Necropolis Immortal

crystals, but Jiangchen Xie had oh so casually added another trillion.

“Why don’t you let me have the cannons, senior brother Fangyang?” Jiangchen Xie smiled merrily at Fangyang Xing, his expression dripping with threatening spite.

“That’ll depend on how many crystals you have,” Fangyang Xing said with an impassive face.
“Three trillion.”

Jiangchen Xie maintained his smile.
“Four trillion.”

“Five.” Fangyang Xing clearly wasn’t going to let a junior of his time walk all over him.
As a member of the Firmament Palace, immortal crystals were nothing but a meaningless number to him.
Yin spirits didn’t need them for cultivation.

“Six trillion.” Jiangchen Xie frowned, surprised by Fangyang Xing’s stubbornness.

“Seven,” Fangyang Xing responded with the same deadpan look.

Immortals in the venue held their breath and waited for the clash between two geniuses from thirty thousand years ago to play out.
However, no matter who won the bid, Lu Yun would be the greatest winner in the end.

“Eight trillion,” Jiangchen Xie declared, a vein bulging on his forehead.

“Junior brother, you may have the cannons, since you like them so much,” Fangyang Xing said with a faint smile.

Jiangchen Xie responded with a grin of his own.
“You have my thanks, senior brother Fangyang.”

With a wave of his hand, he sent a storage treasure with eight trillion crystals to Wanfeng on the center island, seemingly very pleased with himself.
In a quiet voice that just so happened to be audible to others, he murmured, “With these ten precious babies, the Truespirit court will be able to manufacture similar weapons as well.”

He shot Fangyang Xing a gloating smirk.

Fangyang Xing scowled, his brows tightly knit together.
It wouldn’t be good for the Fangyangs if the Corpse Refiners learned the techniques to refine such crystal cannons as well.

“The next lot.” Wanfeng suddenly lifted her hand.
“Another set of ten crystal cannons with a minimum price of fifty billion premium crystals.”

Stunned, Jiangchen Xie tasted blood at the back of his throat and demanded in disbelief, “Another set? Since when did these things become common cabbages sold in the street?”

“While there are cabbages in the world of immortals, they will never reach the price of eight trillion premium crystals.” Wanfeng smiled.
“The bidding may begin.”

Jiangchen Xie turned green while Fangyang Xing frowned in bafflement, puzzling over what Lu Yun’s plan was.
Anyone else would’ve kept the cannons under tight lock and key, lest others reverse-engineer the refining techniques, but Lu Yun was putting them up for sale!

And after selling ten, he put another ten on the block!

Fangyang Xing’s thoughts were interrupted by a noisy din of bids.
He refrained from participating this time, and the ten cannons ended up going to Lazuli Major’s Mo Clan for nine hundred billion crystals.

Jiangchen Xie’s heart didn’t know whether it should bleed or stop beating altogether.
He’d paid nearly ten times the price!

“Next lot, the third set of ten crystal cannons.
The starting price is once again fifty billion crystals.”

Everyone lost their calm.
What was Lu Yun thinking?! Weren’t crystal cannons Lu Yun’s secret weapons? Was he trying to make them a household staple?!

……

“Can’t help it, I need the immortal crystals…” Lu Yun seemed visibly troubled.
“It’ll take too long for me to go to the Endless Desert to find the Ancient Tree of Life, so my only option is to lure it here.

“Immortal crystals, o immortal crystals.
How lovely are thy sparkle.”