s lonely silhouette from the cabin behind, helplessly swaying its tail, feeling sowhat lancholy: So, when Sister Su isn’t by Master’s side, he truly seems to not belong to this world.
The Flying Boat sailed smoothly for three days, and looking downward from the boat, one would see they had moved from the plains to a vast expanse of mountainous forests.
And at so point, a flock of vulture demons from the Demon Clan started escorting the Flying Boat; however, based on the expressions of others on the boat, this scenario seed quite ordinary, perhaps not the first occurrence.
"After all, the commodities we transport are critical for the Demon Clan. Their territories are rich in resources, comparable to any Super Force, yet the Demon Clan’s developnt in secondary professions is extrely backward and nearly incapable of processing these resources for daily needs, thus they must trade with other forces."
Chen Hua ca beside Liang Yi to explain, as in Chen’s understanding, this disciple of the Taoist Sect who had likely never been to the Demon territories before was rightfully curious about these matters.
But Liang Yi knew far more than his peers about these things, he also knew that in the near future, the influx of nurous players would greatly improve the situation.
The raw materials were in abundance, but there were even more players learning secondary professions, each more troublemaking than the last.
Once unsellable low-level raw materials were being consud crazily by players like Taotie devouring food, and the finished products could drive the developnt of various goods for the Demon Clan, allowing the Demon Clan ti and spare money to cultivate their own secondary professions.
Thus, the appearance of players directly reversed the Demon Clan’s predicant of many life resources being controlled by others, making it so that Demon Clan players had quite a good mix here.
When discussing the customs and habits of the Demon Clan with Tianhua for Liang Yi, a bold and unmasked wave of Divine Sense swept over the Flying Boat, allowing passage only after confirming there were no mistakes.
Afterward, such fluctuations ca four or five more tis consecutively, making Tianhua sowhat puzzled, continuously muttering how odd it was.
"Weird, each ti I ca to Ten Thousand Miles Mountain before, at most one or two Great Demons would inspect, why are there so many this ti?"
Liang Yi wasn’t clear about this and chose to remain silent, rely holding the little fox quietly and enjoying the breeze.
On the other side, young elites from clans like the Returning Light Revelation Snake Clan, the Heavenly Roar Illusion Tiger Clan, and the Moon Gazing Heavenly Fox Clan were urgently summoned by the Clan Leaders.
"The bastard disciple of that bastard Banished Immortal is already on his way here. We’ve secured an opportunity for you to compete; hamr them fiercely!"
The Returning Light Revelation Snake Clan Leader, with several scales knocked off, hissed as he spoke, his gaze cold and sinister.
"It’s rumored that Liang Yi, who possesses the stature of the Banished Immortal, is already aboard the ship from the Wind God Comrce. As long as you don’t kill him, beat him to an inch of his life!"
The not yet fully grown Heavenly Roar Illusion Tiger Clan Leader roared to the heavens.
"Go and get close to that Liang Yi, deceive his affections and his perceptions, make him utterly smitten with you. I want to see what kind of face Chen Hua makes when he sees his disciple like this!"
The Moon Gazing Heavenly Fox Clan Leader, whose fur had almost been plucked bald by Chen Hua over the years, instructed her most proud disciple in a sweetly charming voice, her gaze alluring and fluid.
Suddenly, countless Demon Clan tribes targeted Liang Yi as the subject of their humiliation, vowing to return the humiliation received from Chen Hua back to him manifold.
To return tooth for tooth, eye for eye!
No showing Chen... Hua’s disciple so colors, did Chen Hua really think the Demon Clan was easy to bully?
Just as the demons were incensed upon hearing of Liang Yi’s arrival, rubbing their hands in eagerness, there was one demon that was inexplicably excited, and that was the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits.
He had received a ssage from Elder Qing two days ago that a human carrying special pharmaceuticals was daring to head to Ten Thousand Miles Mountain, and that human was Liang Yi.
Furthermore, he knew that the Sect Hierarch of Devouring Spirit Sect, who had set off fireworks over their heads a few days ago with Chen Hua, was also the person responsible for his dicine being delayed so many days; if he had known, he would have joined Chen Hua in beating that bastard right then.
Swallowing down the roasted at handed over by a maid, the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits shook his tail contentedly, waiting for Liang Yi to bring the dicine he needed right to his doorstep.
As for why he was in such a hurry but not hurrying to have the maid bring Liang Yi here?
Don’t you understand the majesty of a king?
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