It turns out someone was bearing the burden for me! I'm the one who's truly poor?
After listening to Deacon Wang's description of the outside situation, Lin Mo fell into a long silence.
Calculating carefully, not much time had actually passed since Liu Qingyu awakened the "Innate Sacred Demonic Dao Fetus."
Although Li Fan had given an extremely serious warning at the very beginning, saying that once such a Physique appeared, it would inevitably lead to a frantic struggle between the Holy Lands and the Demon Palace.
But... over these past few days, the Qingxuan Sect had remained calm and peaceful, and Liu Qingyu had stayed safe and sound.
This caused Lin Mo to subconsciously lower his guard a bit.
In his view, the Cangxuan Great Realm was vast and boundless; even if the Demon Palace's methods were heaven-reaching,
it would surely take some time to precisely locate and actually find Liu Qingyu among billions of living beings.
A buffer period of half a year or a year would be quite normal.
But now, he realized he was wrong!
And he was wrong by a mile!
Those lunatics of the Demon Race had actually discovered long ago that Liu Qingyu had descended upon Shengyang Prefecture!
For this reason, they didn't even bother with any probing or hesitation.
They directly dispatched terrifying existences at the Demon Saint level to launch a full-scale war affecting the entire prefecture, determined to seize her back!
"So... the reason I didn't feel any turbulence in the Canglin Domain wasn't because the times were peaceful..."
"But because someone was at the front, carrying the burden for me!"
Lin Mo's expression became somewhat complex, and a wave of lingering fear welled up in his heart.
If he hadn't stepped out of the secluded Canglin Domain this time.
If he hadn't happened to come to this well-informed Liuguang City.
Then he might not have known this earth-shattering news at all!
When the time came, once the defenses of the entire Shengyang Prefecture were truly broken by the Demon Race,
he, who was still in the Qingxuan Sect knowing nothing, might suddenly see several Demon Saints descending over his head one morning!
Then, those terrifying existences would snatch Liu Qingyu away in front of him as easily as crushing an ant,
and then casually grind him, the entire Qingxuan Sect, and even the entire Canglin Domain into dust!
That scene was definitely not something he wanted to see!
"Whew..."
"How fortunate! Truly fortunate!"
"Fortunately, the Yanyang Holy Land was holding the line for me before..."
"And I've already sent that girl Qingyu to Great Xia!"
"It's impossible for the Demon Race to find her again!"
Thinking that Liu Qingyu was now in the Blue Planet of another dimension, Lin Mo felt a wave of relief.
No matter how powerful the Demon Race was or how heaven-reaching the Demon Saints were, could they really cross the world barrier and hunt her down on the Blue Planet?
That was the truly absolute safe zone!
Therefore, that kind of tragedy where someone is snatched away before his eyes while he is powerless to stop it would never happen!
Just as Lin Mo's thoughts were churning and the expression on his Face fluctuated unpredictably.
Deacon Wang, who had been standing opposite him cautiously observing his Face, felt his heart skip a beat and grew anxious.
Why did this lord stop talking?
And why is his expression so terrible?
Could it be that he's angry because he heard me say the flying boats are suspended and he can't go to the Yanyang Holy Land?
This is a high-quality client who is suspected to be a great Sword Cultivator!
If I offend him like this, who knows how much commission I'll lose!
No, I must quickly salvage this!
At this thought, cold sweat broke out on Deacon Wang's forehead. He hurriedly bowed and apologized with a fearful tone:
"Guest... I am truly sorry!"
"It's not that our Wanyu Merchant Alliance isn't giving you Face, or that we're intentionally making excuses."
"The situation is truly exceptional. With the Demon Race army pressing in and the Holy Land sealing the Void Realm, we have no choice right now..."
Deacon Wang's voice, filled with helplessness and flattery, pulled Lin Mo back from his musings.
He glanced at the sweating Deacon Wang, composed himself, and waved his hand.
"No matter."
"This is a case of force majeure. I can understand; I don't blame you."
Hearing this, Deacon Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his back slightly.
"Since I can't go to the Holy Land and the flying boat is out of the question..."
"Then see if you can help me with another matter?"
Lin Mo shifted the topic and asked calmly.
"Please speak, Guest!"
Deacon Wang immediately patted his chest and guaranteed, "As long as it's within the capabilities of our Aurora Branch, I will certainly go all out and never refuse!"
Seeing Deacon Wang's solemn assurance, Lin Mo didn't say much.
With a flick of his wrist, he took out a pre-prepared list from his storage ring and handed it over.
