Heavenly Craft

Thus, several years passed.

"It's up—it's up again!"

"Why has it gone up again?"

"These damned gambling dogs!"

Inside the Tongtian Tower, in the districts on every floor, long queues still stretched before the various Myriad Treasures Pavilion storefronts. Some gnashed their teeth, some regretted bitterly, and some had bloodshot eyes—a panorama of life's many faces and the world's fickle warmth and coldness.

Several years ago, the panic-driven bank run had caused the value of Myriad Dao Points to collapse overnight, leaving untold numbers of lords with nothing left.

But unexpectedly, in the years following that panic run, the Myriad Dao Points market had not completely crashed as anticipated.

Although the price had fallen drastically from before—plummeting from the mountaintop to the valley floor—Myriad Treasures Pavilion had not shut its doors. Instead, it continued operating, listing batches of goods at intervals and causing Myriad Dao Points to rebound.

Though at such times the major factions would act, continuing to dump Myriad Dao Points while snapping up Myriad Treasures Pavilion's goods, forcing that upward momentum back down, they could only suppress it—they could not crush it completely.

Thus, after several years, Myriad Dao Points, which had fallen into the valley, began to rebound bit by bit, while the suppression by the major factions grew increasingly feeble.

Because the Myriad Dao Points in their hands were already nearly depleted. A few utterly deranged factions, such as the Tongtian Immortal Palace, could even only buy them back before selling them off again, using this to suppress the rising trend.

It sounded somewhat contradictory, but it was not difficult to understand. Buying back and then selling off again would cause losses to themselves and profits for Myriad Treasures Pavilion, but at critical moments, it could regulate the market and strike at people's confidence, making