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Alchemist Xiao brought over an exquisite jade slip and a metal token covered in marks.
Lin Ye took the token, surprised. Although it was very faint, he could indeed feel an aura from it that was exactly the same as the divine sense of Emperor Yan.
If Lin Ye didn't possess a unique fire that originated from the same source as the Flame Emperor, he would never have been able to distinguish it.
It seems that Master Xiao is a legitimate descendant, rather than someone who fabricated the story.
"It's truly remarkable that a keepsake from nine thousand years ago has survived to this day!"
"Haha, it's all thanks to the legacy of our ancestors..."
Alchemist Xiao couldn't help but smile with a hint of pride.
Soon, high-level cultivators at the Golden Core stage and above boarded the giant flying ship to attend the banquet.
Fu Zongshi leaned closer, raised the Desolate Curse and laughed, "Linzi, you reminded me just right. These days, my family's spirit-suppressing talismans have been selling very well!"
"This is your share."
With a clang, the desolate curse rang out, and Lin Ye asked in surprise, "Is this alright?"
"Haha, that's what my elders at home also want, so don't make things difficult for me!" Fu Zongshi laughed.
Lin Ye laughed and said, "Alright, I'll keep it as an expense fund for the brothers' drinking."
Soon, the giant airship was packed with people, and the banquet was in full swing. To everyone's surprise, there were quite a few monks of various arts invited to the banquet.
During this period, the cultivators of the Hundred Arts were having a really tough time, and they all complained bitterly.
Lin Ye then took the opportunity to get to the point and clapped his hands.
The sound wasn't loud, but it quickly drew the attention of everyone on the giant airship.
"Everyone, from today until the end of the blood calamity, all long-term residents of my Demon Subduing Workshop can purchase cultivation materials below the fourth rank at 30% of the market price at my Demon Subduing Workshop!"
How much...how much?
Thirty percent!?
These materials are selling for such a low price! They're even cheaper than before the Bloodbath started!
Young Master Lin is really bleeding money out of his pocket!
Moreover, this preferential policy is supposed to continue until the bloodbath ends...?
A huge uproar erupted in the hall.
"Young Master Lin knows we're having a tough time, so he's opening the floodgates and providing shelter to all the cultivators of various arts... I'm so happy I could cry..."
"Young Master Lin is too generous!"
Soon, the news reached not only the giant airship but also the grand banquet hall on the ground.
The already noisy banquet turned into a deafening roar as the cultivators erupted in thunderous cheers.
Lin Ye was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.
In the era of the Titans, low-level crafting materials were worthless!
Furthermore, it wasn't limited to low-grade materials; since the cultivation arts were not prominent during the era of the Giant Gods, the prices of various craft materials were relatively low.
After Lin Ye and the others calmed down a bit, they raised their hands, instantly silencing the airship.
"There are even more preferential treatments for cultivators who sign long-term contracts with my Demon Subduing Workshop!"
"You can click on Open Wilderness Curse to view the list I just posted."
The cultivators on the flying boat were taken aback and clicked to view the desolate curse.
Lin Ye smiled and said, "We will buy all the craft products on the list, as long as they are made by long-term contract residents of Fumofang, and we will buy as many as you have."
After examining the desolate curse, the cultivators' expressions changed drastically.
Some of the items on the list posted by Young Master Lin are simply items that nobody buys anymore...
The Blood Plague Infected are powerful in melee combat, and their blood is infectious, making the Soul-Severing Formation easier to break once they get into close combat.
Therefore, the sword-shaped magical weapon in hand was greatly damaged!
No one wants to buy these kinds of products during a time of bloodshed...
So these kinds of magical artifacts have no market at all, yet Young Master Lin is buying them without any limit?
Many of the monks who had fallen into abject poverty were overjoyed and wished they could kneel down on the spot and call him their godfather.
Some even anxiously advised, "Young Master Lin, you don't need to go this far... No matter how rich you are, you can't afford to suffer such a loss!"
Lin Ye turned his gaze over and said, "With such a bloodbath upon us, what does it matter if we suffer a little loss? Don't worry."
The cultivator who sent the telepathic message felt a pang of shame.
I underestimated Young Master Lin's determination...
However, this is a huge financial drain, and it's really unfair to Young Master Lin!
.......
Lin House.
Back in his bedroom, Lin Ye opened the Wilderness Curse and checked the latest report.
Following the banquet, the number of residents in Fumofang surged, with many cultivators requesting to sign contracts on the spot to become long-term residents.
Moreover, most of them are high-quality cultivators of various arts and skills.
There were even one fourth-grade weapon refiner and one fourth-grade talisman master who applied to join on the spot!
The market area underwent a major expansion.
All Lin Ye gave up were the materials for Baiyi.
Given Lin Ye's wealth in the Giant God World, this is essentially a cost-free deal.
