Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1904 - 1062: The True Show Begins! (Part 2)
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
With immense fortune's favor, even a freshly united species can halt the advance of mighty Heavenly Venerates!
Yet forming fortune, bestowing blessings, erecting luck defense lines, and similar endeavors all demand enormous quantities of fortune.
Should a civilization's or empire's fortune deplete to its limits, the strength of military arrays would diminish, and internal stability might crumble.
Besides, for typical exotic beasts, fortune's blessing aids in swiftly overcoming barriers and bottlenecks, bestowing elevated luck levels!
Such is fortune's wondrous power.
Though unseen, it undeniably persists.
Consequently, the Luck Stone serves as a vital hard currency!
Be it restoring an empire's fortune or individual exotic species' usage, vast amounts vanish daily.
Nevertheless, within the current Heavenly Abyss Civilization and Predator Federation, Luck Stones appear to have mysteriously dwindled by 80 to 90 percent,
In the face of decades of erratic pricing and centuries of market chaos, no one knows which shadowy force has seized them!
For an instant, Luck Stone prices edged upward slightly under Heavenly Abyss Civilization's oversight,
But upon realizing the stones had truly evaporated from the markets of these two Star Nebula Great Clans, prices rocketed uncontrollably, surging like a stampeding stallion.
Remember, every faction possesses fortune; with a Destiny Stone and sufficient species, fortune naturally emerges.
Hence, nearly 90 percent of Luck Stones vanishing abruptly caught all exotic beasts and groups off guard.
This rendered even Heavenly Abyss Civilization's curbs ineffective for long.
As various faction mindsets descended into turmoil,
Particularly once Luck Stones slipped from official grasp, prices began erratic and frenzied climbs!
Under staggering profits, even Heavenly Abyss Civilization's regulations were disregarded, sparking fresh waves of Luck Stone speculation.
The leftover ten percent of Luck Stones grew scarcer still!
This propelled Luck Stone prices to leap once more, jumping fifty percent in one day.
In the span of sipping a cup of tea, Luck Stone values shifted dramatically from their prior levels, driving speculative factions and powers toward madness.
Still, upon hitting tenfold the original price—matching soul stones—certain forces started unloading,
For after prior triples, they dreaded ending up as the final owners.
Yet despite these forces' near-desperate sell-offs, prices held firm like Mount Tai, merely pausing briefly before skyrocketing anew.
This escalation nearly hurled Luck Stone prices into the heavens.
Within mere months, Luck Stones hit thirty times their former value!
Nearly trading one Luck Stone for thirty Blood Stones!
Even at such exorbitant rates, demand outstripped supply,
As it remains true hard currency, essential for some exotic beasts always.
But Luck Stones seemed utterly gone!
The sparse few available fetched astronomical sums, tormenting needy exotic beasts endlessly.
Whispers even spread widely outside,
Alleging fierce clashes between the Undead Holy Sect, Dark Erosion Holy Hall, Sky-Cunning Beast, and other major clans, with severe losses on both sides devouring heaps of fortune, prompting covert stockpiling everywhere.
Moreover, tales claimed Luck Stone prices in other Star Nebula Great Clans also exploded wildly.
Some asserted Luck Stones hold arcane powers to alter an exotic beast's fate path.
After all, Luck Stone embodies fortune; with sufficient thickness, one becomes the Son of Destiny, fated to ascend the heights.
Likewise, murmurs suggested Luck Stone is crucial for surmounting thresholds,
Without it, seamless strength gains prove unattainable!
In essence, once a mere hard currency—an plentiful staple that all exotic beasts and forces once hoarded in abundance—it abruptly turned into a frenzy of desire.
It morphed into a mystery they scarcely comprehended before.
Luck Stone does offer real benefits, but nowhere near this inflated.
Countless exotic beasts have advanced through cultivation across eras without needing Luck Stone?
Indeed, Luck Stone prices soared to heights where many species could only gaze in awe, even symbolizing wealth for affluent clans!
Vanity, avarice, sentiment, and more,
In truth, Wolf Lord orchestrated this speculation to its utmost!
And amid the price frenzy, scant batches of Luck Stones surfaced sporadically, yet at outrageous costs.
For a time, these lofty prices nearly wrought havoc across the Heavenly Abyss Civilization and Predator Federation.
Especially the Predator Federation, ravaged by such merciless extraction and official apathy, saw masses fleeing desperately.
Both Star Nebula Great Clans teetered on the brink of profound recession.
Resources vanished for everyone, as if siphoned dry by this Luck Stone mania!
Numerous affluent classes plummeted overnight to common species status,
Minor forces and squads swiftly dissolved.
Established trade networks and market frameworks crumbled beneath the triple speculations and now these celestial Luck Stone valuations.
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Positioned before Meng Hu, Su Lin stared with a gaze that treated Meng Hu like a lifeless husk, icy and merciless, showing no flicker of emotion.
A profound peril instantly shrouded the Invincible Fierce Tiger's entire form, causing Meng Hu's already shallow breaths to hitch sharply, as though now he lay as helpless prey on the White Wolf's cutting board, this sensation almost shattering Meng Hu's resolve; the Invincible Fierce Tiger failed to grasp why the White Wolf hadn't slain him outright but instead exerted effort to haul him from the ice back to the Land of Adventure—this dread of the unforeseen flooded Meng Hu's core, yet in his frail state, he held zero capacity for defiance, so even with a racing heart, in this White Wolf's domain within the Land of Adventure, resistance proved futile.
Su Lin closely examined the Meng Hu before him, akin to a supreme lord appraising a captive he had retrieved, his look detached.
"Awoo—" Su Lin emitted a subdued howl toward the nearby Wolf Clan, indicating they should haul away this fading Siberia Tiger and watch over it closely.
The adjacent Wolf Clan members swiftly responded, with several jointly pulling Meng Hu off, his injuries scraping against the ground—already infected and oozing—leaving trails of blood that stretched from beneath Su Lin's paws clear out of the den, appearing boundless.
Su Lin observed this crimson path, his eyes serene and still like the depths of an ancient well's waters.
Regarding the leftover Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin planned to allocate rewards by contribution next, a ritual the entire Wolf Clan anticipated eagerly, for to them, sustenance reigns supreme.
A handful of Wolf Clan started salivating over the nearby Variant Species Flesh, their gazes gleaming hungrily, poised to charge the moment Su Lin commanded, unleashing their primal urges.
Su Lin's attention shifted to the two imposing silhouettes stationed close by; Xiao Hui felt the weighty stare from their Wolf King and promptly straightened up, whereas Little Lone Wolf maintained his posture of reverence with head lowered, which pleased Su Lin greatly.
Though as Lead Wolf, Little Lone Wolf wielded significant authority, he approached Su Lin with deep respect.
Xiao Hui, true to form, retained his mischievous streak, his sharpened wits notwithstanding, behaving much like an eight-year-old youth—carefree and eager to trail Su Lin into every fray, proclaiming the Wolf Clan's dominance across the Arctic.
To the pair of white wolves who had loyally followed and excelled in the recent clash, Su Lin bestowed a lavish prize of three hundred pounds of flesh; this unforeseen bounty prompted Xiao Hui to yelp in delight immediately, while Little Lone Wolf, though outwardly composed, let a thrilled howl slip, revealing the profound elation both white wolves felt in that instant.
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