Immortality Starts From Making Money.
Chapter 137: Baring Their Fangs.

Chapter 137: Baring Their Fangs.

With the Jade River Exchange leading the charge, the rising undercurrent grew stronger with each passing day.

The Artifact Refining Hall did not hesitate to join in. They claimed the Thousand Wealth Chamber was hoarding knowledge that was meant for humanity.

Therefore, they would retrieve the lost knowledge and share it with everyone.

Everyone knew this was nonsense, but they understood the logic. Everyone needs a moral reason to attack the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

Apart from the Artifact Refining Hall, the Runic Inscription Hall also joined in. This was a rare chance for them to gain access to knowledge beyond their time.

How could they miss it?

As for the other hall or guild, none of them joined the alliance. They had nothing to gain if they were to attack the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

Although the other halls did not join the alliance, smaller and mid-sized merchants and clans joined the alliance.

With all the big guys joining the alliance and leading the charge, they had nothing to fear.

Quickly, the invitation reached the top five powerful clans in the city. Even though the other forces were more powerful than the top five clans,

their influence in the city was greater. Thus, they needed them onboard for everything to go smoothly.

After throwing a few mouth-watering rewards, the Gao clan, the Ma clan, and Cia joined the alliance.

Unknown to the Jade River Exchange, these three clans had already planned on how to sabotage the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

Such massive wealth—how could they control their greed?

But with the Jade River Exchange extending the olive branch to them, they did not hesitate to take it, even gaining additional rewards.

As for the He clan and Dong clan, they chose to remain neutral. To them, for such a force to sell such a powerful artifact, they must have sufficient force to back them up.

Therefore, they refrained from stepping into the puddle water.

With the three top clans colluding with them, the alliance’s courage increased.

Before attacking the Thousand Wealth Chamber, they first tarnished their image.

Quickly, various rumors spread throughout the capital like wildfire.

"Is it true that the Thousand Wealth Chamber is backed by an Evil Sect?"

"Yes, I confirmed it from the Jade River Exchange."

"What! How could they allow such an evil chamber to exist in the capital?"

"I knew it! What legendary artifacts? It was all a ruse. They must have used the human body to refine their artifacts."

In restaurants and taverns, it became a hot topic among the citizens. To make it poetic and dramatic, the alliance did not hold back and employed many famous storytellers.

On the street, old storytellers would sit on their podiums with a crowd around them, narrating all the evil deeds of the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

In a matter of days, the Thousand Wealth Chamber became the most hated chamber in the capital.

When the news of the Legendary Artifact was released, crowds gathered in front of the Thousand Wealth Chamber, hoping to catch a glance of hidden artifacts.

Now, it was desolate.

Peddlers and hawkers even refused to walk in front of the chamber. Even beggars ignored the area around the Thousand Wealth Chamber like a plague.

At the Golden Pavilion, a group gathered, demanding in a loud voice for the Golden Pavilion to destroy the evil artifacts.

Their loud voices garnered everyone’s attention passing on the street.

Standing on the highest floor, the Pavilion Master watched the crowd with a knowing smile.

"My Lord are you not going to respond to them?" his assistant said with a grievous expression.

They were soiling the prestige of their pavilion—how could they allow this?

"Let them continue. Let’s see who has the last laugh," the Pavilion Master responded.

He was unbothered by their useless morale game. If he really cared about morality, he wouldn’t have established a merchant pavilion.

As a businessman, all he cared about was profit. As long as it would benefit him, he wouldn’t mind doing evil deeds.

Thus, this had little to no effect on him.

"How’s the Thousand Wealth Chamber reacting to this?"

"They did nothing. I’m quite confused."

"Interesting..."

At the Broken Moon Consortium, the Young Miss sat on her couch, reading the latest intelligence.

"How would they react to this?" she mused. "Would they fall under the pressure or fall to the sword?"

The morale pressure was just the first phase. It was only a matter of time before they drew their sword and showed their true motive.

Which was known to all.

Inside the Governor’s mansion, the butler was reporting the latest news to him.

"Haha! Those greedy fellows can’t hold back any longer," the Governor laughed, unbothered by their schemes.

This was how the capital had stood for many years.

Only the strong survive.

Now, he was waiting to see how the Thousand Wealth Chamber would handle everything.

"My Lord, what should we do?" the old butler asked.

"We do nothing. Tell the guards not to meddle with them. The capital has been too peaceful in recent years. Perhaps..."

The Governor did not complete his statement, but his meaning was clear.

While the capital was rising in tension, ten kilometers from the capital, a simple tent was made beside a small river.

The gentle breeze of the river soothed the skin, adding comfort and peace. Frequently, the sight of fish leaping out through the river could be seen.

Inside the tent, three people sat facing a young man. These three were the sect masters of the three top sects, and before them was Mo Jian.

"Young man, why did you invite us?" the Nine Mountain Sect Master said impatiently.

Mo Jian did not respond immediately. He took a sip from his tea. "Why do you all seem tense? Please take a sip from your tea. It will soothe your nerves."

The three sect masters did not respond, but inwardly they couldn’t wait to taste the tea.

Each of them knew the value of Mo Jian’s spirit tea. But they were all trying to keep their image as Golden Core Experts.

Tsk!

The Frost Moon Sect Master could not hold back any longer and took her cup to take a sip.

Seeing this, the two other sect masters did not hesitate to take a sip.

"This is much better than the one you gave us during the auction," the Wind Spirit Sect Master said.

"Indeed, this is a higher grade exclusive only to me," Mo Jian replied.

"So, what do you need from us?" the Wind Spirit Master asked.

"Partnership," Mo Jian responded.