At Sword Forging Manor, Ning Zheng had paid no attention to the storms raging outside these past few days. He had been living in leisurely seclusion, silently counting that day's currency, and gradually revealing a faint smile.
In three days, he had earned 33 million.
Current Luck Value: 86.01 million
He enjoyed the solid feeling of each number ticking upward. This was the most simple and genuine happiness.
Was someone who didn't feel happy looking at their wallet even human?
If looking at their wallet made them unhappy, then they definitely had no money in it.
These past few days, he had entered a period of rapid development. Almost every day brought a change, and he indulged in the thrill of watching his values grow.
This thing was practically equivalent to his entire fortune, his life, his future potential, and his Cultivation Level.
And.
These past few days, Ning Zheng had decisively abandoned the quality of the Golden Mud—the Golden Mud version update—and increased its quantity instead.
He was preparing to build a second 50-million-capacity warehouse on the other side!
Expand it. He absolutely had to expand it!
Once the second warehouse was built, its theoretical income could directly reach 22 million per day.
As for the price, Ning Zheng had also researched it thoroughly.
Manufacturing and teleporting an oversized Golden Mud statue—a low-quality version of the Bronze Emperor, possessing only the single ability to absorb Luck Value—would cost a mere 50 million Luck Value!
"After sending it over, it'll pay itself back in a few days. That's way too satisfying."
Ning Zheng had never seen such a hugely profitable business!
He had already become obsessed with cross-world commerce. Grave robbing within the world? He couldn't be bothered with it.
Scheming against Xin Xichen and the others, or