Chapter 541 100 million high-grade spirit stones, count after the war! 【Subscribe】
After the Beast Tide
In just two or three days, the gate of the Changshengzong Mountain has taken on a completely new look!
In the newly built meeting hall of the Zongmen, Wei Han, Lu Qingying, eight Yuanying stage masters, and high-level officials from various peaks sat together, all with relaxed and happy expressions on their faces.
"Lightness!" Grandmaster Mu Yuebai waved his hands, and said with a gentle face, "Tell me about the situation during the Great War, so that everyone here can understand."
"Yes!" Lu Qingying nodded, and introduced with ease: "In three days, the sect has basically resumed operation, and the inventory and rebuilding of various places have also gone smoothly! After the war, there are still 174 people in the Jindan stage and 260,000 disciples in the foundation stage. 4,521 people, 613,265 disciples in the Qi refining period!"
Everyone nodded subconsciously when they heard the words.
Although hundreds of thousands of people were lost in this beast tide, most of the dead were high-level elites from various peaks, as well as some handyman disciples with little potential.
Now the Changsheng sect seems to be seriously faulted!
But it only takes another three to five years. After the disciples have digested the benefits of this beast tide, all kinds of foundation building pills will spring up like mushrooms, enough to make the whole sect even stronger.
Even if you are willing to spend resources on training, it is not difficult to cultivate a few more Nascent Souls.
"This beast tide is a crisis for our sect, but also an opportunity." Mu Yuebai couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I hope this sect can develop steadily and low-key for a few years, so as to accumulate some foundation."
"Not bad!" Lu Qingying continued, "In addition, after the war, we collected a total of 17 corpses of fourth-tier monsters, 3,124 corpses of third-tier monsters, more than 1.47 million corpses of second-tier monsters, and nearly 1,000 corpses of first-tier monsters." Count and not much value."
"Now Wanxinghai is full of corpses of monsters. Now the price of monster materials is definitely not high. The total value should be around 20% to 30% of the previous ones. At most, they can be sold for 20 million high-grade spirit stones!"
"As for the storage rings, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons of the monks who died in battle in various peaks, they have all been collected and organized, and all of them have been stored in the treasure house of the sect. At the same time, the channel for exchanging meritorious deeds has been opened, allowing all disciples of the sect to exchange them at will!"
"Overall, we lost money in this battle, and it was a blood loss! But fortunately, we didn't go out to search after the war. It is said that 70% of the 3,000 islands under the rule of Zixiao Holy Land were breached in the beast tide, and 10% of the sects Declining in the battle after the war, and now fighting everywhere, it can be described as a human tragedy!"
When everyone heard the words, their faces were all ugly.
The Longevity Sect doesn't want to reason too much about the chaos outside.
But after killing so many monsters after the beast tide, it is hard for everyone to accept that they can only sell for 20 million high-grade spirit stones.
Although this amount is not a lot, it is still not enough to distribute it to the whole family.
The inner and outer disciples may be able to eat their brains full of fat, but the Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage are almost equivalent to nothing, and there is no benefit at all. It is no wonder that everyone's face is so ugly.
"There is no way around this!" Lu Qingying explained with a wry smile: "Too many monsters means that the materials for monsters are worthless. In the past, after the tide of beasts, the materials for monsters dropped to 10%. No one wants to give away monster materials for free, so we don't know if we can sell them for 20 million."
"Leave it to me!" Wei Han said in a timely manner: "I will buy all the corpses of monsters at the price of 100 million high-grade spirit stones, and these spirit stones will be delivered to the sect later."
"You? Wei Han, are you kidding me?"
"100 million? Seriously?"
Everyone gasped.
Obviously did not expect Wei Han to say such a thing.
100 million high-grade spirit stones may not be a big deal for an existence of the scale of Zixiao Holy Land, and it is only half a year's income from a fairy city. After all, they rule thousands of islands and dozens of large fairy cities, and the daily income is a lot. It's scary.
There are also quite a few mines and elixir gardens under the name of Quanzong, but the income from high-grade spirit stones is only 20 to 30 million in a year, and part of it has to be provided to Zixiao Holy Land, and the rest can be shared by the peaks.
After the first battle of the beast tide, each peak almost emptied all the private collections he brought from Danghun State, but Wei Han was able to throw out 100 million easily. Who can not be shocked?
"Brother, do you really want to take it?" Lu Qingying frowned slightly as if trying to persuade him to think again, she knew that Wei Han had this family background, after all, the income of millions of high-grade spirit stones every month for these years was not for bragging.
But 100 million is too much after all, and she couldn't help feeling distressed.
"No problem!" Wei Han smiled indifferently.
One hundred million is only one hundred million, which is indeed a lot for others.
But for him, it was just buying a batch of monster corpses at the market price.
As long as he accepts these corpses of monster beasts, he will get thousands of times the profit if he resells them. Maybe the sales of Babaozhai will be guaranteed in the next hundred years, right? Why not do it?
"Okay!" Lu Qingying nodded, turned her head and said to everyone: "Brother Wei has his own way to make money, and he can afford a hundred million. If he can't afford it, I, Babaozhai, can help fund it. That's how it is." Come down."
"Tsk tsk tsk, a hundred million high-grade spirit stones! When have we been so rich?"
"Okay, okay, it's my Changshengzong's blessing that Martial Nephew Wei is so rich, this time we are blessed by you!"
The elders of the peaks all burst into smiles when they heard the words!
With a profit of 100 million points, all the disciples of the sect can earn a lot of money, even those who are in the Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage can definitely get huge benefits.
Of course, we still have to continue to argue about how to divide them up!
These Wei Han are too lazy to participate, and Lu Qingying is responsible for coordinating everything.
"After talking about the happy event, let's talk about a bad thing now!" Wei Han frowned and changed the subject, and said seriously: "Masters, do you still remember our enemy?"
"Enemies? What enemies do we have?"
"Is my nephew joking? We are an outsider, and we have been keeping a low profile these years!"
"Yes, who can make enemies with us?"
Everyone was stunned.
Even Master Mu Yuebai frowned in confusion.
After all, the Changsheng sect was formerly the sects of Qingnan County in Danghun Prefecture. It has only been a few years since they migrated to Wanxinghai, and they have kept a low profile for many years. How could they form enemies?
"Could it be that someone else escaped from Qiantian Peak?" Mu Yuebai was surprised.
"No!" Lu Qingying sighed, and then said, "Masters, do you still remember the Fire Cloud Sect?"
"Fire Cloud Sect?"
Everyone gasped, and their eyebrows jumped wildly!
How can they not know the Fire Cloud Sect? After all, this Fire Cloud Island of their own was snatched from the Fire Cloud Sect back then. Only after entering the other party's mountain gate can the longevity sect be as grand as it is today.
Could it be that they are going to come back for revenge?
(end of this chapter)