"Amitabha!"
After receiving the news, Master San Nong pressed his palms together and mourned for two and a half minutes.
He had thought that after the First Emperor plundered the wealth accumulated over tens of thousands of years in the South Region, he would call it quits. He never imagined this was only the beginning. Not only was he going to drive Long Aotian into a corner, he was also going to use him as a pawn.
"His Majesty's scheme is brilliant!"
Mu Xiu couldn't help exclaiming, "By then, not only will the God of War Hall be short on funds, but Lingxiao Palace and the Immortal Alliance will be too. And with all those Rogue Cultivators trapped in their investments, I can't even imagine what kind of turmoil will rock the Immortal Realm next."
"War's about to break out!!"
The moment Tan Li heard there would be turmoil, he became excited.
Though he ranked fourteenth on the Martial Cultivation Talent Ranking, he had joined the Great Qin Group late and had been kept under the thumb of Master San Nong, Mu Xiu, and the other veterans ever since.
Now that his own father had finally stopped holding back, it meant his time to distinguish himself and make a name for himself had come.
"We're going to have to get to work!"
Qian Jun and Wan Ma sighed helplessly, knowing that their lives as beasts of burden were about to begin again.
Now they not only had to announce the financial crises of the God of War Hall and Lingxiao Palace and carry out the run on the banks that the First Emperor had ordered, but also use public opinion to steer the God of War Hall and Lingxiao Palace into attacking the Hidden Sect.
Most importantly, they had to