Young Master of Langya Donates Ten Thousand? How Much Do You Dare Donate?

In short.

This Heaven-Seizing Creation Technique was still a cultivation method at the Qi Refining stage.

To Wang Mu, it was of limited use.

But its immense potential was entirely foreseeable.

Moreover, all things were difficult at the beginning.

Now that the initial cultivation method had taken shape, with Little Nannan's talent, it presumably would not take long for her to gradually perfect it.

Several days later.

The Penglai Cloud Sea Foundation, jointly established by the Three Great Merchant Associations, held its founding ceremony on Heavenly Oracle Island.

Three of the Northern Region's Four Great Merchant Associations had joined forces.

The stir they caused was naturally anything but ordinary.

At that time.

The island was packed shoulder to shoulder. Powerful figures from sects and factions friendly with the Three Great Merchant Associations had almost all gathered here. The spectacle was tremendously grand, even more magnificent than the day the Langya Foundation was established.

After all, Wang Mu had only invited the various factions on Heavenly Severing Island that day.

This was Tang Qian's idea.

Since they were doing it, they had to do their best in every respect and crush Wang Mu in every respect.

Only then would it feel satisfying.

He had even considered sending invitations to Several Sacred Grounds.

But after weighing the matter, he ultimately gave up.

After all, they had established this foundation purely to make money.

The money of Sacred Lands... was not so easy to earn!

Of course, this was enough as well.

The Three Great Merchant Associations had indeed put considerable thought into this ceremony.

Before it even began.

Melodious immortal music drifted in from all directions. Everyone followed the sound and saw one graceful woman after another, dressed in gauze robes and carrying flower baskets, flying over from afar.

Wherever they passed.

Scattered flowers whirled down like rain.

Several women, each rare in the mortal world in both beauty and figure, held different instruments—pipas, zithers, and more—and followed behind those carrying flower baskets. The enchanting music came from beneath their hands.

Accompanied by flowers filling the sky, they drifted down into everyone's sight.

There were twelve in total.

They began to dance gracefully.

Their dance was exquisite and beautiful enough to make even many Cultivators who boasted that they had cast aside mortal desires instantly lose themselves in it.

"Could these be the legendary Twelve Golden Hairpins of Miaoyin Tower?"

"Miaoyin Tower is said to be the greatest den of extravagance in the entire Northern Region. Any dancer there is a peerless beauty, while every one of the Twelve Golden Hairpins has a place on the Northern Region's Beauty Ranking!"

"How many young masters of great clans have flung away fortunes, yet failed to even glimpse the Twelve Golden Hairpins! The Three Great Merchant Associations actually had the ability to invite them here?"

"As expected of the Three Great Merchant Associations. Their wealth can reach the gods!"

"..."

For a time, the entire venue grew lively.

Many young Cultivators were dazzled, their breathing quickening.

They could only marvel that they had truly witnessed a grand occasion today.

Tang Qian observed everyone's reactions, satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

This, too, was his idea.

One could not catch a wolf without sacrificing the child.

Inviting the Twelve Golden Hairpins here had certainly cost a great deal, but thinking about it another way, after watching such a performance, would they have the nerve not to donate more today?

Would that not let down the breathtaking dances of these immortal maidens?

The music and dancing ended.

The Twelve Golden Hairpins slowly withdrew.

Under the gaze of the multitude, three figures were ushered in amid a crowd.

Though smiles hung on their faces, they gave off an extremely detached air, as though they had long grown accustomed to looking down upon all living beings from high and mighty positions.

They were the guild masters of the Three Great Merchant Associations.

"It is a great honor to have invited so many fellow cultivators!"

Qiu Shan Hong, Guild Master of the Penglai Merchant Association, stood with one hand behind his back and faced the crowd with a faint smile. "Today is the glorious day our Penglai Cloud Sea Foundation is established!

I presume everyone present today is, like us, a person of insight with benevolence in their hearts!

You have long been prepared to contribute your own strength toward peace in the Northern Region's Cultivation World!

Since that is the case, we shall not waste any more words!"

After saying this, he and Tang Qian looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

The three guild masters turned and took their seats of honor atop the cloud platform.

Tang Qian walked to the front of the stage. Dressed in fine clothes and holding a golden brush, he said, "The donation ceremony now begins!

Which Daoist Friend is willing to go first?"

With a calm, confident smile in his eyes, his gaze casually swept across the guest seats.

"Haha, everyone is being so courteous? Then my Flowing Spring Sect will go first!"

"Brother Su, wait! Our Heavenly Prison Sect has prepared for this ceremony for a long time. No matter what, you must let us have this one!"

"This old man will donate one hundred thousand Spirit Stones first!"

"At such a grand occasion, one hundred thousand Spirit Stones are hardly worth mentioning. My Ten Thousand Seas Sect will donate five hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"..."

For a time, many people answered the call, rubbing their hands together as they prepared to rise and donate.

Just then.

One corner of the crowd suddenly fell quiet.

The silence spread swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire bustling venue became dead silent.

Sensing something, Tang Qian and the others looked in a certain direction, the smiles on their faces slightly fading.

The crowd parted to either side.

A tall woman in a red dress strode past everyone with her head held high and chest out, ascending the high platform, with more than a dozen figures clustered around her.

When they saw the matching attire of those people and the badges hanging at their waists.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The Langya Merchant Association... had actually sent people as well?

"By order of the Young Master of Langya, I have come especially to make a donation!"

Nie Tingting held out a Storage Bag and handed it to Tang Qian, a faint smile on her face. "Young Master also asked me to pass a message to Young Master Tang! He thanks Your Chamber of Commerce for its efforts and contributions toward peace and stability in the Cultivation World!"

Tang Qian glanced at the Storage Bag in Nie Tingting's hand without betraying any emotion, then accepted it with a soft laugh.

"We have received Young Master Wang's kind intentions! But there is no need for thanks... after all, safeguarding peace in the Cultivation World is what every person ought to do..."

As he spoke, Tang Qian had already opened the Storage Bag.

His Divine Sense swept over the contents.

The words at his lips abruptly caught in his throat. His face suddenly darkened, and his gaze toward Nie Tingting carried a hint of severity.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.

Many people held their breath, unsure what had happened.

Nie Tingting remained composed and said with a light smile, "My Young Master also said that although these ten thousand Spirit Stones are not much, they are still a token of his sincerity!

He hopes Young Master Tang will not find them beneath his notice!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present changed expression.

Especially the people from the Three Great Merchant Associations.

Their brows furrowed tightly, anger surging in their eyes.

"What is going on? Ten thousand Spirit Stones is no small amount, and it was even sent by the Young Master of Langya. Isn't that a good thing? Why do they look like that?"

Within the crowd, a Cultivator who did not understand asked in a low voice.

Someone with sharp insight clicked his tongue twice, shaking his head. "For people like us, ten thousand Spirit Stones is certainly no small sum!

But for the Four Great Merchant Associations, it does not even amount to a single hair!

And you do not truly think the Langya Merchant Association came to show support for the Penglai Cloud Sea Foundation, do you?"

"Then why else?"

"Heh! The Langya Merchant Association and the Penglai Merchant Association do not get along; that is practically an open secret. These years... how much business has the Penglai Merchant Association stolen from the Langya Merchant Association through all its schemes against them?

Would the Young Master of Langya really be so kind-hearted?"

"Hiss... then why did he come to give money?"

"Ah, think about it. If even the Young Master of Langya only donated ten thousand Spirit Stones, then how much would be appropriate for everyone else to donate?"