63: The Century Short Squeeze, Killing Gods to Prove the Way

Su Qing's palm gently pressed against the dim moonstone.

Taiyin Spiritual Power flowed, silently permeating the stone's core.

Buzz—!

Deep underground, a dull hum sounded, shaking dust down.

An ancient entity, asleep for ten thousand years, had awakened.

The ground beneath her feet began to tremble violently, and the broken walls of the temple ruins collapsed with a crash.

The ancient teleportation array, covered in cobwebs, with its countless mysterious runes, began to awaken one by one.

The light was initially faint, like fireflies in the night.

In an instant, points of light connected into threads, and threads wove into a network.

A complex array composed of pure light unfurled beneath Su Qing's feet and shot skyward!

The white light surged, engulfing all vision.

When Su Qing opened her eyes again, the sandstorms and dryness of the Eastern Continent were gone.

A completely different Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi assailed her, wild and barren.

The sky was a strange dark red.

The earth was cracked, with no grass growing.

Jagged black rock mountains stood like silent giants across the boundless wilderness.

This was Western Desolate State.

A Cultivation region that, in the Eastern Continent Cultivator's texts, was only worthy of a few words: “barren land of exile.”

However, amidst those black rock mountains and cracked earth, a dark red gravel glittered with an eerie luster under the sunlight.

It was everywhere, unnoticed.

blood crystal sand.

This was precisely what the Eastern Continent Artifact Refining world had yearned for.

Even a small amount could fetch a sky-high price as a top-grade Materials... Qingyun Sect, Lu Yuan's Immortal Cave.

On the light screen before him, the K-line for the “Qingyun Sect Wins” contract was a rigid horizontal line.

It clung to the bottom axis of value, motionless, representing the complete death of market confidence.

At this moment, in a corner of the light screen, a green light spot representing Su Qing suddenly flickered.

That was the agreed-upon signal.

In Lu Yuan's calm, unruffled eyes, ripples finally spread.

He did not hesitate, his Divine Thought moving slightly.

An encrypted message was instantly sent through Wanbao Tower's special channel.

The next moment.

In the Eastern Continent Cultivation world, all Cultivators, merchant associations, and Sects holding Wanbao Tower's highest-Ranked VIP tokens received an official announcement from Wanbao Tower's headquarters almost simultaneously.

The content of the announcement was damning to the core.

“The Qingyun Sect has discovered and exclusively controls an ancient teleportation array trade route leading to Western Desolate State.”

“Effective immediately, the Qingyun Sect will, through this Tower, exclusively auction the annual priority purchase rights for Western Desolate State's special product, 'blood crystal sand.' The highest bidder wins.”

As soon as the news broke, the entire Cultivation world fell silent for a moment.

Then, it erupted into complete madness, like a volcanic eruption!

Within a top-Ranked Artifact Refining Sect, an Old Ancestor who was in seclusion, attempting to break through the Artifact Refining Grandmaster Bottleneck, directly smashed open his secret chamber door with a hammer, roaring with bloodshot eyes, “Spare no expense! Secure the priority purchase rights!”

The presidents of various large merchant associations almost simultaneously crushed the Jade Slips in their hands, issuing the same command.

Countless Sects and Families whose primary industry was Artifact Refining went completely insane.

This meant a monopoly.

It meant that whoever could obtain blood crystal sand would be able to Dominator the entire Eastern Continent's Magic Treasure market for the next hundred years!

For a time, countless resources, Heaven And Earth Treasure, and Spirit Stones, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, surged madly towards the name that everyone had previously despised and abandoned.

Qingyun Sect.

Inside Lu Yuan's Immortal Cave, the dead K-line chart finally moved.

That stagnant horizontal line moved.

It lifted its head defiantly at an angle that defied all Cultivation common sense.

That was not a climb.

That was a golden pillar of light, rising from the ground.

Straight, steep, it pierced the sky at an almost ninety-degree angle!

All the investors who had previously sold off contracts due to panic now stared at this scene, dumbfounded, their Dao Heart trembling, their intestines twisted with regret.

Those forces that had heavily shorted “Qingyun Sect Wins” watched helplessly as the numbers in their accounts went from huge profits to zero, and then to an unfathomable, blood-red negative number.

“It exploded!”

“All positions liquidated!”

“A short squeeze! It's a short squeeze! A financial massacre targeting all short sellers!”

Wails echoed, one after another, from every corner of the Cultivation world.

Purple Gold Wang Family.

The wild laughter had not yet faded from Wang Teng's face.

A steward stumbled into the main hall, his voice completely distorted by extreme fear.

“Family Head! This is bad! Wanbao Tower... Wanbao Tower has issued a decree for forced liquidation!”

“All... all of our margin, it's... it's all gone!”

Wang Teng's smile froze on his face.

He snatched the Jade Slip engraved with Wanbao Tower's mark, his Divine Sense forcefully probing it.

That line of cold text, devoid of any emotion, was more piercing to the Dao Heart than the sharpest Flying Sword.

They exploded in his Sea of Consciousness.

【Due to severe fluctuations in contract value, your margin is insufficient, and the System has executed forced liquidation.】

【You have been liquidated.】

Wang Teng's body trembled violently.

He remembered Lu Yuan's infuriatingly calm face.

He remembered that understated phrase, “value investment.”

A scam.

From the very beginning, this was a massive scam targeting the whole world!

All of them had been played like puppets by that seemingly ordinary young man.

“Pfft—”

He could no longer suppress a mouthful of congested blood.

Hot blood gushed out, staining the luxurious table in front of him.

Wang Teng's vision went black, and he fell straight backward.