1259 Equal to Heaven Immortal Venerable, Immortal Vanquishing Sword
Zhu Chengcheng was called Zhu Wucheng.
After joining the Black Armor Sect, the Elder asked him to change his name.
How could one achieve nothing in business?
However, even if his name was changed, his luck did not seem to have changed.
All these years, he still hadn’t made any big deals.
The Black Armor Weapon Refinement Sect’s business was becoming increasingly difficult, and the income of disciples like him was dwindling.
Without income, cultivation would be delayed.
“Young Master, you don’t know this, but ever since the rise of the Heavenly Spirit Sect and the Flame Weaving Sect, our refining business has really gone downhill year by year,” Zhu Cheng, who was finally appointed by Han Muye to accompany him in the transaction, spoke frankly along the way.
The Heavenly Spirit Sect excelled in refining spiritual treasures and immortal treasures.
Those treasures that cost thousands or tens of thousands of divine crystals brought them enormous profits.
The Flame Weaving Sect, on the other hand, was founded on the power of fire, and it was said that they raised many fire-type divine birds for alchemy and refining.
As a result, the long-established Black Armor Sect, had lost a significant share of the business.
The Black Armor Sect was known for its expertise in refining various war puppets and armor.
They specialized in crafting various war puppets and some armor, all used in military formations. However, in the current peaceful state of the divine realm, there was no need for battle puppets, not even for dark demon beasts.
Armor could still be sold, but not at the same prices as before.
If it weren’t for their wealthy background and various spirit materials and ores that they could resell, the Black Armor Sect would probably have to cut expenses and reduce its operations.
“It’s said that there’s a Heaven Changing Pavilion that has been doing well in recent years, making the sect’s life much better.” Zhu Cheng sighed with emotion.
Heaven Changing Pavilion.
As if seeing that Han Muye was interested in this name, Zhu Cheng quickly explained.
The so-called Heaven Changing Pavilion was a treasure that connected a powerful trading force from countless years ago with the Four Realms.
This item could transport the required items across countless miles, making it a truly extraordinary treasure.
The name of the Heaven Changing Pavilion had once resounded throughout the Heavenly Cycle Divine Realm.
The Black Armor Weapon Refinement Sect had only risen because they had obtained some authority over the Heaven Changing Pavilion.
Unfortunately, no one had the refinement method of the Heaven Changing Pavilion. Slowly, the connection between the various places decreased.
“The Heaven Changing Pavilion is also known as the Immortal Burial City.” Han Muye heard the voice of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal. “There were a total of 3,860 Heaven Changing Pavilions in the world.
“Now, I’m afraid there aren’t even 300 left.”
The words of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal made Han Muye’s heart skip a beat.
How did Spirit Sword Golden Immortal know so much about such a treasure?
“Back then, the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign tried to study this item and wanted to replicate it.
“Your Sword Sect has a Nine Essence Tower that was refined according to the Heaven Exchange Pavilion.”
“It’s said that when the nine elements are combined, they can have some use for the Heaven Changing Pavilion. They can even connect to the Heaven Changing Pavilion.”
It was unknown if Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was explaining it to Han Muye or if she wanted to tell him some stories from her memories.
In any case, Han Muye had never seen these from the memories of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.
Perhaps he couldn’t see through the memories of the Immortal Venerable at all?
The Heaven Changing Pavilion that Zhu Cheng was talking about was probably the transaction at the Immortal Burial City.
From the looks of it, the Black Armor Sect should not know where the Immortal Burial City was either.
Then the transactions could still continue in the future.
The Mystic Armor Sect only wanted to trade for divine crystals. It was quite straightforward.
“Young Master, what do you want to buy from my Black Armor Sect?” Zhu Cheng looked at Han Muye carefully and asked softly.
Han Muye had an extraordinary aura. If he could make a business out of it, it would definitely not be a small business.
The commission from this trip could probably provide for cultivation for a few years.
Han Muye walked forward, glanced around, and said, “The armor hasn’t been selling well recently? Didn’t I remember that the army was conquering the Immortal World?”
“Young Master, you’re talking about the Chengyue Sect being tormented by the Immortal World in recent years, right?” Zhu Cheng smiled and shook his head. “They’re not our Black Armor Sect’s patrons.”
Looking around, he lowered his voice, “The Black Armor Sect has always had a bad relationship with them.”
I see, Han Muye thought.
Therefore, while there was a war there, the supplies and armors here could not be sold.
However, this time, they had played a big game. Chengyue Sect would probably have to think of a way to buy some armor supplies.
“I heard that the Chengyue Sect has suffered a loss recently.” Han Muye’s eyes lit up and he smiled.
“If I stock up on some armor, I might be able to make a profit by selling it.”
After muttering to himself, he looked at Zhu Cheng and asked, “How much ordinary soldier armor does the Black Armor Sect have?”
How many?
These words, this tone!
It was probably a big deal!
Zhu Cheng’s face lit up with joy. He quickly took out a pale golden jade plate and drew on it with his finger. After a moment, he nodded and said, “There are three million sets of soldier armor in stock, and each set costs five divine crystals.”
Three million sets, one set of five divine crystals, that was 15 million divine crystals.
Apart from the large sects, no one could eat such a large number.
“There are too many. Otherwise, I can put away these armors and make the Chengyue Sect empty.” Spirit Sword Golden Immortal’s muttering sounded in Han Muye’s ears.
Han Muye ignored him and spoke again. “Are you sure there are only three million sets?”
Zhu Cheng hurriedly clicked a few more times and nodded and said, “Recently, there have been no plans to refine armor in the sect. There are only three million sets.”
“Okay, I’ll take them all.” Han Muye’s words made Zhu Cheng’s eyes widen.
“All, all?”
This was a business he didn’t even dare to think about.
Three million sets of armor were the Black Armor Sect’s thousand-year-old stockpile.
It had been many years since he refined the armor of such ordinary soldiers.
“I-I’ll look for Elder now!” Zhu Cheng’s face was filled with excitement as he turned to leave.