Chapter 591: Chapter 595 - 602: I’m Serious About Doing Business! (Fourth Update)

Upon hearing what Yang Zhen and Sao Saint said, all those who were still desperately struggling became annoyed.

“Ten purple crystals, why don’t you just go rob someone?”

“Damn, robbing someone wouldn’t be as quick as this,” grumbled Sao Saint under his breath, a sincere smile never leaving his face.

“I’m always serious when it comes to business!” Yang Zhen earnestly told everyone, his facial expression being as sincere as the world’s most honest merchant.

Those who were still struggling in the storm turned an ashen color. To purchase or not was a hard choice to make. The price Yang Zhen insisted on was astoundingly high, but it seemed as though the storm wouldn’t pass anytime soon.

Damn it all!

“How much? I’ll buy one!”

“Oh, you sure know quality goods when you see them. This here boat was made overnight by Yang Zhen himself, in total he only made ten boats. You heard that right, only ten. Once they’re gone, that’s it. Ten purple crystals will be the price, highest bidder gets the nod,” Sao Saint grandly announced, standing on top of the boat, a picture of superiority and wisdom.

“Yang Zhen, I’m Mo Chikuang from Ice Martial City. I’ve seen you there and we’ve brushed shoulders before. You must sell me a boat for ten purple crystals,” a man named Big Beard said while chuckling, struggling to maintain balance amidst the storm. It was unclear whether his uncomfortable grin was due to the savage storm or his embarrassment. Nevertheless, his face clearly bore a toadying expression, clearly visible to all.

The crowd began to curse after hearing this, “Screw your mother! No one cares if you know him or not. Speak with your crystals! Yang Zhen, I offer eleven purple crystals and can give them to you immediately.”

“You think you can buy a life-saving boat with eleven purple crystals? What are you even thinking? Sao Saint, I’ll offer fifteen purple crystals for your boat since I won’t last much longer.”

Mo Chikuang stared at the crowd furiously, forced himself to propel towards Yang Zhen and Sao Saint’s boat and anxiously said, “Yang Zhen, don’t forget our past history.”

Yang Zhen had no idea where this guy had popped up from. Does brushing shoulders even count as an acquaintance, or is it more like a past life’s glance exchanged five hundred times?

If he had exchanged looks with such a Big Beard five hundred times in his past life, Yang Zhen would rather kill him.

“Damn it! You’re trying to invoke feelings of friendship on a deal of ten purple crystals, that’s crossing the line!”

“Hahaha, Mo Chikuang, don’t you hate to lose? Playing smart, aren’t you? Screw your mother! You bums, stop it right now. Sao Saint, I want this boat. I, Liang from Pulmonary Hill will…wait, stop! I offer fifty purple crystals. Sell this boat to me.”

Sao Saint seized back the boat he was about to send out nervously and approached it chuckling. “This boss sure is generous! Here’s your boat. Please keep it safe. Boss Yang here always says, we’re just a small business and we never give credit. Those who want to buy better prepare their purple crystals quickly since there’s just one boat left.”

Seeing Yang Zhen and Sao Saint easily selling hundreds of purple crystals worth in boats, everyone on the two Sacred Lands boats looked perplexed.

Just for one boat that certainly wouldn’t exceed a thousand crystals in cost, this bastard Yang Zhen was selling for fifty purple crystals. How was this different from robbery?

One purple crystal was worth about a thousand regular crystals. This was… swifter than actual robbery!

“Screw your mother, Liang Chao! You spent fifty purple crystals on one boat. No matter how rich you are, you can’t be this wasteful! What are we supposed to do now?”

Seeing Liang Chao seal the deal with fifty purple crystals, the surrounding people couldn’t take it anymore and started cursing at him relentlessly.

Not paying them any attention, Liang Chao casually stood on his newly purchased boat. After inserting a purple crystal, he turned on the boats protective array. Admiring the sturdy shield, he clicked his tongue in wonder and said, “The array on this boat is far superior to any junk available in the market. I think it’s worth it. What’s it to you all?”

