Silence, of course, was no longer in a "difficult" position. He immediately retrieved an iron box from the storeroom. The box was also made of fine iron, and inside was a knife. The knife had no scabbard, and its jet-black blade exuded a chilling aura.

Meng Fan picked up the knife and poured his true energy into its blade. The knife remained completely undamaged, and the words 'Senluo' appeared on its jet-black blade as the true energy was poured in.

"The Senluo Blade?" Through this blade, Meng Fan gained a general understanding of the divine weapons of this world. Simply put, wielding a suitable divine weapon can at least double a Grandmaster's combat power. And this is only a seventh-grade divine weapon; what about an eighth-grade? Or a ninth-grade? This shows the power of divine weapons!

"It's a fine sword, worthy of its name as a divine weapon, but unfortunately someone has already reserved it, so we're not destined to meet." Meng Fan said regretfully as he put the sword back into the box.

Shen Mo replied, "Young Master Meng, this knife was purchased by the Qingyun Sect for 100,000 taels of silver. We cannot afford to offend them, so please forgive us!"

"I had no intention of taking what others wanted. I came here just to see if you, with your great reputation, had any divine weapons for sale. It seems I am not destined to have this sword."

Meng Fan was extremely disappointed, but he would never have wasted his money on some divine weapon in the first place. He would have been better off spending that money on a lottery.

This is also the business opportunity that Meng Fan discovered when he first arrived here. One Lesser Rejuvenation Pill can be sold for around 100,000 taels of silver, and 100,000 taels of silver can buy a lot of Lesser Rejuvenation Pills!

At this moment, he desperately wanted to take back the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill he had given to the Zhao family, but in the end, he didn't have the face to ask for it back. It was too damn shameful. How could he ask for back a pill that such a powerful sect had given away? If word got out, he wouldn't be able to show his face in the Qingxuan Continent anymore!

"I only accept cash for this Lesser Rejuvenation Pill. How much can your Treasure Pavilion offer?"

"Cash?" Shen Mo was quite annoyed because the dynasty had been in turmoil recently, and many major events had occurred in the martial arts world, causing many people to break the law with their martial arts. In order to ensure the safety of their silver, their patriarch, Shen Wanqian, had endured high commission rates and deposited most of it into Hengtong Money Shop. What he kept was only enough to maintain the basic operation of the various shops. Large transactions were all paid for with silver notes, and very few people asked to use cash.

But this didn't stump him. It was just that he had to inform the head of the family about such a large sum, so he said, "Young Master Meng, this is not a difficult matter. I can give you 110,000 taels of silver. But do you still have any of these pills?"

Meng Fan chuckled lightly: "Old sir, you can remove the 'ma'!" With a flick of his hand, three more Lesser Rejuvenation Pills appeared in his palm!

Shen Mo's eyes lit up as he said, "Then I will be waiting for you at Yunhe Tower this evening, Young Master Shen!"

"Alright, then we'll take our leave now!"

Meng Fan bowed respectfully and then left.

After settling into an inn at Yunhe Tower, Meng Fan asked Cao Zhengchun, "Cao Zhengchun, do you think they might try to kill us and rob us tonight?"

Cao Zhengchun curled his lips, thinking to himself, "Didn't you want them to commit murder and robbery? Wouldn't it be wonderful to commit murder and robbery in a legitimate way?"

But he dared not say it aloud: "Young master, I don't think Shen Mo has the guts to do such a thing, and Shen Wanqian's reputation is not bad either, so he wouldn't do something so untrustworthy!"

Meng Fan frowned and said, "It still won't work. We're still too inexperienced. Here's what we'll do: I have a few Lesser Rejuvenation Pills left, as well as the gallbladder of the Bodhi Serpent. Take these and go find the other two extremely wealthy people. Pretend to be ordinary people, the kind who know a few tricks up their sleeves. Then 'accidentally' let them find out and see how they react!"

Cao Zhengchun: "???"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go. If you leave, I can save on a room fee."

"???"

Cao Zhengchun: Entrapment? That's incredibly underhanded!

...

Nighttime at Yunhe Tower.

The wealthy middle-aged man in front of Meng Fan was Shen Wanqian, a tycoon from the Dynasty. He had come here today specifically to reach a cooperation agreement with Meng Fan.

Leaving aside the profit from those three pills, their hidden value alone is quite high!

Shen Wanqian was an ordinary person, and after a few rounds of drinks, he was already quite drunk. Meng Fan and Shen Wanqian chatted for a long time and Shen Wanqian realized that he was really doing business honestly. Meng Fan thought to himself that Shen Wanqian was a disappointment! But the fact that someone who did business so honestly could build such a large business showed how high his business talent was.

"Brother Shen, your business has actually expanded to several nearby dynasties. Aren't you afraid that war might break out and you won't be able to recoup your investment?"

"Hehe, brother, when others are fearful, I am greedy; when others are greedy, I am fearful! This is the reason why I was able to survive the attack from both the Wu and Mu families."

These words startled Meng Fan. He remembered that these philosophical words were written by a comedian in his previous life, and he couldn't help but shout, "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger!"

"What the hell?" Shen Wanqian was startled by Meng Fan's shout, and sobered up halfway.

Meng Fan shook his head in disappointment and sighed, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of my hometown!"

Shen Wanqian also sighed, "I don't even have a home. Ever since I was old enough to understand things, I've been living with an old beggar. After the old beggar died, I started to wander around and have to fend for myself. Alas!"

"Brother, with the country frequently at war and bandits rampant in the mountains, aren't you really afraid that all the goods you're hauling will go down the drain?"

“Brother, you don’t understand. I’ve already taken care of the officials from both countries and the gang leaders passing through here. They take 30% of the goods each time. And we don’t deal in wartime supplies, only civilian goods, so it’s very safe.”

Meng Fan asked, "I didn't expect that there would be such a large profit from civilian goods. Even with the transportation costs and bribing fees, you're not losing money."

He knew that the Zhao family's business relied mainly on formal procedures, and they could only earn 10% profit per trip.

This journey is long and arduous, and even after giving away 30% of the profits, there's still a chance to make a profit. That's truly amazing!

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