Lin Ye thought to himself, "If the blood disaster spreads, it will be even more difficult to handle if there are more people. We should make the residential areas more spacious."
"The number of Hundred Arts cultivators wanting to sell their goods to me is snowballing. This level of supply is really hard to sell in the era of the Giant Gods... I have to think of a better way."
Lin Ye's eyes flashed slightly as he devised a plan: "What if we describe the origin of these goods as a secret realm that only I can enter..."
......
"Young Master Lin, your order has been completed."
The branch leader of the Refiner's Guild stared at the pseudo-secret realm portal before him with a somewhat curious expression.
I really don't know what Lin Ye's purpose was in using a favor to have the great master craftsman make this for him, since it can't even be used in battle!
It is said that because of Lin Ye's unique and novel magical artifacts, the great divine craftsman owed him more than one favor. As a result, he used one of those favors to have the divine craftsman create this spatial gate.
Lin Ye was very satisfied after examining the secret realm portal in front of him with his divine sense.
As expected of a master craftsman, it's just as impressive as I imagined.
If this fake portal to the secret realm were placed in the era of the Titans, its effect would be to make everyone mistakenly believe that Lin Ye truly possessed a secret realm entrance that only he could enter.
Because it is a "secret realm that has been isolated from the outside world since ancient times", it is not surprising that he takes out whatever goods step by step!
And since only he can enter, it's useless for others to covet it.
Lin Ye rubbed his hands together.
"Let's use this tactic to negotiate with the City Lord of Ten Thousand Trees and see what good things we can get in return..."
Chapter 169 Emperor Yan (5k)
Lin Ye's bedroom.
He flipped through the ancestral stories sent by Alchemist Xiao, reading with great interest, but felt that these stories... were inexplicably familiar!
"Roar... It turns out that Alchemist Xiao came to the palace to search for his lost family secret technique, which was lost in the Supreme Sect many years ago."
'Huh...it says here that the Xiao family ancestor went to the Immortal Realm?'
'And who is that one in the vast universe?'
Lin Ye was somewhat surprised.
With doubts in mind, Lin Ye flipped directly to the last page of the letter and quickly found the message.
"In order to protect their offspring left in the mortal world, the ancestors left behind a branch of their extraordinary fire, the 'Imperial Flame'."
"And make it the core of the clan's protective formation."
Seeing this, Lin Ye understood.
That makes sense, since one cannot return to the Immortal Realm once they've been there.
It's quite normal for those who ascend to immortality to leave behind things to protect their descendants.
"It seems that this seedling later grew into a unique flame."
"That's the one I met in the Great World of the Universe; it's the manifestation of an Emperor Flame..."
A look of delight flashed in Lin Ye's eyes.
So, Senior Di Yan's origins are similar to Bai Yue's; both were transformed from treasures at the pinnacle of the mortal realm.
The problem is that Emperor Flame doesn't have a healing effect; his talent might be more focused on combat and cultivation.
Lin Ye was a little hungry!
After all, it is the highest level of extraordinary fire.
It's hard not to react no matter how you look at it!
However, Emperor Yan has been in the Great World of the Universe for so long that no one knows how strong he has become.
Lin Ye was just thinking about it.
"Instead of thinking about eating it, I should be thinking about how to improve my relationship with Sister Di Yan..."
"By the way, it seems that the Emperor Flame has a slight mutual resonance with the strange fire on my body, so it can contact me."
"So, can it feel anything...?"
Lin Ye formed a hollow passage using the two kinds of strange fire he currently possessed and fell into deep thought.
Then, feeling somewhat guilty, he put away the strange fire.
It's alright...
I was just thinking about it, I was just curious!
at the same time.
The southern part of the imperial palace.
The Third Ring Road, an underground city called Hongzhi Lane.
A large group of second-grade weapon refiners have gathered here.
As the backbone of the weapon-refining industry, each of them has ample productivity.
The several hundred households in the entire Red Paper Lane could normally support a small to medium-sized sect like the Qingyang Sect!
In the imperial palace, underground tunnels are dug without charging rent. Given the prosperity of the Third Ring Road, such underground gathering places are now rare.
But now, a group of monks who should be wealthy and skilled in various arts have gathered here.
They all looked lifeless.
He doesn't usually forge weapons; he just stays underground and cultivates silently.
until today.
Several households saw the news about the absurdity of the curse, specifically the preferential policies announced by Lin Ye.
"Croak..." A second-grade weapon refiner made a strange sound from his throat.
Then, he raised the Wild Curse in ecstasy and cried out in surprise.
"Come and see!"
"Look at the cursed beast! There's good news!"
"What's all the noise about..." Several weapon refiners who were in seclusion were awakened and stormed out of the door, but their mental state was quickly infected by the people outside.