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Chapter 0: The Battlefield of Chen Er Gou
It seemed a bit unfair, but in Yin City, there was no shortage of Spirits, and the number of destitute Spirits was countless.
People might be willing to exchange one hundred low-grade coins for a medium-grade coin. However, that required setting up a stall, as posting tasks at the Mission Hall incurred a ten percent transaction fee.
Lian Yun's price of two hundred was quite generous; it was snatched up almost instantly after being listed.
Some used them, while others relisted them. Even if it was one hundred fifty for one, after deducting fifteen coins in taxes, they still made a profit of thirty-five coins. If there were special trading channels, it could be leveraged even further.
Originally, something worth less than a thousand had been exchanged for nearly fifty thousand, and Lian Yun felt a flicker of joy.
However~~
“Damn~~ whose hands are so quick? It disappeared as soon as it appeared, worth ten million!”
“Fool, big fool~~ how could someone be that stupid? Hahaha!”
“Probably a newcomer. Besides, anything below ten million Low-Grade Soul Coins is at the Elementary King level. Keep your eyes peeled; there might be orders worth several million Medium-Grade Soul Coins for High-Grade Soul Currency popping up.”
“Oh oh oh~~”
Dozens of Spirits were clamoring around.
This was probably what they called flipping trades.
However, upon hearing the chatter around him, Lian Yun's fleeting joy vanished without a trace. He thought helplessly, “Am I really that foolish?”
In truth, it wasn't entirely Lian Yun's fault. After all, since he left the novice village in Yin-Yang City and obtained the Siheyuan, he had no worries about food or shelter. Then he went to Azure Pavilion and directly participated in the Year Beast Dungeon. Up until now, he had never truly lacked Diamond Spirit Coins; how could he care about such trivial wealth?
Having just arrived in Yin City, Lian Yun found himself unexpectedly wealthy, which led him to not place too much importance on money. Naturally, he wouldn't be overly meticulous about it.
However, Lian Yun understood that the business of buying and selling could be quite profitable as long as the price was right. Therefore, in the future, when he wanted to exchange currencies, he would only need to set his prices slightly above the market rate.
Yet, Lian Yun did not convert his Medium-Grade Soul Coins into High-Grade Soul Currency. In Yin City, the sheer number of low-level Spirits made Medium-Grade Soul Coins the primary currency in circulation. Thus, Lian Yun planned to use the Medium-Grade Soul Coins he earned for trading while reserving the High-Grade Soul Currency for personal use.
"Young Master, can I stay here?" Chen Er Gou asked, looking around with a somewhat dazed expression.
Lian Yun felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but nod, though a hint of contemplation crossed his face.
To be honest, Chen Er Gou was the most intensely trained among all of Lian Yun's Ghost Slaves. His dedication was unmatched. He had managed to break through to the Peak of Kings. However, when it came to combat strength at the same level, he was the weakest—without exception.
Even though he had found his own path, it remained true.
He lacked nothing in combat skills; what he sought was a state of mind, intention, and attitude.
The trading post here could serve as an ideal training ground for him as he prepared to walk this particular path. What seemed like mere buying and selling held many intricacies.
For instance, just moments ago, upon seeing ten million Low-Grade Soul Coins, someone immediately recognized a newly arrived Junior Ghost Emperor.
This was not a simple guess.
Ten million represented a powerful Junior Demon Emperor who didn't care much for wealth and thus casually exchanged two hundred for one. Under normal circumstances, Lian Yun would indeed want to convert his Medium-Grade Soul Coins into High-Grade Soul Currency.
However, Lian Yun's situation was somewhat unusual; he was considering the needs of thirty-one Demon Mothers.
However, there was no doubt that the dealer was meticulous and had a unique perspective.
For Chen Er Gou, this place was the most intense battlefield.
Not only did one need to be quick, but also possess a certain intuition.
For instance, if someone posted an offer of eighteen thousand for three hundred, or nine thousand nine hundred ninety-three for forty-one, many people would instinctively consider whether there was profit to be made from such irregular numbers.
The entire trading arena, and even those outside it, numbered in the millions or tens of millions; there was no time to calculate. At that moment, one had to rely on personal intuition to make judgments.
Moreover, some people would make random bids, while others would post chaotic offers. For example, exchanging low-quality items for high-quality ones and vice versa was not uncommon and often occurred.
This was Yin City, where many Spirits could go wild at any moment, and there were also some long-lived beings who found it amusing to sell their wares at will.
It was an incredibly chaotic battlefield with no rules. How could one stand out amidst such disorder? This truly tested a person's patience and intuition.
Furthermore, due to the large number of participants and fierce competition, success required seizing fleeting opportunities.
This was akin to an assassin searching for the right moment to strike; often, it was a matter of life or death.
Initially, Lian Yun had not considered this point until Chen Er Gou brought it up. In that instant, Lian Yun realized that the path he sought for himself aligned perfectly with this insight.
With this thought in mind, Lian Yun suddenly came up with the best placement plan for the thirty-one Demon Mothers.
Thus, Lian Yun took Chen Er Gou and rented a training ground the size of a basketball court. He then released the thirty-one Demon Mothers from their confinement.
As soon as the thirty-one Demon Mothers emerged and saw Yan's fierce countenance—not just Bai Yun but merely at the Peak of Kings realm—the thirty-one Ghost Slaves immediately unleashed their Demons and charged fiercely toward Yan and Chen Er Gou.
Yan Shuangyan's presence was so imposing that the thirty-one Demon Mothers froze in mid-air, unable to move.
Before Lian Yun had fully regained his strength, he could accurately locate the Spirit's Spirit Bond, allowing him to easily eliminate Spirits. Prior to arriving in Yin Yang City, he had even single-handedly wiped out the Spirits within the Ximen Bay Ghost Group with a single strike.
Lian Yun's gaze and personal abilities granted him a unique advantage over Spirits. However, after coming to Yin Yang City, he focused primarily on hunting Chaos Beasts and did not utilize this ability.
Moreover, this ability not only remained but grew stronger as he frequently assessed the Spirit Bonds of Chaos Beasts.
Now, Lian Yun quickly targeted the Spirit Bonds of the thirty-one Demon Mothers. With just a light touch, no matter how formidable their regeneration abilities as Demons were, they would be left soul-shattered.
Without further ado, Lian Yun waved his hand, producing thirty-one contracts for them to sign.
The first clause stated that they must not disclose any information regarding the two individuals before them and their connection to Bai Yun.
The second clause required them to follow Chen Er Gou in the trading market for three months, during which they would receive half of the profits once the contract expired.
Any violators would face permanent imprisonment in Yin Yang City.
Initially, the situation seemed favorable for the thirty-one Demon Mothers, who contemplated signing. However, upon seeing the word "permanent," they were filled with rage. They snarled and shouted furiously, "Why? Didn't Bai Yun spare us? Why must we work for you? Why must we be enslaved?"
(End of Chapter)
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