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I was quite curious too. Unlike the Divine Court, the Netherworld had no free trade. The Divine Court alone had dozens of market interfaces in the Central Court. I had no idea whether the country was rich or poor, but at least certain high officials—like Prince Wang of the Office of Personnel—were rolling in wealth. It was indeed a prosperous place.
Because of the Blood Sea invasion, however, true immortal energy resources were extremely scarce in the Netherworld. The Netherworld's collapse had destroyed countless living beings and interfaces in the calamity. Trade had also collapsed along with the currency system, causing the value of every resource apart from immortal-energy disks to plummet. Some materials that were worth one or two years' worth of second-grade immortal-energy disks in the Divine Court could not even be exchanged for a year's worth of ninth-grade true immortal energy here.
Flying along the way, I saw countless piles of forging materials that I had once seen in the Divine Court's markets, all marked at sky-high prices. They were heaped across the mountains and plains, and some had even grown the unique green moss of Mount Tuming after being exposed to sun and rain.
Little Immortal Si had kept her eyes shining the whole way. That was because her artisan instincts were quivering with excitement. How could she not be thrilled at seeing such superb materials scattered all over the ground?
The territories occupied by the Eight Great Ghost Emperors were all vast beyond measure. With broad lands and sparse populations, resources seemed far less important, so there were countless military, livestock, and other survival industries. Mining and material extraction, however, were exceedingly rare. Of course, that was not to say Dao Artifacts were useless. In an age when war could erupt at any moment,