You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 112: Fight! Fight! Fight!

Nalan Yumo raised his eyebrows and took the storage ring from Liu Yuntian's hand suspiciously. He felt it and found that there was a large amount of low-quality salt stored in it.

"The number of mortals is hundreds of times that of immortals!" Liu Yuntian's voice was like a devil tempting Nalan Yumo.

"Just think about it. After you sell the salt to mortals for silver, you can still exchange it for spirit stones from me. This amount of resources... is no worse than doing business with cultivators!"

"In exchange for spirit stones?" Nalan Yumo muttered.

Then he looked at Liu Yuntian with some doubt, "What do you need so much silver for?"

After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively, "You want to control all the mortals in Qiyang Continent?!"

But the next moment he denied himself, "No, no, no, what's the point of controlling mortals? Can mortals be more valuable than monks?"

Seeing Nalan Yumo trapped in a mystery, Liu Yuntian sneered in his heart, but still looked at him with a smile.

What's the use of mortals?

That would be very useful!

Human potential is endless. It can be said that humans represent all possibilities, and monks also started from humans.

With such a huge number of people, everything is possible as long as you control them!

Liu Yuntian knew very well how a mysterious oriental country on the Blue Star in his previous life used over one billion people to transform itself from a feudal dynasty that was hated by everyone into a technological power that could dominate the world within a hundred years.

Just paint a picture of a bright future and give them a goal, like a house.

Then they will flock to it.

Although they only receive a meager salary that is just enough to fill their stomachs, the value they create is far more than that. They do not delve into how much they have paid, they only know that the fragments of their house are being put together bit by bit.

Life is getting better...and that's enough.

If the house is replaced with the current Xiuxian...

After this group of good-for-nothing mortals see the benefits of cultivating immortals, they will unleash unlimited potential and create countless wealth!

Just let them walk on the path of cultivating immortals, and then they will work harder and harder!

More and more...harder!!!

If you don't work hard, you will eventually fall behind...

What kind of wealth will such a huge group of people bring... This group of people who only know how to cultivate immortality simply cannot understand it.

Mortals never need the support of resources. They will grow on their own, and while bringing in wealth, they will also find ways to make themselves stronger.

The rise of the Immortal Dynasty was never the result of the accumulation of resources...but was created by the explosive potential of the mortals at the bottom!

Thinking of this, Liu Yuntian took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement, and showed a bright smile: "What do you think, Saint Nalan? Inferior salt = silver = spirit stone!" His eyes sparkled with anticipation and excitement.

Nalan Yumo took a deep breath, her eyes firm and decisive.

She knew that this was a rare opportunity, and if she missed it, she might never have such an opportunity again.

So, she answered without hesitation: "I sell it!"

After saying that, she put away all the storage rings, stood up and walked out the door.

When she reached the door, Nalan Yumo stopped, turned around, looked at Liu Yuntian with a firm gaze, and said, "Mortal salt can only be sold by me, you can't give it to others." Her tone was serious and firm, and there was no room for doubt.

Liu Yuntian smiled and nodded, indicating his agreement: "Of course. I, Liu Yuntian, always keep my word."

There was a hint of cunning in his smile, but more of it was confidence and determination.

Hearing this, Nalan Yumo immediately felt relieved.

She believed in Liu Yuntian's promise and also believed in her own choice.

She turned and left, her figure gradually disappearing in the distance.

Liu Yuntian stood quietly in the room for a long time.

His face was filled with a satisfied smile, his eyes sparkled with wisdom, and he seemed to be thinking about something, or planning something.

Suddenly, Liu Yuntian let out a low laugh: "Hehe..." Then, his laughter became louder and louder, and turned into a hearty laugh: "Hahaha..."

Qi Xing was standing outside the door and couldn't help frowning when he heard the voice.

He noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Liu Yuntian, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

But he did not rush in rashly, and stood outside the door, feeling a little at a loss.

After hesitating again and again, he gave up the idea of ​​entering the house and stood silently outside the door, continuing to wait for Liu Yuntian's orders.

"All the mortals in Qiyang Continent... all the wealth is gathered in the Northern Frontier. Come if you want it. Daliang is a treasure house! The era of picking up money everywhere is coming..."

"Come on... As long as you work hard in Daliang, you can get spiritual stones, silver, power, beauties, whatever you want! As long as... you are willing to work hard!"

"Come to Daliang!!!"

Liu Yuntian's voice was so loud that the entire Li Kingdom Palace could hear Liu Yuntian's shouts.

After the laughter, Liu Yuntian calmed down.

He walked back to the dragon throne and sat down gracefully, with a hint of cunning and complacency in his eyes.

"Salt? Sugar?" he murmured softly, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

Then he sneered, as if mocking all this.

"Go ahead and play with it. Use my salt to start a fight for the title of Saint. Fight to your heart's content! It will hurt both sides, and we will face external and internal troubles. It will be a fight that is in jeopardy!"

His words revealed a mentality of watching a show, and he seemed not to care about the consequences of these disputes.

He just sat quietly on the dragon throne, watching all this, secretly thinking about his own plan in his mind.

"Six Holy Lords..."

"I am far away in the northern border and I know nothing about this!"

"I live in a corner and don't care about worldly affairs."

"I am deaf and cannot hear any sound from the outside world;"

"I am blind and cannot see the situation in the world;"

"I just provide salt and sugar..."

"What crime have I committed?"

...

At the same time, in the Yangxin Palace of the Li Kingdom Palace.

"Come to Daliang..."

Ye Zhiruo couldn't help but shudder when she heard the voice coming from outside. She was very familiar with this voice. To make Liu Yuntian so excited, he must be planning something big that would shake up the world.

But she was not in the mood to pay attention to this now, and just sat on the edge of the bed with a sad face.

Lying on the bed was a young man wrapped in bandages. He was her only blood relative, her only son.

"mother......"