My Simulated Road to Immortality - Chapter 587

Chapter 587: Chapter 559: Joy and Sorrow Do Not Share the Same

He Zhenghao’s worries naturally vanished after the prices of hoarded supplies doubled.

“One hundred million contribution points, that’s one hundred million contribution points!” He Zhenghao’s eyes were bloodshot, and his body was slightly trembling uncontrollably.

The psychological stimulation brought by the constantly rising prices made him feel ecstatic, as if he was on cloud nine.

He Zhenghao vowed that he had never been so thrilled in his life.

“When the Emissary previously gave me the list of supplies, he casually mentioned that since I’m in charge of this fundraising, my profit share was raised from one percent to ten percent…”

“In just one day, I’ve earned more contribution points than I could have in a lifetime.”

Feeling a rush of adrenaline, He Zhenghao felt as if his body was boiling.

An infinite courage surged up from his heart, and even the Iron Law of the Immortal Alliance, which he usually feared, didn’t seem scary anymore.

“Let the price surge! I’m sure I’m not the only one doing this. There’s safety in numbers!”

“Besides, the Emissary will shoulder the blame if things go south. I’m merely following orders!”

“They’ll definitely not blame me!”

Mumbling to himself, He Zhenghao convinced himself in no time, with no trace of fear remaining in his heart.

All that was left was the ecstasy brought about by enormous profits.

In the entire Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, there were indeed quite a few cultivators who, like He Zhenghao, were overjoyed.

At an unknown location,

“Great harvest, great harvest. This profit has more than compensated for the previous losses. There’s even surplus!”

“See? I told you so! I knew Li Fan had the knack for this, and we bet right! Follow him, and we’ll gain!”

“Heh, Lu, if I remember correctly, you were initially against this?”

“Nonsense! You must have remembered it wrong!”

…

Zhou Kebao looked at his companions’ ecstatic faces, feeling somewhat excited himself.

Up to this point, he had made nearly two million contribution points in profit.

Although he didn’t know the specific profits of others, their performances showed that they must have gained considerably too.

“Li Fan’s predictive abilities are truly terrifying. He was able to foresee this abrupt outbreak of war.”

As for the reason behind the sudden declaration of war by the Immortal Alliance, Zhou Kebao and the others were still in the dark.

There was still no definitive result.

“Ah, I was too cautious. It would have been good if I had invested more initially.”

A thought flashed through Zhou Kebao’s mind.

Just then, a voice rang out.

“Hmm? Where’s Long? Has anyone seen him?”

There was a moment of silence.

“Yes, I remember him being very decisive, preparing in advance with at least five million contribution points for hoarding supplies. He should be making a fortune!”

“Could he be in retreat and unaware of the crazy price hike?”

“I’ll contact him and share the good news!”

To their surprise, all messages were like stones dropped into the ocean, with no responses.

They all looked at each other in confusion.

Just as they were in a state of uncertainty, Long Yueyou’s figure appeared in their sights.

His soul seemed lost, his eyes filled with veins, and his complexion pale.

Their hearts were filled with a vague sense of foreboding.

Eventually, it was Zhou Kebao who first asked, “Long, what on earth happened? Why are you…”

Long Yueyou seemed to be lost in thoughts.

Zhou Kebao shouted for quite a few times before he came back to his senses.

Looking at the people around him, Long Yueyou’s lips trembled slightly. With all his strength, he managed to utter the words slowly, “My older brother… fell unfortunate.”

Boom!

They all felt as if their brains had been hammered, making them feel dizzy.

The newly acknowledged Unity Immortal Monarch, Long Jiuyuan, had fallen?

Everything became deathly silent in an instant.

All the joy from earning lots of contribution points vanished in a flash.

For them, losing a Unity-Path Cultivator was something that could not be compensated, no matter how many contribution points they had.

They were shocked and horrified.

The war had just begun, and a Unity-Path Cultivator had already fallen.

The scale of this war would probably far exceed their imagination.

How many people would die?

For a moment, these profit-seeking cultivators couldn’t help but feel a chill down their spines.

Inside the Misthaven City Governance Hall, things were now in utter chaos.

The Immortal Alliance had issued a war notice, but they were unable to contact the Secret Word Envoy no matter what.

Although, a month ago, Li Fan announced that he would be in deep retreat.

However, with such a big event taking place, you decide to sit on your hands and leave us subordinates to handle the difficult problem…

Isn’t that just a bit too much?

The cultivators grumbled.

“Everyone!”

Looking at the varying expressions of the crowd, Gao Yuan knocked on the table.

“Now that our leader is not here, the moment to test us has arrived.” he said solemnly.

“Although the situation is unclear, there is no doubt that this war will not end easily. We must be prepared.”

“Especially as we in Misthaven Ocean border the Five Elders Organization, we must always patrol and be on guard against their cultivators.”

Gao Yuan paused, seeing concern on everyone’s faces, he had no choice but to try and placate them: “However, you do not need to worry too much.”

“There is a saying, when the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Our Misthaven Ocean has not recovered since it was crushed by the Five Elders Organization. ”

“We don’t even have many Nascent Soul Monks. With such military strength, I believe we won’t be sent to fight.”

Feeling somewhat reasonable, the crowd felt a slight sense of relief.

However, Gao Yuan had another sentence pressed in his heart that he didn’t say.

If it comes to the point where the remaining people of Misthaven Ocean have to go to war, then the intensity of this war…

Gao Yuan couldn’t help but shudder.

—————–

Even though the whole Alliance of Thousands of Immortals was in chaos due to this sudden notice of war, Li Fan was quite relaxed.

Draining the cup of blue-glowing nectar, Li Fan raised his thumb and praised, “Good wine!”

“Such a great wine, accompanied with Sima narrating exciting stories from a thousand years ago. Life is such, what more can I ask for?”

Sima Changkong also had a slightly flushed face: “Even though we just met, I feel a sense of familiarity. The word ‘fate’ is truly indescribable!”

“Come, let’s drink another round!”

Sima Changkong tilted his head and gulped down the wine.

“Friend, what tale from the Xuanhuang World would you like to hear next?”

“The affairs of the ancient times are untraceable, but I have a rough understanding of the history since the reestablishment of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals.”

He said arrogantly, his face flushed with excitement.

“I heard that approximately five hundred years ago, there was an incident where the Small World collectively joined forces and counterattacked the Immortal Cultivation World.”

“I would like you to tell me about it!”

Li Fan said in a half-drunk state.

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