The hearts of the returning immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were at their throats when they saw how enthusiastic Jin Sidao was, each of them wanting to slap the son of a bitch to death.
What the hell are you trying to show off for?
Don't you know how savage Jiang He is?
Did you really believe him when he said he wanted to do business?
Who would dare to say no if he tried to force them to buy or sell?
After all, they had brought many treasures back to the homeworld, since leaving legacies on the homeworld required resources.
"Shut up, Jin Sidao!"
"Do you have the right to speak here?"
"Sit down!"
Several immortal wills spoke in Jin Sidao's mind. The True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appeared displeased, with some of them even planning to imprison Jin Sidao for several hundred years after they returned to the sect, and not to come out until he became a Heavenly Immortal.
Jin Sidao glanced at the True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals who warned him through acoustics, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Just as he had expected.
Mister Jiang was right.
He would have less right to speak now that the immortals of his sect had returned.
Even so, he did not want that.
How could he let go of Jiang He's thigh after much difficulty?
As for those short-sighted immortals …
Since the Golden Immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had yet to say anything, what use was their nagging?
Once he completed this task and reaped a huge amount of benefits, the Golden Immortal patriarchs would realize the value of his foresight and bestow him with sufficient resources, allowing him to step into the Skyimmortal realm in one fell swoop. At that time, he would have more say.
At that thought, Jin Sidao quickly said, "Mister Jiang … could I have a word with you?"
Jiang He could not help laughing.
How could he not be aware of Jin Sidao's little scheme?
Still, that was the effect he wanted.
He wanted the sects to see that they would have meat to eat as long as they followed him.
When they arrived outside the tavern, Jin Sidao offered Jiang He a fist-palm salute and said, "Mister Jiang, could you let me represent your business?"
"Oh?"
Jiang He smiled. "Do you know what business I'm talking about?"
Jin Sidao shook his head.
"You don't know what business I'm talking about, and yet you want to represent me? Aren't you afraid that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortals would kill you to vent their anger?"
"I believe that following Mister Jiang would give me some benefits."
Jin Sidao said seriously.
Jiang He laughed out loud and clapped Jin Sidao on the shoulder in satisfaction, saying, "Very well, I'll leave this to you. Help me contact the immortals of the various sects and buy immortal crystals, as many as you have."
Jin Sidao's eyes lit up.
Jiang He continued, "We'll stick to the previous exchange rate. Ten thousand immortal crystals would be exchanged for fifteen thousand immortal crystals here, and you wouldn't be spared when the deed is done."
Jin Sidao's heart was pounding, his Dao heart stirring in excitement.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "Mister Jiang, to tell you the truth, when I helped you exchange spirit stones last time, I actually earned a portion of the price difference and made quite a bit of profit …"
"How much you can earn depends on your ability."
Jiang He chuckled. "After all, what's the point of being a middleman if I don't earn some profit margins?"
Jin Sidao was so grateful that he was about to bow, but Jiang He held him back and said, "Go ahead and do it."
"Now that the immortals of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have returned, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to make many decisions. When the time comes, I'll have a chat with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortals and have them give you some authority."
Jin Sidao promptly felt the urge to go through fire and water for Jiang He.
Both of them returned to the hotel and took their seats. Jiang He did not mention the matter of 'business' again, and one of the immortals could not help asking, "Brother Jiang He, you mentioned before that you have a business to discuss … what is it?"
"I've given Jin Sidao full authority over this matter, and he would naturally discuss it with all of you when the time comes."
Puzzled, the immortals all turned toward Jin Sidao, who rose to his feet and offered them a fist-palm salute, smiling. "Seniors, I'll be visiting you later to discuss this matter, and I hope that you would give me some face."
What kind of status did the many immortals have?
A mere Mahayana cultivator was nothing to them. Even so, anyone who was not blind could tell that Jin Sidao and Jiang He were close, and they had to give him face.
Soon, the feast was over.
The many immortals bade farewell and flew away from Jingdu City.
On the other hand, Wang Hou turned toward Jiang He and smiled. "Shall we have a drink, Jiang He?"
Shaking his head, Jiang He said, "I'll pass. Let's have some tea. If push comes to shove, Origin Fluid would do. I might have gotten used to drinking Origin Fluid and Tea of Enlightenment recently, but this Maotai that's decades old is no different from two-dollar cola."
"…"
Wang Hou felt a slight pain in his liver.
Still, when he remembered Jiang He's daily consumption and compared it to Maotai … well, it really was trash.
… …
Over the horizon.
Above the clouds.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's entourage was flying on their swords.
Meanwhile, Jin Sidao was called to his side by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal, who cut to the chase and asked, "Are you close to Jiang He? That man is ruthless, and you should avoid him in the future. "
"Moreover, you acted on your own today and worked with him. How foolish is that? How is working with Jiang He different from asking a tiger for its skin?"
"Patriarch!"
Jin Sidao knelt on the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal's Royal Sword and said, "I know Jiang He the best. Making an enemy out of him means death, but there are endless benefits if we could befriend him … the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is the weakest among the factions of the homeworld, and yet we are the most prosperous now. Why is that?"
"That's because I was the first to show goodwill to him."
"I had helped him buy spirit stones and earned dozens of thousands in just two days. Now that he needs immortal crystals, I've jumped out to take on the task, and I would definitely earn a fortune if I succeed."
"What?"
The Golden Immortal appeared puzzled. "The spirit stone mines on the homeworld have long since dried up, and the sects would not have many spirit stones left … and yet you managed to earn dozens of thousands of spirit stones?"
Jin Sidao flatly replied, "Profit from the price difference!"
"…"
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal asked in confusion, "How?"
"Buying spirit stones in bulk with no upper limit. Mister Jiang had offered 1.5 times the price, and we just have to offer a little more, and the other sects would naturally trade for it."
Jin Sidao smiled. "This time, Mister Jiang wanted to buy immortal crystals and offered 1.5 times the price again. I've taken on the deal, but it's difficult for me to speak to the immortals of the various factions as a Mahayana cultivator, which is why I'll have to trouble you, Patriarch."
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal was a little baffled.
He only came to his senses after a long while and said, "Hold on …"
"Let me think about it …"
"You mean to say that he's buying immortal crystals with immortal crystals?"
"15000 immortal crystals for 10000 of our immortal crystals?"
"Is there something wrong with Mister Jiang's head?"
What the hell was he after?!
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