Immortality Starts From Making Money.
Chapter 103: Strength is King.

Chapter 103: Strength is King.

Just like any other day, the black market was bustling with activities, with people selling their spoils of the day.

However, the Thousand Wealth Chamber stood different. After three days, it had gained many people’s attention.

Perhaps, due to curiosity or whatnot.

Today, a stream of people entered the Thousand Wealth Chamber, and every time they came out,

They wore a look of disbelief, and they hastily left the market.

At first, no one noticed the strange scene, but as the number of people increased, it caught the attention of most people in the black market.

"Do you know what is going on in that store?"

"How would I know? But I guess it must be something good. If not, those people won’t have such expressions."

"Should we check it out?"

This type of conversation spread throughout the market. Some of the store owners were curious, and they sent their men to check things out.

After a couple of minutes, a strange rumor spread throughout the market.

Even though this was a black market, and privacy was the key,

However, the Thousand Wealth Chamber did not seem to care about their identity and product being exposed.

The news quickly spread like wildfire.

"Really! An artifact that shines like a moon!"

"Apart from that, I visited the room of the No-Heat Stove."

"No-Heat Stove! What was that?"

"You can cook with it without worrying about its heat. It only consumes one Spirit Stone to work. In addition, cooking on it is extremely fast."

"What! I need to get my hands on the No-Heat Stove. My wife has been complaining about smoke from the firewood."

While many were shocked by the powerful artifact sold by the Thousand Wealth Chamber, many with evil thoughts could not help but look at the chamber greedily.

Some did not even hide their nefarious thoughts, licking their lips while calling for their men.

As long as they get their hands on those powerful artifacts, they would be rich for life.

Just as the news was spreading with various thoughts, a group of men sauntered into the black market with an unfriendly gaze.

They were armed, gripping their weapons, with their bodies filled with killing intent.

At the lead was a middle-aged man. He was Boss Kun. Looking at Boss Kun, the various store owners in the black market wore a solemn expression.

It was an open secret that the black market was controlled by Boss Kun and his gang.

Not only that, half of the businesses in the Western District were under his control.

As he walked confidently toward the Thousand Wealth Chamber, everyone wore a look of shock and anticipation.

Why would Boss Kun come to the new store? They all wondered.

The previously bustling market was now quiet like a graveyard.

Bang! Bang!

Arriving before the Thousand Wealth Chamber, one of Boss Kun’s men banged the entrance door twice.

Everyone held their breath as they watched the scene with anticipation.

After waiting for a moment, no one came out of the chamber. Seeing this, Boss Kun frowned and looked at the young man.

Receiving the signal, the young man banged the entrance door once again. This time, he shouted,

"Come out now, or we will destroy your store."

Silence!

Will the owner come out or not?

Many believed the owner would surely come up to appease Boss Kun. But to their dismay, no one came out after a minute.

A deep frown appeared on Boss Kun’s face, and he commanded one of his deputies to enter the store.

He was a Core Refining Realm Stage-3 warrior.

With the Core Refining warrior, everyone believed things were getting serious.

When the man entered the store, he saw the middle-aged woman behind the small counter looking at him.

Just as he prepared to speak, she pointed to the rules.

Hmm!

He was confused and raised his head to look at the small sign at the corner. When he read the rules, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"Come out now. Your store has gone against the rules of the market," he shouted with a look of disdain.

Who cares about your rules? Everything you have will soon belong to us anyway.

He thought with a smug expression.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled out of the blue and a middle-aged man appeared. Before he reacted, a powerful fist slammed onto his face.

Ahhhhhh!

A soul-rending wail escaped from his mouth as he was sent flying out of the chamber.

Outside, a crowd had already gathered as they waited patiently. It had been a long time since they witnessed such a show in the black market.

Just then, a miserable howl came from the store, and a body came crashing out of the store.

Bang!

The deputy crashed heavily to the cold, hard ground, and a mouthful of blood escaped from his mouth.

His face was disfigured, flesh mangled into a bloody grotesque.

He whimpered for a moment before he lay still.

Dead!

