Moreover, most of Great Yong's resources were actually controlled by aristocratic families, sects, powerful clans, and gangs. The common people at the bottom, small landowners, and minor gentry possessed pitifully little wealth and resources; even if they were robbed, there was no guarantee of much gain.
Many small factions were even affiliated with larger powers. If you provoked one, perhaps someone stronger would emerge to take revenge and hunt you down. In short, the chances of making a fortune through crooked means were slim.
This was also due to the current social environment. If this were a chaotic age like the late Ming, the Demonic Path might have had more methods and channels for amassing wealth. Unfortunately, this was not the late Ming.
Returning to the matter at hand, Zheng Que, Su Can, and Niu Dali were all startled upon hearing Meng Zhao's words.
The amount of Sapphire Wine Meng Zhao wanted was not only enormous, but he also wanted a long-term supply. This was not something ordinary financial resources could sustain. Not to mention ordinary Rogue Cultivators—even direct descendants of orthodox Demonic Sect lineages would not dare to spend so extravagantly.
The fact that Demon Venerable Hall was currently running a fiscal deficit and needed to borrow Meng Zhao's fleet to dump its goods for silver to support its disciples showed that such a grand gesture was not something an ordinary person could manage.
Niu Dali widened his eyes and asked skeptically,
"Brother, aren't you talking a bit too big? Sapphire is such expensive wine—we can drink it now and then, sure, but do you plan to drink it like water? Don't slap your face swollen just to pretend you're fat!"
That was why he was the sort who looked rough but was meticulous within. His words sounded blunt