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In his twelfth incarnation, although Li Fan had once accumulated over a million contribution points, it was the product of diligent law transference over several years in the Moon Palace.
It could hardly be seen as a windfall, but it was still hard-earned money.
Contrastingly, he hardly expended a thing this time. He simply manipulated the market hype and readily pocketed six hundred and fifty thousand contribution points.
This substantial wealth gained so easily gave Li Fan an extremely surreal illusion.
Li Fan tried to calm his mind somewhat, and looked at He Zhenghao and Jiao Xiuyuan, still caught up in their frenzied greed. Both his true body and his split body couldn’t help but admonish them at the same time.
“Stop now, Daoist He!”
“Stop now, Daoist Jiao!”
“You’ve already earned enough, it’s not too late to stop!”
Although the two were in different locations, their reactions were remarkably
“Stop now? How can that be possible? The price surge of Spirit Mist Grass has just begun!”
“The destruction of several cultivation grounds shows that the bigwigs have genuinely entered the fray! A price of 300 points is not the endpoint, but the beginning! Daoist, do not mislead yourself!” He Zhenghao analyzed meticulously, disregarding Li Fan’s advice.
“Not enough, not enough, still not enough! There is still opportunity, let’s wait!” Although Jiao Xiuyuan was somewhat more rational, he was still entrenched in his greed, hoping to earn just a little more.
Seeing their state, Li Fan knew they were not going to heed anybody’s advice at this time.
“Good advice is difficult to persuade dead-set minds.”
“Who knows how many deluded cultivators will be ruined and shattered after this.”
Li Fan sighed inwardly.
The collapse of the Spirit Mist Grass price bubble came sooner than he had imagined.
It was also unexpected for most of the fervent cultivators.
While the price of Spirit Mist Grass rose dramatically, breaking the barrier of 350 points and on the verge of breaking 400 points.
For all the cultivators rushing to buy Spirit Mist Grass in front of the Tianxuan Mirror.
A robotic and cold voice emerged in their spirit consciousness.
“Due to the recent extreme fluctuations in the price of Spirit Mist Grass, to ensure a stable and harmonious development of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, we issue the following announcement.”
“Three months ago, the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals discovered a closed-off pocket dimension. The dimension is extremely large, with a very high concentration of Wood Attribute Spiritual Energy. Various spiritual plants and herbs are abundant.”
“A rough estimate suggests that the annual production of Spirit Mist Grass alone in this pocket dimension is around ten million pieces.” “This fully meets the production and consumption needs within the Alliance.”
Cultivators stopped heeding the words of the Tianxuan Mirror.
Once the annual production of Spirit Mist Grass was announced to be as high as ten million pieces, their faces froze.
A boundless horror instantly descended, seizing their minds.
While there were rumors about the high yield of the Wood Attribute pocket dimension,
Nobody was willing to believe in that under the crazy surge in Spirit Mist Grass prices.
They preferred to believe that this was a trick by someone with ulterior motives to disrupt the market.
Rather than acknowledging the truth of the news.
But now, it’s different.
Becuse the announcer of this news is the Tianxuan Mirror.
As the foundation of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, the platform for all resource exchanges.
No one would doubt the word of the Tianxuan Mirror.
So, when the announcement of the Tianxuan Mirror was made, all cultivators were as if struck by thunder.
Only one thought remained in their spirit consciousness.
Run.
Run as fast as you can.
Minimize the losses as much as possible.
But…
All cultivators knew that the price of Spirit Mist Grass had completely crashed.
Everyone wanted to sell off the Spirit Mist Grass in their hands.
But no one was willing to buy anymore.
The straw that broke the camel’s back was Tianxuan Mirror’s accurate unified purchase price.
Four points per piece.
Cultivators wanted to exercise their privileges and sell at the real-time price to the Tianxuan Mirror.
But found that the Tianxuan Mirror refused to buy.
So, Li Fan witnessed a scene that was hard to forget.
The price of Spirit Mist Grass, like a waterfall, plummeted down.
The numbers rapidly shifted, from three digits, to two digits.
From two digits to one digit.
In just dozens of breaths, the price of Spirit Mist Grass plummeted from nearly 400 points to just 4 points.
An instant plunge with a net loss of ninety-nine percent.
Inside the Thousand Miles Hall, the color of Jiao Xiuyuan’s face was frozen in a grimace.
“I, Jiao Xiuyuan, never make… a losing purchase…”
After a few words squeezed out of his mouth, cracks appeared all over his body, his life energy quickly disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, Jiao Xiuyuan transformed from a great living person into a dry, crumbling piece of wood.
It fell to the floor with a bang and shattered into several pieces.
“Daoist Jiao!” Li Fan let out an involuntary exclamation of surprise, moving forward to check.
“I… am… fine…”
From beneath the counter of the Thousand Miles Hall came Jiao Xiuyuan’s grinding voice.
A seemingly complete Jiao Xiuyuan crawled out from the pile of clutter below the counter, with a sour smile on his tanned face that was uglier than crying.
“Just when the opportunity hadn’t yet disappeared, it was cut off by the
Tianxuan Mirror’s statement…”
“Now, it’s a huge loss.”
Li Fan also pretended to be in a daze: “I advised you to cash out earlier, but you didn’t listen.”
“My thirty percent profit has also evaporated.”
“Even if we sold at the 300-point mark, let alone at 200, it would have been an unimaginable profit…”
“Bang!”
Jiao Xiuyuan’s face, for the new version of himself, had countless cracks emerging.
In a flash, it shattered into countless pieces.
“You…stop talking.”
“Let me…take a moment…
A newer version of Jiao Xiuyuan slowly crawled out from underneath the clutter, seeming to bleed from his heart, and spoke with a painful face.
Seeing this, Li Fan seemingly rediscovered his senses, moving his gaze between the wooden fragments on the floor and Jiao Xiuyuan, showing a shocked expression, “Daoist Jiao, are you a human or not?”
Changing the topic seemed to meet Jiao Xiuyuan’s wishes.
He coughed, shaking his hand: “Don’t worry friend, of course, I’m a human.
The Dao I follow is simply the Ten Thousand Puppet Dao.”
“Ten Thousand Puppet Dao?” Li Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Could it be… Could all the people inside the Thousand Miles joint store of the Immortal World be your puppets?” Li Fan asked knowingly.
“Hehe, that’s right. Business is hard to run, so, of course, you have to take care of it all by yourself. Every additional employee means a lot more cost. Sometimes, a large business isn’t necessarily a good thing!” Jiao Xiuyuan lay down weakly.
“For instance, this time, just exploding so many puppets cost…” Before he finished his sentence, this puppet burst into pieces as well. “Friend, don’t speak. Let me have a moment.”
Jiao Xiuyuan’s feeble voice came from underneath the clutter.
A communication talisman flew in front of Li Fan.
“We’ll chat later…”
Li Fan’s split body shook a little with the communication talisman in his hand, then quietly stepped out of the Thousand Miles Hall.
The one who had suffered a severe blow was not merely Jiao Xiuyuan..