Everyone had a price. Strangers, friends, enemies, nobles and dignitaries—whether they held themselves aloof or hated him to the bone, so long as they possessed something the other party wanted and urgently needed, their price could surely be weighed on the scales.
This was the truth Li Yuanshang had learned over several centuries of business after leaving Azure Cloud Prefecture. Business was not about gold, silver, jewels, or Spirit Stones—those objects of equivalent exchange. It dealt in people's souls and bottom lines.
In a corner of Purple Star Hall, Li Yuanshang smiled at Hundred Slaughter Star Lord, who had come from hiding in Azure Cloud Prefecture. He silently marked down the debt owed by this Heavenly Immortal, who had lurked for over a century in an attempt to assassinate his family elders, then quietly waited to see what would unfold in the hall.
Hundred Slaughter Star Lord Ancestor Blade, Supreme Immortal Emperor Zhang Baijie, Heavenly Pool Holy Mother Chi Ling—beings who existed only in mythological texts were, in his eyes, merely customers in Li Yuanshang's shop. The Immortal Court above the heavens was nothing more than a counter on which to set an abacus and weighing stones. Thinking of it this way, seven-tenths of Li Yuanshang's lingering terror and tension at having been ordered here to negotiate faded away.
As his thoughts churned.
Li Yuanshang's expression changed. Rainbow Fairy hurried over to cry for help, and Heavenly Pool Holy Mother, who had been casually drinking celestial nectar in Purple Star Hall, likewise underwent a drastic change in expression.
In an instant.
Li Yuanshang only felt the terrifying pressure of a Daluo Golden Immortal. The space and time of the entire Purple Star Hall seemed to freeze in that instant, plunging him into a mysterious state. His body could not move;