“You!”

The crowd was dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do. Soon, someone turned to look at Sao Saint who held the last boat. All eyes quickly followed.

“Fifty crystals, I’ll also give fifty…”

“Screw your mother! Don’t push! Sixty, I’ll offer sixty…”

“Seventy…”

Caught by surprise, Fang Zhongjian watched Yang Zhen and murmured to himself, “Are all these people crazy? Why would they buy a boat for seventy purple crystals when usually three to five would be enough?”

Heavenly Spring Saint Lord hesitated momentarily, snorted lightly, and turned his gaze towards Fang Zhongjian. He stared until Fang Zhongjian began to feel uncomfortable and puzzled before finally breaking the silence. “Do any of you… have any extra flying boats?”

“Saint lord, we… used up all our storage rings to carry food and water. The Ancient Ruins are fraught with danger, so we packed as much food and water as we could. You told us to do so.”

“…Scoundrel!” Just as the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord was about to continue, a saucy voice suddenly interrupted.

“The last flying boat has been sold, no more pushing everyone, line up, line up.”

Line up?

Everyone was taken aback by the saucy cat’s announcement and stared at it in bewilderment.

If the last flying boats were sold out, why should they still queue?

Weren’t they supposed to come up with their own solutions at such a juncture?

Amid the crowd’s confusion, Boss Yang suddenly took out a few more storage rings and announced loudly, “Alright, the auction for the second batch of flying boats will now begin.”

“What!?”

Everyone was stunned. Someone couldn’t help but curse, “Weren’t they all sold out? How come there are more?”

“Eh? When did I, Sao Saint, ever say they were sold out?” Boss Yang gave the man an unwilling look as he replied.

“You… you clearly did.”

“No!” Boss Yang denied vehemently, “You can doubt my integrity, but you can’t blatantly lie!”

“You… have no shame!” The man was furious, pointing at Boss Yang and declaring, “Even if I had to jump off from here and be blown to death by the storm, I wouldn’t buy your flying boat!”

Boom!

The terrifying storm erupted again, covering the skies and startling everyone.

The air gusts this time were so formidable that they blotted the sky. The tempestuous wind made even some of the larger flying boats sway. The expressions on the faces of individuals from both Sacred Lands changed drastically.

“No, how could this happen? The last time we were here, the storm was nowhere near this violent.”

“In… in these conditions, can we make it through safely?”

The ferocious winds roared, the world shook, and waves of True Essence that obscured the skies howled like ferocious dragons in mid-air.

Boss Yang was clinging desperately to the flying boat, his face genuinely bewildered. Sao Cat almost got blown away, only to be dragged back by Boss Yang at the last moment.

“Damn, kid, did you know that such a massive storm would erupt?”

Boss Yang had not the faintest idea, being no Astrology Master to foresee good or bad fortunes. Had he known how perilous this place was, he would have refused to come even for a fortune.

“Stop complaining, this is a great opportunity. Sell them quickly, and find the one who said he’d rather jump off than buy our flying boat, Sao Saint needs to see him.”

“No… no need to find him!”

Two hands suddenly shot up from the edge of the flying boat. One of them held a storage ring: “Damn it, Boss Yang, this is everything I’ve got. It’s definitely worth more than a hundred purple crystals. Sell me a flying boat. Quickly!”

Many practitioners in mid-air were like kites toyed by the strong winds. They swooshed about chaotically, crying out in despair. They struggled frantically towards Boss Yang, humiliatingly exploiting their hands and feet, and risking it all.

“See, isn’t this much better? Here you go, keep a good hold on your flying boat. And tell me, does it smell good?”

“??? ”

Just as Boss Yang was about to signal Sao Saint to continue selling, Heavenly Snow Saint Lord’s voice suddenly echoed, “Young friend Yang, hurry back to the flying boat. There seems to be something odd about this storm.”