Heaven-Boiling

"Hmph." At the last seat of the great hall, a phantom of a formation flickered faintly. It was Qian Tong, the manager of Nine Provinces Market.

Though he was merely a branch manager, this matter had begun with him, so he had naturally been granted permission to sit in.

"Esteemed supervisors, why bolster others' morale and diminish our own?"

Qian Tong said, "In my view, Heavenly Ark Commerce Guild is a cornered dog jumping over the wall—blind as a bat!"

All the supervisors turned to look at him.

"That Lu Zhen is nothing more than a native from a lower realm, newly entering Subtle Intent."

Qian Tong spoke with great confidence. "Heavenly Ark Commerce Guild must feel like they are riding a tiger and cannot get off. To preserve their reputation, they have simply smashed their pots and sunk their boats."

"They must have poured in some heaven-defying natural treasures, forcibly pulling up seedlings to help them grow, trying to force Lu Zhen's realm all the way to the peak of Subtle Intent!"

"They think that will let him wrestle with Young Master Qian Jue."

Qian Tong sneered. "Only those blockheads from Heavenly Ark could think of such a stupid way of doing business."

Several supervisors in the hall nodded slightly.

There were indeed some overbearing spiritual treasures in the Great Wilderness that could rapidly raise one's realm in a short time.

But that sort of forced growth left one's foundation floating and hollow; it was utterly unfit for serious use.

"We cannot let down our guard." At the head of the hall, a chief supervisor with snow-white hair and beard slowly opened his eyes.

His voice was deep. "Heavenly Ark Commerce Guild has stood in the Great Wilderness for so many years. They are no fools. If they dared