The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Everyone was silent for a while, thinking about the gains and losses.

Three sky-level merchant ships can carry an astronomical amount of cargo. If they insist on going to the beast cultivator's territory, if one of them misses, they will probably end up losing everything.

From ancient times to the present, no caravan has successfully passed through those natural moats, and everyone hesitated.

"Exit from Lihuo World, you can provide goods, but you need to trade attribute spirit stones."

"Overlord Great World exits..."

"Huanglong Great World exits..."

Not long after, everyone finished thinking about it and expressed their opinions one after another.

In the end, there were only ten big worlds left who expressed their willingness to take risks.

"Does Miss Qingqing want to take such a risk?" Someone saw that Fu Qingqing didn't quit, and they were a little puzzled.

This business, no matter how you look at it, is not a good thing, let alone whether it is a loss or not, it is really unreasonable to risk your life when the time comes.

Fu Qingqing smiled, looked at Tsing Yi Hou who was not emotionally fluctuating, and said with a light smile: "I should find a way out for the Holy Spirit Great World, right?"

"Confused, those moats are not places where monks can set foot, alas..." The persuading person sighed, got up and left the office.

"Everyone can wait in the void, and there will be things to buy and sell goods later." Tsing Yi Hou said to the crowd who went out with his hands clasped.

Seeing the remaining ten, Tsing Yi Hou smiled, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, "Congratulations everyone, you made a correct choice, let's talk about the goods we need."

The remaining ten families all nodded lightly and cupped their fists at Chen Shaojie.

They had already heard from Chen Shaojie in advance that the owner of the caravan had a high probability to belong to Emperor Swallowing Heaven.

This is why, as businessmen, they would rather take such a big risk.

"Pillions and magic tools, as well as various refined materials, we need a lot of preparations, as for the others, the truth is not too important..."

"That's right, the aura of the beast cultivators is generally stronger than ours. They have no shortage of such things as heaven, material and earth treasures. Our goal is rare raw materials, and those heaven, materials and earth treasures..."

Everyone began to discuss, and at this moment a magnificent scene appeared in the void not far from the earth.

...

One hundred and seven stars hover in the void, and the five colors are evenly distributed, making people dazzled.

Xiao Chen patted the dirty things on his body, put on his clothes, and looked at the earth which was still far away, and scratched in the void.

"Ah... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, help, Brother Chen, someone killed a pig..."

A tragic howl sounded on the earth, and then Heifeng, who was still sleeping, disappeared instantly.

"Boss, boss..." A group of younger brothers were stunned, the boss just came back and left two days later.

In an instant, Hei Feng was caught beside Xiao Chen.

"Snapped……"

Xiao Chen slapped Heifeng's chubby little butt with a slap, and said cheerfully: "Silly pig, I've found all the materials for you, and I'll leave it to you to set up the formation."

"Huh..." Seeing that it was Xiao Chen, Hei Feng finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are sick, I just finished my work and haven't rested yet!"

But when Hei Feng saw those stars, his pig's mouth opened wide, and his saliva flowed down.

What is the greatest wish of a formation master in his life, I am afraid they will all have an answer, to build a large formation that has never been seen before, and will never come after.

Don't look at Hei Feng like a cannon barrel all day long, but his wish is no exception.

"I only have 13,000 attribute spirit stones here, and you put the rest on it." Xiao Chen took out a small bag and threw it to Hei Feng, his eyes full of teasing.

"Why don't you die!" Hei Feng jumped up angrily, "You are no different from having a spirit stone or not."

Hei Feng quit immediately when he heard that he had to pay out of his own pocket.

"Hey..." Xiao Chen burst into laughter, and happily swung Hei Feng's tail, "It's only 800,000 pieces, it's not a problem at all for you, Mr. Hei Feng."

Hei Feng screamed in pain, "Eight hundred thousand, eight hundred thousand, not eighty, not eight hundred, what do you think of me? Tall, rich and handsome?"

"Oh? Isn't it?" Xiao Chen stopped his hands and looked at Hei Feng seriously.

"Hey...hehe." Heifengzhu's mouth gradually opened, and his smiling eyes narrowed, "Naughty, you have discovered it so deeply, hehe..."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, "You must have sneaked back to the Haoran Great World these years, and you have got all your family wealth."

Hei Feng nodded. During the years Xiao Chen had been away, he had indeed gone to find the prison dragon. After being beaten countless times, the prison dragon finally led him back to the great world.

"What do you know, it's all my hard-earned money." Thinking of the days when he was beaten, Heifeng almost cried, it was really paid for by blood and sweat.

"Gao Fushuai, don't you want to help me with this little favor? Is the relationship for so many years gone for nothing?" Xiao Chen's face was distressed.

Hei Feng looked at those huge stars, and gritted his teeth, "One hundred thousand, I'll take out the old one."

"This dead pig." Xiao Chen cursed in his heart, then suddenly suffered a psychosis, and sang affectionately to Hei Feng.

"My dear brother, you tell me that you are suffering in your heart, let's walk together on the road ahead, even cross the river together..."

"Ah! Grandpa, please stop singing..." Heifeng almost couldn't spit out the ghostly and howling singing.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to answer, and continued after singing one song, "I have a little black pig, I never ride it, one day I rode it to the market on a whim..."

Howling, Xiao Chen sat down on Hei Feng, "Go to the market..."

"200,000 pieces." Hei Feng howled miserably as he almost got shit out.

"Go to the market..."

"Two hundred and one thousand."

"Go, go to the slaughterhouse..."

"Two hundred and twenty thousand."

When Xiao Chen sang about boiled meat, the price Heifengkou said had already risen to 370,000.

"It's gone, it's really gone, that's all." Heifeng stuck out his tongue, with a look of despair on his face, "Even if you take me to make twice-cooked pork, that's all."

"You're really fucking tall, rich and handsome." Even Xiao Chen was a little surprised when he heard this huge number.

I know this guy has the habit of saving money, but I never imagined that there are so many of them.

Nearly 400,000 pieces, what concept?

I'm afraid some big worlds can't get out so many attribute spirit stones even if they scrape the whole world.

"Hey." Xiao Chen stood up happily, "You can clothe it first, and I'll figure out the rest."

"What do you mean I'll lay it first." Hei Feng jumped up angrily, swung his pig's trotters, and slapped Xiao Chen's knee hard.

Hei Feng angrily pointed at those stars, "You count on me, a godless waste, to drag those things?"