The Amber Pavilion Master

Treasure Pavilion was known as the wealthiest of the seven great sects.

Someone had once estimated that if Treasure Pavilion were excluded from the seven great sects, the combined wealth of half of the other six sects would only barely match Treasure Pavilion's.

Almost no one found anything wrong with that claim. On the rare occasion someone did, it was only because they thought the estimate was too low.

Compared to ordinary immortal sects, Treasure Pavilion resembled a massive nation more closely.

Merchants from across the southern region of the Nine Heavens Continent came here to do business.

Every time these cargo ships docked and unloaded, it meant a huge sum of money flowing into Treasure Pavilion's coffers.

"Every time I see this, it feels so spectacular. It's like spirit stones are floating through the sky. It'd be great if our sect could be like this too."

As Nangong Ying flew through the air, she stared at the cargo ships overhead with obvious envy.

To her, earning spirit stones did not necessarily have to be for any particular purpose.

Nor did it mean she had to earn a specific amount.

She simply enjoyed earning spirit stones—the act of investing and receiving returns.

"The truly profitable businesses don't need to rely on this."

Seeing Nangong Ying's eager expression, Tang Yu smiled, draped an arm over her shoulder, and deliberately kept her in suspense.

"What is it, then?"

Nangong Ying looked curious.

After these cargo ships unloaded at Treasure Pavilion, their goods would be marked up massively before being sold elsewhere.

Could there really be a business more profitable and stable than that?

"There are plenty. Take this Starmoon Flower in my hand, for example. Under certain circumstances, a single flower like this can sell for several hundred high-grade spirit stones, and