The d*ath of the Immortal King of Deadly Valley shocked everyone.
Because they had never thought that they could spend money to buy the life of a strong individual from the Forbidden Ground.
At the same time, the d*ath of the Immortal King of Deadly Valley also filled those who had escaped with a deep sense of despair.
Strong!
Too strong!
The strength of those from the Forbidden Ground is at least a level higher than those outside.
And this was just a Second Rank Immortal King—if they actually wanted to take revenge, what kind of strength would they need to achieve that?
However, if they didn’t rely on strength to k*ll, the Divine Source released for the mission would be a staggering figure.
These numbers would be daunting even for strong individuals from the Immortal King Realm.
How could a small cultivator like them gather that much?
After the battle ended, everyone gradually dispersed, but one person stood dazed in place; that person was Chai Yan, who had previously caused a ruckus in Abyss City.
Tightly grasping the Beast Skin Bag in her hand, Chai Yan’s emotions were extremely complicated at this moment.
Inside this bag were her family’s last resources, amounting to about 1.7 billion Divine Source.
She had thought that with this money, she would find a way to rescue her father and brother and take revenge for her family.
But now it seemed that this idea was simply laughable.
Thinking of this, Chai Yan turned her head to look at Abyss City behind her.
“Father, brother, no matter the cost, I will definitely save you.”
After saying this, Chai Yan resolutely marched in.
……
Inside Abyss City.
“Come and have a look, the cheapest inn in Abyss City, only 200,000 Divine Source per night!”
“Are you still worried about not having enough resources for revenge?”
“The Rich and Powerful Gambling House can make you rich overnight; killing an Immortal King is no longer a dream…”
Countless shouts echoed throughout Abyss City, while Chen Changsheng and Mao Weng stood quietly at a high point, overlooking everything.
Looking at the city created by Chen Changsheng, Wang Zun lightly commented, “Is this what you call a commercial territory?”
“It seems no different from the world of mortals.”
In response to Wang Zun’s words, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly and said, “That’s right, it’s quite similar to the world of mortals.”
“But have you considered one question? The path of making money for mortals greatly exceeds that of us cultivators.”
“Abyss City has been open for three days now, and more than 80% of the customers attracted were from outside.”
“Everyone can take a guess; in these three days, how much profit have your industries made?”
Hearing this, Wang Zun glanced at Chen Changsheng and said lightly, “Cultivators need to have a firm mindset; I do not believe that your mortal methods can attract them.”
“So my expectations for you are not high. If these industries can bring in 300 million Divine Source to the Sacred Forbidden Ground, then I will acknowledge your approach.”
“Hahaha!”
Upon hearing Wang Zun’s words, Chen Changsheng laughed.
“Your industries are in the prosperous area of Abyss City. If you only make one billion in a day, that would be a tremendous joke.”
“Right now, we are in the first three days of Abyss City’s opening, and if I can’t wow you, what qualification do I have to cooperate with you?”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng took out a large jade tablet and casually fiddled with it before saying.
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“The operating revenue for these three days, I have already calculated. Every industry under the Forbidden Ground has a gambling house, an inn, and a Dan Pill shop.”
“The only difference is that each one’s operation mode is somewhat different.”
“Disregarding the revenue from the Dan Pill shops and inns, just the gambling houses have achieved a revenue of 50 billion in three days.”
“There are sixteen establishments in Abyss City under the Forbidden Ground, averaging a revenue of 3.125 billion each.”
“In other words, the gambling houses can provide each of you with 1.04 billion Divine Source per day.”
“This does not even count the revenues from the inns, Dan Pill shops, mission lobbies, and mine fields.”
“In total, your income should be around 1.6 billion per day.”
Hearing this number, even the normally stoic Wang Zun showed some interest.
“How can there be so much?”
“There are gambling houses for cultivators outside, but the income from those gambling houses is not this high.”
In response to Wang Zun’s question, Chen Changsheng smiled widely.
“In the outside Crimson Realm, how can it be compared to my Abyss City? Their gambling house customers are mostly cultivators at the Divine Realm and below; those poor souls can only squeeze out a bit of oil.”
“But my gambling house in Abyss City targets cultivators starting from the Immortal Sovereign Realm.”
“Those who go to the gambling house to spend lavishly are either offspring of wealthy families or tyrants of local forces.”
“These people are the ones who truly have fortunes.”
To Chen Changsheng’s explanation, Mao Weng interjected.
“Although that’s true, it still doesn’t quite make sense.”
“People at such a level are not fools; they know that most of the time gambling is a losing game. Why would they just hand over their money?”
“Normal people would certainly not go to the gambling house, but who told us higher-level cultivators are the largest gamblers in the world?”
“Let’s make a simple supposition: there’s a treasure in the Small Realm ahead, and your entry costs only a fraction.”
“If you fail, you won’t d*e or get injured; you’ll just lose a part of your resources.”
“May I ask, would you take such a risk?”
Looking at Chen Changsheng’s smiling face, Wang Zun replied indifferently, “We cultivators struggle against heaven, against earth, and against others.”
“Exploring and seeking treasures is inherently part of our lives; there’s no need to beat around the bush.”
“Well said; exploring and seeking treasures is indeed a routine matter for cultivators.”
“But exploring and seeking treasures is fundamentally no different from gambling; it can even result in d*ath.”
“These people look down on the gambling houses outside simply because the gambling houses there don’t offer good opportunities.”
“But Abyss City can offer them things that entice them, and what they pay in return are merely some ‘basic resources that don’t amount to much.'”
“On the surface, it may seem that the odds in the gambling house are one in a hundred; if you try a hundred times, there must be one win.”
“But in reality, it’s not that straightforward.”
“The probability for each bet they place is one in a hundred; maybe they’re lucky and win in a few tries.”
“But fortune doesn’t always smile, and when they’re unlucky, it wouldn’t be a matter of losing just a hundred or two hundred times.”
Chen Changsheng’s words left the representatives from the Forbidden Ground quite satisfied.
At this moment, the representative from Deadly Valley, Wei Junjie, spoke up: “We have created a life-and-d*ath duel as per your request.”
“Deadly Valley has lost a Second Rank Immortal King today, so can you now tell us the purpose of doing this?”
“Once the trend of killing strong individuals from the Forbidden Ground begins, how confident are you in controlling the situation?”
