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Chapter 1567 - 91: I Won Big at Mahjong! I Want It All_2

Chapter 1567: Chapter 91: I Won Big at Mahjong! I Want It All_2

Speaking of this, he shook his head again. There was no need for further explanation—everyone present naturally understood.

Previously, Xuan Iron Ingots were in short supply, so the overall price naturally kept rising. Now, however, supply has exceeded demand. Increasing the supply even further will only drive the price down more drastically.

A few years from now, it might even be impossible to maintain a unit price of 100 Immortal Crystals for Xuan Iron Ingots.

"Your family’s 600,000 units of Xuan Iron Ingots—we at Duobao Pavilion can pay 80 Immortal Crystals per unit for it," proposed True Monarch Sanbao. "Even at this price, it’s already quite risky for us. After all, with such a massive inventory of Xuan Iron Ingots, who knows when it will sell out? And who can guarantee there won’t be any unforeseen changes in the future?"

Immortal Crystals?

Wei Deming felt as if his legs might give out.

Xuan Iron Ingots, which once fetched as much as 1,300 Immortal Crystals at their peak, had now plummeted to 80 Immortal Crystals! The dramatic highs and lows of life were truly overwhelming.

But he also understood that True Monarch Sanbao wasn’t bluffing to deceive him.

Wei Deming himself had witnessed how the price of Xuan Iron Mines had been pushed up step by step, and the Wei Family had even played a significant role in the process. Now, it was simply the wheel of fortune turning.

"80 Immortal Crystals? That’s still quite a risk. Brother Sanbao, you should think this over carefully," advised True Monarch Duocai, his chubby face showing some doubt as he frowned, "If the Wei Family agrees to sharply reduce the output of Xuan Iron Mines in the coming years, this deal might be feasible. Otherwise, the price could easily fall below 80 Immortal Crystals."

Even lower?

Wei Deming’s face changed dramatically. He gritted his teeth and painfully said, "A packaged price of 50 million Immortal Crystals. I humbly ask True Monarch Sanbao for assistance."

"If that’s the case, let’s just offset the 50 million Immortal Crystals," True Monarch Sanbao quickly agreed after a brief moment of thought. He looked at Wei Deming and solemnly advised, "Deming, your Wei Family is a Prominent Family with a heritage spanning millennia. Your journey to this point has not been easy. Remember this setback well. Going forward, make sure to act with integrity and down-to-earth diligence. Do not pursue shortcuts again."

Wei Deming’s face flushed crimson at the rebuke. He hurriedly replied with repeated thanks, "Thank you, True Monarch, for your guidance. Might I inquire if True Monarch could possibly provide the 50 million Immortal Crystals in advance? To settle the remaining debt, the Wei Family is willing to allocate some Divine Spiritual Treasures and Places of Spiritual Inheritance for auction by Duobao Pavilion."

After speaking, Wei Deming glanced awkwardly at the giant Tao Tree in the distance—Wu Dao True Monarch—who was still silently watching this direction.

"Very well." True Monarch Sanbao sighed with resignation, "Provide me with a list of the Places of Spiritual Inheritance you wish to auction, and I will begin preparing for the auction immediately. As for Wu Dao True Monarch... sigh, I’ll just take him with me."

True Monarch Sanbao commanded considerable respect. Back when Wu Dao True Monarch demanded a compensation of 100 million Immortal Crystals, it was through the connections of True Monarch Sanbao that the Wei Family managed to negotiate the outrageous demand down to 50 million.

"This junior is deeply grateful to the True Monarch."

Wei Deming made a deep bow, filled with gratitude toward True Monarch Sanbao.

"Since the matter is settled, Wu Dao True Monarch, you should stop lingering in someone else’s top-quality Spirit Field." True Monarch Sanbao chuckled, calling out to Wu Dao True Monarch, "Come, come, come! Be my guest at Duobao Pavilion. I’ll make sure to give you a proper reception."

"Well, since Sanbao has spoken, how could this True Monarch refuse?" Wu Dao True Monarch graciously retracted his roots, transformed back into his human form, and ascended into the sky. He turned to Wei Deming, saying, "Deming, as a cultivator at the Transcendent Void Realm, you are still quite young. The road ahead is long. Take some time to reorganize your Wei Family’s conduct and ensure you don’t bring further calamities upon your family."

"Thank you for your guidance, Wu Dao True Monarch," replied Wei Deming with a respectful salute. "After this ordeal, the Wei Family will undoubtedly learn its lesson and strive to improve."

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse now." Wu Dao True Monarch waved his hand dismissively and added, "Yun Xiayang, stop watching the excitement. Come along, accompany this old man to Duobao Pavilion for some fine dining and drink."

With this, the matter was resolved.

Wu Dao True Monarch and King of Zhennan, Yun Xiayang, followed True Monarch Sanbao to Duobao Pavilion as guests.

Half a month later.

In the Spiritual Bamboo Garden of the King of the North’s Mansion.

Wang Fugui and the King of Zhennan sat across from each other, locked in an intense battle of black and white pieces on the chessboard.

Compared to Wang Fugui’s calm and relaxed demeanor, the King of Zhennan wore a tense expression, with faint beads of sweat on his forehead.

In just a short time, Wang Fugui’s chess skills had advanced noticeably, becoming increasingly cunning and devious, leaving the King of Zhennan struggling to respond.

"You’ve lost again, Your Highness," Wang Fugui said, placing a piece decisively and mercilessly slaying a massive dragon of the King of Zhennan’s forces. The scene was brutal.

"I’m done, I’m done!" The King of Zhennan threw his remaining chess pieces onto the board, rolling his eyes at Wang Fugui. "Wang Fugui, can’t you show some respect for your elders and their wisdom? Did you have to make the game end so humiliatingly?"

"The battlefield of chess must not be compromised," Yun Mengyu commented from the sidelines, her big eyes blinking playfully. Appearing innocent, she added fuel to the fire, "Besides, Old Ancestor Xiayang, you’re only a little over two thousand years old. That doesn’t count as old, nor as..."

"Enough, enough!" The King of Zhennan hurriedly interrupted her, pulling out an account book and handing it to Wang Fugui. "Wang Fugui, here’s the battle report for the campaign against the Wei Family. Go ahead and tally it up yourself."

The mention of this matter immediately brightened the King of Zhennan’s mood, for good reason—the gains were enormous.

"Compensation for mistreating the Tree of Fortune: 50 million Immortal Crystals," Wang Fugui began their accounting, "Borrowed He Lan Han Clan’s Tao Tree, short-sold 150,000 units of Xuan Iron Ingots for 170 million. Among these, 50,000 units were swept from the market in earlier rounds, costing 30 million Immortal Crystals. Additional note: this portion was personally funded by the King of Zhennan."