Mystic God-level Emperor System

Su Han spent another day delivering the rest of the orders, and his net worth finally exceeded 10,000!

"Ten thousand yuan per household."

Su Han sighed.

In the storage compartment, 26,800 top-quality spiritual coins were lying quietly. In addition to this spiritual coin, there were still more than 340 Condensing Pills left. Together, it was a huge amount. Amount!

If there were ten best Ningxiang fruit trees in Su country, and one tree would bear forty fruits a year, it would only yield 400 Ningxiang pills a year.

Su Han can now buy more than two thousand pills.

And it doesn’t even take a year!

"If you want to retreat, you can retreat anywhere. It is better to go back to Kyushu for retreat. In the next time, you may be able to become a millionaire."

Knowing that Su Han no longer planned to be in seclusion and could continue to forge magic weapons around the clock, Lin Wenhai felt that he had encountered the luckiest thing in his life!

Relying on Su Han, he also earned a huge commission in a short period of time. This was a commission that only belonged to him after deducting the profits from Jubao Pavilion!

"Shopkeeper Lin, do you have Ningxiang fruit trees for sale in Jubao Pavilion?"

Su Han suddenly asked.

"Condensed phase fruit trees? Yes, there are, but they are a bit expensive."

Lin Wenhai said: "The price of Ningxiang Fruit Trees is determined by quality.

A condensed phase fruit tree that can bear forty fruits every year must be sold for at least forty thousand top-quality spiritual coins.

It will take a hundred years to get back the money.

If it were a condensed phase fruit tree that could only bear 20 fruits per year, it would still cost 20,000 top-grade spiritual coins, which would take a hundred years to pay back. "

Having said this, Lin Wenhai paused and looked at Su Han:

"If Master Su wants to buy Condensed Phase fruit trees for the clan, I can inform the chief helmsman. Every year, the chief helmsman sells dozens to a hundred Condensed Phase fruit trees.

As Master Su, I believe I can get at least ten trees. "

"Forget it, the price is too expensive."

Su Han smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

It would take a hundred years to get back the money, which was not suitable for the current situation in Fengyun Jiuzhou. If there was no threat from the Demonic Way and the Nine Ghost Dynasty, Su Han might choose to stay in the Earthly Immortal World for a few more years, earning spiritual coins and buying Ningxiang Fruit Trees at the same time.

"yes."

Lin Wenhai nodded with some sigh.

So far, he can't even afford a condensed phase fruit tree.

Like the Blood Slaughter Tribe, it took many years of accumulation to plant so many dozen Ningxiang Fruit Trees in the medicinal forest.

There are two of them, which were obtained by the current Da Yaksha of the Blood Slaughter Tribe after he was promoted to a powerful golden body and worked hard in the hands of some big shots for many years!

In the following days, a large number of orders poured into Jubao Pavilion every day.

These orders are divided into two categories. The first category is orders for seventh-level magic weapons and eighth-level magic weapons from major families.

The second category is some individual visitors who came after hearing the news. There are seventh-level magic weapons and some eighth-level magic weapons.

Most of these individual travelers or families came from the major cities of the Blood Slaughter Tribe, and only a small part came from the Beiqiu Tribe and Nanshan Tribe.

Because they were afraid of not being ranked, when someone discovered this, they subconsciously kept their mouths shut, unwilling to leak the news about Su Han.

Su Han was forging eighth-level magic weapons and seventh-level magic weapons every day. The quantity he forged was staggering, and the profits were also staggering.

Every day, about 20,000 top-quality spiritual coins are deposited into the account!

About half a month later, Lin Wenhai suddenly found that the number of orders had dropped. After discussing with Su Han, he came to a conclusion!

In the Blood Slaughter Tribe, those who could afford to buy eighth-level magic weapons and seventh-level magic weapons had already bought them all.

What you can’t afford, you still can’t afford.

The market for magic weapons, which is equivalent to killing tribes with blood, is gradually becoming saturated.

Even if those big families, such as Ling Mansion and Xian Mansion, want to continue to ask Su Han to forge magic weapons, they will not be able to get the spirit coins in a short time.

During this period, Su Han also continued to turn spiritual coins into Condensing Phase Pills.

Lin Wenhai, Yun Hai, and He Mu helped mobilize the speed of the Ningxiang Pill, but gradually couldn't keep up with Su Han's purchase of the Ningxiang Pill!

In the end, Su Han now saved 200,000 top-grade spiritual coins, and the remaining money was exchanged for 15,000 Phase Condensation Pills.

Even if he failed to steal the Condensing Phase Fruit Tree from the Blood Slaughter Tribe, his visit to the Immortal Realm was not in vain.

…

The northern land of the Yasha tribe, the city of the Holy Lord!

This is the holy land in the northern land of the Yaksha tribe, and the dojo of Holy Lord Yero, one of the two holy masters of the Yaksha tribe!

The Great Sage Lingluo lives in the City of the Holy Lord because he is the master of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Another Great Sage of the Seven Kills in the North has his own dojo in another place.

The chief helm of Jubao Pavilion.

Shenbing Pavilion.

"That's unreasonable!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, a strong man with a golden body exuding a terrifying aura glared at everyone:

"A guy who appeared out of nowhere actually saturated the entire Blood Slaughter Tribe's market for magic weapons.

Wouldn't this cut off our financial path? "

"The Pavilion Master intended to invite him to serve as the Deputy Pavilion Master, but he refused directly. He clearly doesn't take us into consideration."

"In the North, most of the magic weapons are made by me. If he does this, he will cut off our financial path. Since he is unwilling to join the Treasure Collection Pavilion, I think it is necessary to warn this person!"

"Each one is a perfect rune. Is it so mysterious? I'm really looking forward to meeting him."

"I heard that this Master Su is only a Three-Calamity Dharma Appearance, so he should be a junior. Whose craftsman heritage has he inherited?"

Everyone said something to me.

Everyone here is a noble weapon craftsman. In addition to the eighth-level magic weapon craftsman, there are also seventh-level magic weapon craftsmen and sixth-level magic weapon craftsmen present, but none of them said a word.

Right now, this matter has gone beyond the scope of them being able to say anything.

If you want to stay in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, you must be at least a sixth-level Divine Weapon Craftsman. If you are only a fifth-level master, sorry, you can only stay in the Treasure Pavilion where the Saint is located, and you are not qualified to come to the City of the Holy Lord.

The person who spoke first was Luo Qindao, the most promising of all the eighth-level divine weapon craftsmen to become a ninth-level divine weapon craftsman and promoted to deputy pavilion master!

He is not only an eighth-level divine weapon craftsman, but also a Nine Tribulation Golden Body strongman who leads a Yasha tribe that is much larger than the Blood Slaughter tribe! It's the great Yaksha of that tribe!

"Why are you so noisy?"

At this moment, an old Yaksha slowly walked into the hall.

Upon seeing this, Luo Qindao hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "I've seen Deputy Pavilion Master Wuma."

"I've met the Deputy Pavilion Master Wuma!"

Everyone saluted.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion has three deputy pavilion masters, each of whom is a ninth-level divine weapon craftsman. In the way of the divine weapon, not only are countless people in the Yasha tribe awe-inspiring, but even people from other powerful tribes must be in awe when they see it!

The deputy pavilion master Wuma is one of the three, and his own cultivation has reached the realm of a saint!

Therefore, even a pretentious person like Luo Qindao would not dare to be rude in front of him!

"What are you discussing here?" Deputy Pavilion Master Wuma said with a smile.