“Buzz..…”
As the lightsaber pursued, a bright white light suddenly illuminated the top of the fortress, which had already fled several thousand meters away.
Taking advantage of the moment the lightsaber disappeared, the entire Vast Ocean Fortress was enveloped in a stream of light. In less than half a second, the light barrier grew brighter and brighter, turning the surrounding thousand miles into daylight.
Then, the fortress suddenly vanished from its spot.
"Boom!"
A loud popping sound came from the air being compressed.
Only then did everyone realize that the Vast Ocean Fortress had activated its spatial teleportation and vanished...
"Master, they can't have gone far. Shouldn't we give chase?"
Suddenly, someone teleported to Tian Juezi's side and asked Tian Jianzi anxiously,
This person's face bore a striking resemblance to Jun Aocheng's, about seven-tenths.
It was none other than the current sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Jun Qianshang.
Tian Juezi glanced at him with some displeasure, and at Jun Aocheng, who was eagerly waiting not far away, and directly gave the order.
"Return to the clan!"
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Inside the Hanhai Chamber of Commerce
Nine Nascent Soul elders, along with the Chamber of Commerce President, True Lord Feng Ling, sat together in the conference room.
"Since the chairman has already given in, why not just hand over all of that person's information?"
"Having taken a sword strike and activated spatial teleportation, causing chaos, the losses are likely to exceed hundreds of billions..."
"I've worked for nothing for the past few years. I should have never come to this Purple Snow Plains..."
"Yes, since they've already revealed that person's aura, why not just surrender? There's no need for such unnecessary losses..."
...
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, a palm print was left on the solid wood table, whose hardness was comparable to that of a magical artifact.
Feng Ling Zhenjun stood up, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the person who had just spoken.
"The reputation of my Hanhai Chamber of Commerce has been built up over thousands of years. If it is ruined like this, you will not be able to earn a single penny, let alone hundreds of billions or trillions!"
If Tian Juezi hadn't personally led the Tian Jue Sword into action, she really wouldn't have wanted to hand over the item.
However, since it concerns a magical artifact, the other party will definitely not give up if we don't hand it over.
The once-every-fifty-years East China Sea Conference will be held again, at which time a new president will be elected.
But looking at these people, not a single one of them seems to have any ambition.
If management authority is swapped, I really don't know what the Hanhai Chamber of Commerce will become...
———
"The East China Sea Conference?"
Ye Feng listened to Gesang's words and showed an interested expression.
"Excellent! This is a grand gathering held only once every fifty years, a grand event for the entire Tiannan cultivation world. Even the ten top sects of the inland, the nearby middle sects, and the Golden Core families will come to participate."
"At the last conference, I was just a lowly Qi Refining cultivator, and wow, the crowds were absolutely massive..."
"With so many people, wouldn't the business owners make a fortune?"
Although Ye Feng had always been doing freebie business, deep down he still wanted to run a proper shop.
First, the "golden finger" has this advantage.
Secondly, you can let someone else run the shop! Who would risk robbing others when they can make money while lying down?
Those wealthy people in their past lives could accumulate wealth in their accounts every day, equivalent to several lifetimes' worth of riches for an ordinary person.
The GDP generated nationwide in a year through robbery is probably less than the wealth of even one of the top ten richest people.
The speed at which they make money is something that ordinary people couldn't even catch up to by simply scooping it up from the river.
Seeing that Ye Feng was interested, Gesang became even more talkative.
"It's not just those who do business who make the most money; it's the shoppers who make the biggest profits!"
"Hmm? What's the explanation for that?"
"The primary purpose of the East Sea Conference is to elect the president of the Vast Ocean Fortress. All East Sea lords have the right to vote."
Moreover, during the month the conference is held, anyone whose sales reach 100 million will receive an extra vote. Think about it, wouldn't those major chambers of commerce, vying for president, be desperately trying to sell their goods?
Ye Feng's face showed a look of realization.
"This will definitely drive prices down... and the people who buy things will be the biggest beneficiaries..."
"But... if we only consider sales volume, won't people cheat? Buying and selling to each other would generate a lot of transaction points... uh, tickets?"
Ye Feng had done this before, selling a sword worth 280 for 230, just to farm system trading points.
"That's impossible!"
A bold female voice rang out; it was Xiao Xuan and Ren Hongling walking over together.
"During the East China Sea Conference, all transactions will be settled using the Han Hai Chamber of Commerce's transaction tickets. You can use your own spirit stones to buy high and sell low to make some money."
However, it's impossible to manipulate votes between each other, because the traded votes won't be settled until three months later, after the East China Sea Tournament concludes.
"Those are issues that Golden Core cultivators consider. If you're interested, you can go and take a look. The conference will begin in three months. Take the Merchant Guild's flying boat and travel around. It should take about three months to reach Hanhai City."
After saying that, Ren Hongling waved her hand and shouted to everyone,
"The atmosphere isn't lively enough today. Are you dissatisfied with the harvest?"
After saying that, she walked to the center of the field and began to dance.
Her dance style is somewhat like ballroom dancing, with swift and powerful movements.
Her slender figure swayed gracefully, making her even more sexy... My waist hurts!
Xiao Xuan has mastered the essence of the waist-pinching pose.
She couldn't even break Ye Feng's physical body.
But even with all your strength, you can still manage to squeeze out a little bit of skin...
"Actually, our big sister is a fervent supporter of President Feng Ling Zhenjun of the Han Hai Guild... a fervent supporter, you know that, right?"
"I know, they're just fans!"
What is a fan?
Not only Gesang, but even Xiao Xuan next to him looked at him curiously at this word. After all, it was something translated from English, and there was no such thing as an empire in this world...
"It's... well, a die-hard supporter, the same thing..."
"Oh... Big sister is a fan of True Monarch Fengling, and she's working hard to earn money to vote for her."
"Wasn't it said that only lords could vote?"
"Only lords can vote, but you can buy votes from lords, like our White Fiend Lord of Three Reefs Island..."
Gesang stopped speaking here, clearly having received another telepathic message.
Ye Feng's face showed a puzzled expression.
The Black and White Duo...the Lord...it seems they won't be able to vote.
Ren Hongling walked over, glared at Gesang, and looked at Xiao Xuan.
"Little sister, would you like to come down and dance for us, so we can see the charm of inland dance?"
If these words were spoken inland, they would definitely offend people. Apart from sects like the Joyful Union Sect, no female cultivator would dance in public.
But in this free sea, it is a sincere invitation.
"Little sister, I'm not good at this, just watch me dance..."
I don't know what the two of them went through. They used to address each other as fellow Daoists quite politely, but now they're calling each other "sister" and "brother."
"How about I sing a song?"
Ye Feng stood up from the side, and seeing his action, everyone cast curious glances at him.
Xiao Xuan smiled, then glanced at Ren Hongling beside her with an ambiguous look.
From the moment she boarded the ship, she sensed that Ye Feng's demeanor was somewhat different.
Women are always exceptionally sensitive, especially after in-depth conversations...
She could sense Ye Feng's emotions.
It was a feeling of excitement...curiosity.
Envy...or perhaps longing.
However, Ye Feng didn't seem to have those feelings for Ren Hongling.
"The song I'm singing is called..."
"Permanent pointer!"
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