That day, a group of people appeared in Ye Xiwen's small courtyard.
The one leading them was none other than Elder Chen, whom he had not seen for quite some years.
Over the years, Elder Chen's career within the Heavenly Commerce Alliance had been smooth sailing, especially the deal he had struck with Ye Xiwen more than twenty years ago. It had become the shining highlight of his record.
A transaction involving a second-tier dragon vein—what kind of concept was that? If all went well, it could even create a Super Sect out of thin air.
Even Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Commerce Alliance at the Emperor level might never close such a massive deal in their entire lives. Emperor corpses were not cabbages by the roadside, available whenever one looked.
Even given the Heavenly Commerce Alliance's wealth and resources, it was perfectly normal for them to go thousands of years without acquiring the corpse of an Imperial-level being, let alone obtain the corpses of several Emperors at once.
That could only happen if war broke out between the Creation God Dynasty and the Foreign Realm, two great camps. But if it truly came to that, countless factions would also join the scramble.
Those Super Sects would not allow the powerful figures within their sects to fall into others' hands, not even as corpses.
For that very reason, Elder Chen's standing within the Heavenly Commerce Alliance had soared after completing that deal. For an elder of the Tianxing City branch, he could be considered to have caught the tide of fortune.
Yet even so, given his status, he still had to lead the way at the front without the slightest trace of arrogance. Of course, before Ye Xiwen, he did not dare put on any airs either.
Others might not