"Ten thousand packets of Demon-Repelling Powder sold out in one night?"
Listening to the steward's report, Song Youfu raised his brows slightly, finding it somewhat hard to believe.
Although the Demon-Repelling Powder was priced at only one Low-Grade Spirit Stone, that was still one hundred thousand in a single night. Even with the Song Clan's current scale, all its revenues added together for an entire day were only about this number.
Moreover, this was practically pure profit, because most of this Demon-Repelling Powder had been refined by the Myriad Manifestations Palace. The two families split the proceeds by ratio and sold in separate regions. Aside from Song Changsheng's fifth-rank Merfolk Tear, it was almost a business without capital.
"The teleportation channels were closed in time, and the islands are also extremely scattered, so the East Sea has not been greatly affected by the Demonic Calamity. But this Demonic Calamity has caused an uproar, and no one dares to joke around with their own life.
"We have the Myriad Manifestations Palace backing us, and the price is so low. Spending one spirit stone to buy peace of mind is worth it. We say it was one night, but in truth, the moment the news was released, it sold out. Demand exceeded supply.
"Just yesterday alone, the Alliance sold at least one million packets of Demon-Repelling Powder across various places. Once we use the Wanlong Merchant Association's channels to spread it out over the next two days, there will only be more." The steward reported unhurriedly.
Song Youfu stroked his smooth chin, his eyes flashing with shrewd light as he muttered to himself, "One million a day. As expected, war money still comes in fast."
Hearing this, the steward was immediately caught between laughter and tears. "How is this war money? If