It was precisely the list of Materials for forging the "strongest nation-settling divine artifact" that Old Man Jian had entrusted to him through Li Fan!
Since the road was now blocked and he couldn't go to the Yanyang Holy Land to "stock up,"
Lin Mo planned to settle for the next best thing and see if he could first gather these Materials at the Aurora Domain branch of the Wanyu Merchant Alliance.
After all, the Wanyu Merchant Alliance claimed to "connect ten thousand domains, possessing everything," so their foundation should be quite deep.
"Materials?"
Deacon Wang took the list with both hands, a confident smile on his Face.
"Guest, please rest assured. What our Wanyu Merchant Alliance lacks least is..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, his voice came to an abrupt halt like a duck being strangled after scanning the list for a few moments.
The confidence on his Face instantly froze, then turned into shock, and finally into deep difficulty.
"Hiss..."
"Nine Heavens Star Iron... Earth Core Divine Jade... Chaos Stone Mother..."
Deacon Wang sucked in a breath of cold air, his hands trembling slightly.
"Guest... what you want... are all priceless divine Materials!"
"What?"
Lin Mo frowned slightly, watching his reaction.
"Even your Wanyu Merchant Alliance doesn't have them?"
"No, no, no, Guest misunderstood..."
Deacon Wang hurriedly waved his hands and explained with a bitter smile:
"Since our Wanyu Merchant Alliance dares to claim to 'connect ten thousand domains,' we naturally have the confidence."
"The Materials you need, although extremely precious and even sufficient to serve as main Materials for refining Saint Weapons, belonging to the category of true rare treasures,"
"with our Alliance's strength, it's actually not too difficult to obtain them."
Hearing this, Lin Mo's expression softened slightly.
As long as they had them.
But immediately after, Deacon Wang's tone shifted again, becoming even more helpless.
"The problem is... Guest, this is only the Aurora Branch!"
"How could divine Materials of this level be stored in the warehouse of a border branch like ours?"
"These things are all in the treasure vault of the Alliance Headquarters!"
"Normally, if you needed them, we could apply to the headquarters to transfer the goods and send them over via the cross-domain teleportation array."
"But now..."
Deacon Wang pointed outside with a bitter Face.
"In times of war, flying boats are suspended, space is locked, and even the cross-domain teleportation arrays are temporarily closed to prevent infiltration by the Demon Race."
"The goods from the headquarters can't be transferred here for the time being!"
"Even if we want to do this business with you, we are powerless..."
After hearing the explanation, Lin Mo understood instantly.
It was still the same old problem—logistics were cut off!
The Wanyu Merchant Alliance was indeed impressive and had plenty of stock, but during this special period, the delivery couldn't be sent out!
This was quite awkward.
"Fine then."
Lin Mo sighed, knowing there was nothing to be done about it.
But he didn't immediately take back the list. Instead, after a moment of deliberation, he asked casually:
"Since you can't ship the goods now, can you first calculate it for me?"
"If I were to buy this batch of Materials, roughly how many Spirit Stones would I need?"
He wanted to get a sense of things first to see if his net worth was actually enough.
After all, he now held the entire family fortune given by Sikong Yang, plus the windfall from the Black Fiend Sect's treasure vault.
There were also the twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones brought by Liu Fang, and another twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones gifted to him by Ji Xuan when he took Ji Lingxue away.
All of these added up to an absolute fortune!
Although he didn't expect to be able to buy all the Materials with this... if it was just a portion, it should be more than enough, right?
"An estimate? No problem!"
Deacon Wang breathed a sigh of relief; as long as he wasn't being forced to provide the goods right now, it was fine.
"Guest, please wait a moment. The prices of these divine Materials fluctuate greatly. Allow me to list a detailed quote for you to estimate."
After saying that, he hurried away to the back to check the latest price list.
Lin Mo wasn't in a hurry. He sat in the hall drinking spiritual tea, waiting leisurely.
About fifteen minutes passed.
Deacon Wang walked back quickly, holding a list covered in numbers.
"Guest... it's calculated."
He handed the list to Lin Mo, his voice kept somewhat low.
"This is the current internal reference price of the Alliance. If you include the shipping costs, it might rise slightly, but it's roughly this amount."
Lin Mo put down his teacup and casually took the list.
However.
When his gaze fell on the very bottom of the list, on that total sum figure.
"Pfft—!"
The mouthful of spiritual tea he had just taken almost sprayed out directly!
His eyes widened, staring fixedly at that number, his eyeballs almost falling out.
There, written in a line of shocking large characters, was:
[Total: Eighty million... High-Grade Spirit Stones!]
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