Mystical World: I Achieve Immortality by Idling!

After transmigrating, Wei Han awakens the Immortality System!

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Chapter 541: One hundred million high-quality spirit stones, counted after the war! 【Subscribe

Chapter 541: One hundred million high-quality spirit stones, counted after the war! 【Subscribe

Chapter 541: One hundred million high-quality spirit stones, counted after the war! 【Subscribe】

After the Beast Tide

In just two or three days, the Changsheng Sect's mountain gate had been completely renovated!

In the sect’s newly built meeting hall, Wei Han, Lu Qingying, eight Nascent Soul stage masters, and high-level leaders from various peaks sat together, all with relaxed and happy expressions on their faces.

"Light!" Grandmaster Mu Yuebai waved his hand and said gently, "Let's talk about the situation during the war, so that everyone here can have an idea."

"Yes!" Lu Qingying nodded and introduced with ease: "Within three days, our sect has basically resumed operations, and the inventory and reconstruction of various places have also been very smooth! After the war, our sect still has 174 people in the Jindan stage, 264,521 disciples in the foundation-building stage, and 613,265 disciples in the Qi-refining stage!"

Everyone nodded subconsciously when they heard this.

Although hundreds of thousands of people were killed in this beast tide, most of the dead were elite high-level soldiers from each peak, as well as some menial disciples with little potential.

Now the Changsheng Sect seems to be in serious disarray!

But it will only take another three to five years, and after the disciples have digested the gains from this beast tide, all kinds of foundation-building pills will emerge like mushrooms after rain, which will be enough to bring the strength of the entire sect to a higher level.

Even if one is willing to invest resources in cultivation, it is not difficult to cultivate a few more Nascent Souls.

"This beast tide is a crisis for our sect, but also an opportunity." Mu Yuebai couldn't help but sigh: "I hope our sect can develop steadily and low-key for a few years, so as to accumulate some foundation."

"That's right!" Lu Qingying continued, "In addition, after the war, we collected a total of 17 fourth-level monster corpses, 3,124 third-level monster corpses, more than 1.47 million second-level monster corpses, and countless first-level monster corpses, which are not worth much."

"Now the Wanxing Sea is full of monster corpses. The price of monster materials is definitely not high now. The total value should be around 20% to 30% of the past. At most, it can be sold for 20 million high-quality spirit stones!"

"As for the storage rings, magic weapons, and spiritual tools of the monks who died in the battles of various peaks, they have all been collected and organized and stored in the sect's treasury. At the same time, the merit exchange channel has been opened, allowing all sect disciples to exchange them at will!"

"In general, we lost a lot in this battle! Fortunately, we didn't go out to plunder after the war. It is said that 70% of the 3,000 islands under the jurisdiction of Zixiao Holy Land were conquered by the beast tide, and another 10% of the sects declined in the post-war struggle. Now there are battles everywhere. It can be said to be a tragedy!"

Everyone looked grim upon hearing this.

The Changsheng Sect doesn't want to pay much attention to the chaos in the outside world.

However, after killing so many monsters after the beast tide, it was hard for everyone to accept that the price of only selling them for 20 million high-quality spirit stones was too high to accept.

Although this amount is not small, it is still a little short when distributed to the entire collection.

The inner and outer sect disciples might be able to eat to their heart's content, but those in the Jindan and Yuanying stages were almost working for nothing and could not get any benefits at all. No wonder everyone looked so ugly.

"There's nothing we can do about it!" Lu Qingying explained with a wry smile, "Too many monsters means that monster materials are worthless. In the past, after the beast tide, the monster materials dropped to 10%. Even low-level monster materials are not wanted even if they are given away for free. It's still unknown whether we can sell them for 20 million."

"Leave it to me!" Wei Han said at the right time: "I will purchase all the monster corpses at the price of 100 million high-quality spirit stones, and these spirit stones will be delivered to the sect later."

"You? Wei Han, you are not kidding, right?"

"One hundred million? Really?"

Everyone gasped.

Obviously, he didn't expect Wei Han to say such a thing.

One hundred million high-quality spirit stones might not be a big deal for a place of the size of the Zixiao Holy Land. It was only the income of an immortal city for half a year. After all, they governed thousands of islands and dozens of large immortal cities, and the daily profits were frighteningly high.

But for an outsider like the Changsheng Sect with little background, it is a shocking astronomical figure!

There are many mines and spiritual medicine gardens under the name of the sect, but the annual income is only about 20 to 30 million high-quality spiritual stones, and a part of it has to be supplied to the Zixiao Holy Land, and the rest can be shared among the various peaks.

After this battle against the beast tide, each peak almost emptied out all the private treasures they brought from Danghun Province, but Wei Han was able to easily spend 100 million. Who wouldn't be shocked?

"Senior Brother, do you really want to accept it?" Lu Qingying frowned slightly as if she wanted to persuade him to think again. She knew that Wei Han had such a financial background. After all, the income of several million high-quality spirit stones every month over the years was not exaggerated.

But one hundred million was too much after all, and she herself couldn't help but feel distressed.

"It's okay!" Wei Han smiled indifferently.

Just one hundred million, but it is indeed a lot for others.

But for him, it was just a matter of purchasing a batch of monster corpses at the market price.

As long as he accepts this batch of monster corpses, he can make thousands of times the profit by resell them. Perhaps the sales of Babaozhai can be guaranteed for the next hundred years? Why wouldn't he do it?

"Okay!" Lu Qingying nodded, turned around and said to everyone, "Senior Brother Wei has his own way to make money. He can afford 100 million. If he can't afford it, my Babaozhai can help with the funding. Let's just settle this matter."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, 100 million high-grade spirit stones! When have we ever been so wealthy?"

"Okay, okay, Junior Brother Wei's generosity is a blessing to our Changsheng Sect. We are all benefiting from your kindness this time!"

The elders from all the peaks smiled happily upon hearing this!

With one hundred million points of profit, all the disciples in the sect can make a fortune. Even those in the Jindan or Yuanying stage can surely gain huge benefits.

Of course, we still have to argue about how to divide it specifically!

Wei Han was too lazy to participate in these things, and Lu Qingying was responsible for coordinating everything.

"After talking about the happy things, let's talk about something sad now!" Wei Han frowned and changed the subject, saying seriously: "Do you uncles still remember our enemy?"

"Enemy? What enemies do we have?"

"You are kidding, nephew? We are just outsiders and have been keeping a low profile all these years!"

"Yes, who can be our enemy?"

Everyone looked confused.

Even Grandmaster Mu Yuebai frowned in confusion.

After all, the predecessor of the Changsheng Sect was the various sects in Qingnan County of Danghun Prefecture. It has only been a few years since it migrated to the Wanxing Sea and has been very low-key for many years. How could it be possible for them to have enemies?

"Could it be that someone else escaped from Gantian Peak?" Mu Yuebai was surprised.

"No!" Lu Qingying sighed and took over the conversation, "Do you uncles still remember the Huoyun Sect?"

"Fire Cloud Sect?"

Everyone gasped, and their eyebrows started twitching wildly!

How could they not know the Huoyun Sect? After all, their own Huoyun Island was snatched from the Huoyun Sect back then. The newly migrated alliance army had no place to stay at that time, so they decisively launched a war to drive the Huoyun Sect out and forcefully occupied the opponent's mountain gate, which led to the current prosperity of the Changsheng Sect.

Could it be that they are coming back to seek revenge?

(End of this chapter)