Instantly, a deafening silence permeated the air as everyone looked at the dead body in the middle of the road.

’Huh!’

"He’s dead!" An old voice broke the deafening silence.

Boss Kun’s expression turned unsightly. He did not expect the response from the store would be this ruthless.

’How could this be? Did they have a powerful cultivator among them?’

From his investigation, the chamber did not have any high cultivators among them. At most, Early Core Refining Realm Stage-3.

But could an Early Core Refining Realm Stage-3 do that?

His heart wavered. Even a fool could realize the store or whatever it was, was not as simple as he thought.

With the death of his deputy, he would have retreated and tried to find out the real strength of his opponent.

But now, it was impossible. With the crowd looking at him, retreat was not an option.

"Anyone that dares kill in the market is an enemy," he shouted. "Today, we shall destroy you and maintain the safety of everyone."

Even though everyone knew he was spouting nonsense, they did not speak as they watched the scene.

"Kill!"

His men shouted, unsheathing their weapons and attacking the store.

Boom!

Instantly, the protective formation around the store came to life, defending the store from the attack.

Seeing the defensive formation, everyone in the market was stunned. Who would be so wealthy to set up such a large formation for a mere black market store?

Boss Kun was equally surprised. However, a sharp glint flashed through his eyes.

With such a formation, he believed those inside were scared and were weak.

"Destroy the formation!" he shouted.

"Humph!"

Just then, a cold snort echoed in the air, and a powerful palm strike descended from the sky.

"Oh my..."

"The store has a powerful expert!"

Everyone’s expression changed. With such an expert, how could a mere Intermediate Core Refining warrior dare to attack the store?

Boss Kun and his men wore an unsightly expression. Things had gone from bad to worse, and their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

’How could this be?!’

He did not have to dwell on such thoughts as he tried to defend against the incoming palm strike.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and powerful shockwaves spread everywhere.

Ahhhh! Ahhhh!

Immediately, various miserable wails permeated the air. Boss Kun was covered in blood. His hair disheveled, blood gushing out from his mouth.

His ribs were fractured, and his right arm twisted at an impossible angle like a dead branch.

Fear marred his face as he struggled to get up on his feet. He looked at the Thousand Wealth Chamber in horror.

Without hesitating, he escaped with every ounce of strength he could muster.

As for his men, he did not care. Right now, he wanted to escape as far as possible from the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

He knew he had kicked a steel wall.

"I need to report to the clan," he muttered as he escaped from the black market.

For the crowd, they were stupefied for a moment. Slowly, they dispersed without uttering a word.

Strength is king.

With such a display of strength, who dares talk bad about the Thousand Wealth Chamber?

Boss Kun and his men came to intimidate the store, but now, they were slapped to death, and he alone managed to escape.

Now, everyone knew the Thousand Wealth Chamber was not simple. Since they dared show their name, they had the strength to back it up.

After a few minutes, the black market resumed its usual bustling activities while everyone chose not to talk about the scene again.

As for the dead and injured men, they had been dragged away by an unknown group. Their fate was unknown.

When Madam Qing arrived at the Thousand Wealth Chamber, she creased her nose, sensing the thick stench of blood in the air.

’What happened?’ she thought, but decided not to look into it.

She was here for the No-Heat and did not care about anything.

....

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Mo Clan.

Inside a courtyard, a young man was practicing his fist technique when a middle-aged man rushed inside the courtyard.

"Young Master, there is news!"

"Hmm?" The Young Master stopped his training and looked at the middle-aged man.

Quickly, the man narrated what happened at the black market and also the source of the Qing Clan’s artifact.

"So, the black market is selling such a rare artifact..." the Young Master mused, and a cold smile crept up his lips.

"With such a rare artifact, how could they hope to keep everything to themselves?" A sharp glint appeared on his face.

"Without the permission from my clan, how could they sell such rare artifacts?"

"Gather the men. Tomorrow, we’re paying them a visit."

While the Mo Clan were planning to visit the Thousand Wealth Chamber, other clans in the cities had heard of the news.

Thus, the Thousand Wealth Chamber appeared in the conversation of almost every clan in the city.

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