Chapter 192: One word decides the storm
Chapter 194 One Word Settles the Storm
In the twelfth year, although Li Fan's total net worth exceeded one million, it was the result of Mingyue Palace's hard work over several years.
Not to mention hard-earned money, but it is also hard-earned money.
Like now, almost nothing has been paid. I just took the opportunity to promote hype, and in the blink of an eye I had 650,000 contribution points in my pocket.
This huge sum of money came so easily, giving Li Fan an extremely illusory illusion.
Li Fan calmed down a little and looked at He Zhenghao and Jiao Xiuyuan who were still immersed in fanatical greed. The original and the clone couldn't help but exhorted at the same time.
"Stop it, Fellow Daoist He!"
"Stop it, Fellow Daoist Jiao!"
“I’ve made enough now, it’s not too late to stop!”
Although the two were in different positions, their reactions were surprisingly consistent.
"Stop now? How is that possible?! The surge in Spirit Mist Grass has just begun!"
"The destruction of those planting areas shows that big bosses are now really entering the scene! Three hundred contribution points is not the end at all, but the starting point! Fellow Taoist, please don't make the mistake!" He Zhenghao analyzed carefully and said: Li Fan dismissed Li Fan's suggestion.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough! The business opportunity is not exhausted, wait a little longer!" Although Jiao Xiuyuan became more rational, he was still greedy and wanted to earn more.
Looking at the two of them, Li Fan knew that it was impossible for them to listen to anyone's advice now.
"Good words can't persuade a damned person."
"I wonder how many crazy monks will lose their fortunes and have their hearts broken after this."
Li Fan sighed in his heart.
The price bubble of Lingwu Grass burst faster than Li Fan imagined.
It is also beyond the expectations of most fanatical monks.
The price of Lingwu grass has been rising rapidly, breaking through the three hundred and fifty mark, and is about to break through four hundred points.
All the monks were rushing to buy Lingwu Grass in front of Tianxuan Mirror.
The slightly mechanical and cold voice of Tianxuan Mirror suddenly appeared in his mind at the same time.
"Due to the large and abnormal fluctuations in the price of Lingwu grass in recent days, in order to ensure the stable and harmonious development of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, the following announcement is made."
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance discovered a sealed cave three months ago. The cave is very large and has extremely high wood-attribute spiritual energy. It is rich in various spiritual herbs."
"It is roughly estimated that the cave's annual output of Lingwu Grass alone is around 10 million plants."
"It can fully meet the various production and consumption needs of the alliance."
…
The monks no longer care about what is behind the Tianxuan Mirror.
When they heard that the annual output of Lingwu Grass was as high as 10 million plants, the expressions on their faces had frozen.
Then endless fear came instantly and occupied their hearts.
Although there have been rumors for a long time about how high the output of that wood attribute cave is.
But with the crazy skyrocketing trend of Lingwu Grass, no one wanted to believe this news.
They would rather believe that this is a trick put out by people with ulterior motives to disrupt the market.
Nor do they want to believe the authenticity of the news.
However, things are different now.
Because it was Tianxuanjing who announced the news.
As the foundation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, it is the platform where all resources are exchanged.
No one would doubt Tianxuanjing's words.
Therefore, after the announcement of Tianxuan Mirror, all the monks were like thunder.
There was only one thought left in my mind.
run.
Run as fast as you can.
If you can lose less, lose less.
but……
All the monks knew that the price of Lingmist Grass had completely collapsed.
Everyone wants to sell the Spirit Mist Grass in their hands.
And no one wants to buy it anymore.
The straw that broke the camel's back was Tianxuan Jing's precise unified recycling price.
4 contribution points per plant.
The monks want to activate the privilege and sell the Tianxuan Mirror at a real-time price.
But it was discovered that Tianxuan Mirror refused to be recycled.
As a result, Li Fan saw a scene that he would never forget.
The price of Lingwu Grass dropped like a waterfall.
The number changed rapidly, from three digits to two digits.
From two digits to one digit.
In just a dozen breaths, the price of Lingwu Grass dropped from nearly four hundred points to four points.
It fell by ninety-nine percent in an instant.
In Qianli Hall, Jiao Xiuyuan's face was dull, and a ferocious look was fixed on his face.
"I, Jiao Xiuyuan, never buy at a loss..."
After struggling to utter a few words from his mouth, cracks appeared on his body, and the breath of life quickly disappeared.
In an instant, Jiao Xiuyuan was transformed from a living person into a withered and broken piece of wood.
It fell to the ground with a bang and broke into several pieces.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao!" Li Fan couldn't help but exclaimed and stepped forward to check.
"I...have nothing...to do."
From under the counter of Qianli Hall, the sound of Jiao Xiuyuan gritting his teeth could be heard.
Another complete Jiao Xiuyuan crawled out from the pile of debris under the cabinet, with a smile uglier than crying on his dark face.
"Obviously, the business opportunity is still open, but it was cut off by Tian Xuanjing..."
"This time, it's a big loss."
Li Fan also pretended to be lost: "I have long advised fellow Taoist to stop, but you didn't listen."
"Thirty percent of my income has also gone up in smoke."
"If you cash out at 300 points, not even at 200 points, it will be an unimaginable profit..."
"boom!"
Countless cracks appeared on the newly appeared Jiao Xiuyuan's face.
It exploded into countless pieces in an instant.
"You... stop talking."
"Let me take a moment..."
Another Jiao Xiuyuan slowly crawled out from the debris, as if his heart was bleeding, and said with a painful look on his face.
Seeing this, Li Fan seemed to have come back to his senses. His eyes turned back and forth between the wood fragments on the ground and Jiao Xiuyuan, with a look of horror on his face: "Fellow Daoist Jiao, are you a human?"
Changing the topic seemed to suit Jiao Xiuyuan's wishes.
He coughed and waved his hand: "Fellow Taoist, don't panic, of course I am a human being. It's just that I am practicing the Tao of thousands of puppets."
"Thousands of puppets?" Li Fan narrowed his eyes.
"Is it possible, is it possible that all the people in Qianli Hall of the Immortal Realm are puppets of fellow Taoists?" Li Fan asked knowingly.
"Haha, that's right. Business is hard to do, so of course you have to take care of it all by yourself. Every time you hire more people, there will be a lot more costs. Sometimes, the stall is too big, which may not be a good thing!" Jiao Xiuyuan turned over and lay down. Next, he said weakly.
"Just like this time, just blowing up so many puppets would mean..."
Before he finished speaking, the puppet also exploded.
"Fellow Taoist, stop talking. Let me be quiet for a moment."
Jiao Xiuyuan's feeble voice came from the bottom of the debris.
A communication talisman flew in front of Li Fan.
"Let's talk about it later..."
Li Fan's clone shook the communication talisman in his hand and quietly walked out of Qianli Hall.
Jiao Xiuyuan was not the only one who suffered a heavy blow.