They've Gone Mad Scrambling for It! They've All Gone Mad!

The Shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

Who didn't know that Young Master Wang was also the Young Master of the Langya Merchant Association?

The Guild Master's doting affection for the Young Master was known throughout the land.

Whatever he wanted, he got.

The Langya Merchant Association's money was naturally the Young Master's money too.

Was there any need to split it?

But with a merchant's keen instincts, he studied The person's expression and felt that the other party did not seem to be here to cause trouble.

So he nodded. "Yes, of course we do!"

Sure enough.

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone across from him cheered in unison.

"Just as expected! Then we'll buy from your place!"

"Boss, get me three daoist robes and two pairs of low-grade Spirit Artifact boots. I'll rotate them!"

"I want twenty low-grade Magic Artifacts! Our sect just recruited a batch of people, so this will outfit them perfectly!"

"I want twenty low-grade Magic Artifacts too!"

"I want..."

For a time, the shop descended into a carnival. Magic Artifacts, daoist robes, pills, and all manner of goods were snatched up like mad.

Some items were insufficient in quantity.

The two groups nearly came to blows on the spot.

Just as the Shopkeeper was about to have the Guest Elders in the store step in and stop them,

someone in the crowd suddenly said, "This is Young Master Wang's shop. Don't damage the Young Master's shop!" Then a fight that should have erupted came to an abrupt halt.

A whole swarm of people came in like a black cloud.

Then left like a black cloud.

The Shopkeeper was just marveling at which god of wealth he had welcomed today

when another commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance.

Several dozen Cultivators squeezed inside, and the moment they entered, they asked, "Is this place under Young Master Wang's authority?"

The Shopkeeper hurriedly nodded. "It is, it is!"

The leading Cultivator then said to those behind him, "Daoist Friends, this is the place. Get to it!"

"These talismans look good. Give me a stack!"

"Do you sell Communication Jade Talismans?"

"I want..."

Very quickly.

This group finished their frantic shopping.

The entire shop looked as if it had been ransacked. There was barely anything left.

The Shopkeeper looked at the mountain of Spirit Stones piled before him, startled and delighted.

Since when had business become this easy?

He did not need to waste his breath at all. Customers came in, took what they wanted, left Spirit Stones behind, and departed.

Without a single word of nonsense.

Not long afterward.

Another group arrived.

Several burly men strode inside.

"If we buy things here, Young Master Wang gets a share of the money, right?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Good. Get a few daoist robes for us brothers!"

The Shopkeeper said apologetically, "My apologies, honored guests, but the male cultivator daoist robes are sold out today. Only women's styles remain!"

The leading man furrowed his brows. "Sold out?"

The Shopkeeper apologized again and again. "My apologies. There have been rather a lot of customers today!"

The man asked, "What about other things? Magic Artifacts, pills?"

The Shopkeeper's apology grew even more sincere. "They're all gone."

The man grew annoyed. "Your shop is this large, yet whatever we want, you have nothing?"

The Shopkeeper continued apologizing.

The man waved his hand. "Forget it, forget it. Women's styles it is. Bring them out!"

The Shopkeeper: "???"

Behind him, two lackeys spoke up. "Senior Brother, why do we need women's daoist robes?"

The man said, "Our master took in several new Disciples this year. What if there's a Junior Sister among them? We can give it to her as a gift!"

One of the lackeys shook his head with absolute certainty. "No. Absolutely not. I asked around!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's fine too. We can take them back for your sisters-in-law to wear!"

Both lackeys were shocked. "Senior Brother, you don't even have a Dao Companion!"

Several black lines appeared on the man's forehead. "So what if I don't? For the sake of these robes, I'll have to find myself a Dao Companion!"

What else could he do?

His master had given him a death order: the several hundred Spirit Stones he had been given had to be spent at the Langya Merchant Association!

Otherwise, when he returned, his master would break his legs!

At the same time.

Across from the Langya Merchant Association in Daliang Royal City, there was another merchant association.

It was the Penglai Merchant Association's branch in the city.

This branch had only recently opened.

The city's original branch had not been located here.

It was only because an order had suddenly come down from above, mobilizing the entire Penglai Merchant Association to compete with the Langya Merchant Association for business, that they had temporarily moved here.

After relocating, the branch's Shopkeeper actively responded to the directives from above.

He slashed prices, held promotions, and even accepted losses in order to seize the Langya Merchant Association's market.

And indeed, the results were excellent.

Many longtime customers of the Langya Merchant Association had gradually shifted over to the Penglai Merchant Association.

Because of this,

Shopkeeper Liu of this branch had even received commendation from above.

Yet today,

for some unknown reason,

the Langya Merchant Association across the street had suddenly exploded with business.

No, "exploded" was not enough to describe it.

It was downright brutal!

Were those customers even buying things?

They were practically robbing the place!

Whatever they got their hands on, they bought five or ten at a time!

They were fiercer than mortals buying vegetables at a market!

What Cultivator did business like this? There was no refinement to it at all!

However,

people ultimately had a herd mentality.

Seeing the Langya Merchant Association's business booming so wildly,

the customers who had originally been browsing in the Penglai Merchant Association also put down the items in their hands and joined the buying frenzy across the street.

They did not know why everyone was scrambling for things.

But since people were scrambling for them,

that meant they must be good stuff!

For a moment, Shopkeeper Liu's mentality completely collapsed.

He looked at the deserted, sparsely populated scene in his own shop, then looked across the street.

He was nearly dumbstruck!

No, he had not heard of any new tricks from across the street. There were no price cuts and no new treasures. Why were so many people going there?

Suddenly.

Shopkeeper Liu heard a fierce argument from across the street.

His expression brightened, and he hurried outside to look.

But at first glance, he was dumbstruck all over again.

Two Cultivators each held one end of a bench, tugging back and forth as they fought over it.

Cultivator One: "Give it to me!"

Cultivator Two: "I saw it first!"

Cultivator One: "So what if you saw it first? I got hold of it first!"

Cultivator Two: "I was the first to leave my Divine Sense Aura on it. It's mine!"

"..."

The Shopkeeper of the Langya Branch kept trying to mediate beside them. "You two, this is just an ordinary bench. It isn't made from any spirit wood, nor is it a treasure. It isn't worth fighting over!"

Cultivator One: "Then do you have anything else left to sell? Bring it out. I want all of it!"

The Langya Branch's Shopkeeper was nearly crying. "No, really, there's nothing left! Even the longevity lock this Old Man had worn since childhood was bought by a customer!"

Cultivator Two: "That calligraphy and painting of yours looks nice. Sell it to me. I'll pay fifty Spirit Stones!"

The Shopkeeper of the Langya Branch followed the other man's gaze, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Honored guest, that is our merchant association's signboard. It is not for sale!"

"..."

"If you two truly want to buy something, why not visit another merchant association?"

Hearing those words.

Shopkeeper Liu of the Penglai Branch was so moved that he nearly cried.

He hurriedly stepped forward. "Right, right! You two, our Penglai Merchant Association has treasures galore as well. There's only what you can't imagine, nothing we don't have. Quickly... come inside and have a look!"

The two Cultivators glanced at him, then glanced at the Penglai Merchant Association signboard across the street and asked suspiciously, "If we buy things from you, will Young Master Wang get a share too?"

Shopkeeper Liu froze. "Who is Young Master Wang? Why should I split my money with him?"

"Then what are you sticking your nose in for? Get lost!"

The two Cultivators spat in his face without the slightest courtesy.