Founding a nation was Rising Sun's ambition.
Ambition grew alongside strength—there was not the slightest error in that saying.
That night, the entire dense forest was swept up in even more brutal battles. Countless tribes were wiped out because of it, while countless others soared into the heavens.
Dawn was approaching. The night receded, and the sun rose.
The third day had arrived.
With the coming of day, the fighting came to an end.
Countless tribal chiefs hurried to the trading site. They had not forgotten the most important matter: today was the day the envoys would depart.
This day was of vital importance. Once it passed, there would never again be such a good opportunity.
So they had to seize this final day.
Yet when they arrived, they were all stunned. Looking at the treasures scattered across the ground before them, they turned puzzled gazes toward Ye Lin and his group.
"Final-day closing special. Leave behind the Heavenly Crystal Stones in your hands, then pick out a few things and take them away."
Ye Lin waved a hand casually. This was already the final day, and these fellows had been squeezed nearly dry. They could not bring him much more wealth, and he had no leisure to keep explaining things to them.
"Oh, oh, alright."
The tribal chiefs all nodded. They took out all the top-grade Heavenly Crystal Stones in their possession and placed them on the ground, then, under Ye Lin's gaze, took treasures of roughly equal value.
After two days of trading, they had already formed a vague understanding of the value of these treasures.
"Take a little more. Since it's the last time, consider it a bonus."
Seeing how cautiously they were acting, Ye Lin said with a smile.
"Thank you, Boss."
Upon hearing Ye Lin's