I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1255: Great Opportunity
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Stunned...
The elders of the Divine Path Sect were utterly dumbfounded—never had they imagined such a massive bargain!
For a moment, $2he old men stood frozen in place, unable to utter a single word, their faces etched with expressions of sheer disbelief.
At the sight of their reaction, $2i Feng could tell at a glance that these fellows were probably regretting their decision.
This only confirmed that the price he’d set was an absolute steal.
But backing out now? Impossible. With a grand wave of his hand, Yi Feng sealed the deal: "From now on, this mine is yours!"
"And to celebrate our successful partnership, I’ll throw in a year of after-sales service."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the elders looked utterly bewildered. "After-sales service?"
Seeing their confusion, $2i Feng quickly realized his phrasing might be a bit too modern for these cultivation world natives.
Smacking his forehead, he chuckled and explained:"Yes, after-sales service!"
"For the next year, I’ll guarantee the safety of this mine. If anyone dares to cause trouble, just call on me anytime—I’ll handle it. Business is built on trust, so you can rest easy!"
Pounding his chest with conviction, Yi Feng made his promise, though his mind was already calculating brilliantly.
This wasn’t some impulsive remark—he’d carefully orchestrated this conflict, eagerly awaiting the mine’s original backers to come seeking trouble.
Sure, he’d made a fortune selling the mine, but profit alone left him feeling shortchanged.
Besides, these buyers were so honest—if he didn’t take responsibility for the mess he’d stirred up, wouldn’t that be scamming them?
A true two-birds-one-stone masterstroke!
Could just anyone devise such a flawless plan?
As Yi Feng clarified in simpler terms, the elders’ faces lit up with delight.
"A full year of guaranteed safety?"
"You mean it?!"
They knew all too well how chaotic the Northern Barren Wastes were. A mine like this could be worth a kingdom’s ransom—just one month of undisturbed operation would be a miracle, let alone an entire year!
And this man dared make such a bold claim?
Facing their skepticism, Yi Feng waved his hand with effortless confidence.
"My word is my bond!"
"For this year, you’ve got nothing to worry about. No matter who comes knocking, just send word—I’ll take care of it!"
As if he’d ever go back on his word!
If troublemakers actually showed up, Yi Feng would relish nothing more than a bloody battle. Why let such prime opportunities slip away?
His unwavering confidence and repeated assurances left the Divine Path Sect elders 70% convinced.
This man had not only controlled such a massive mine flawlessly, keeping it hidden from prying eyes, but now he dared make such an outrageous promise—clearly no ordinary figure!
Regardless of his motives, this sudden windfall left the sect elders both awestruck and increasingly wary of Yi Feng’s unfathomable depths.
With respectful bows, they spoke in reverent tones:
"Many thanks, Daoist Friend!"
"Your generosity is beyond measure—we shall never forget this!"
With the deal struck, Yi Feng gestured for his clients to inspect the mine.
Soon, $2nder his guidance, the elders witnessed the bustling mining operation firsthand. The frenetic pace left them utterly stunned, while Lin Ruochen and others deftly escorted them for a closer look.
The inspection dragged on, but Yi Feng remained patient, sipping tea under a distant awning.
At the mountain’s base, $2ust swirled and sparks flew as the terrifying mining speed left the elders gaping. What kind of power could recruit such monstrously efficient miners?!
Already, nearly half the mountain had been hollowed out, riddled with countless tunnels!
At this rate, the yield would be unprecedented!
Exchanging shocked glances, their joy at the impending windfall was cut short when the lead elder’s eyes suddenly widened.
"This...!"
The others followed his gaze—
A brawny cultivator pushed a massive cart, his soot-covered frame unable to hide the distinct outline of black armor, his aura thick with killing intent.
Black greaves, dragon-emblazoned pauldrons!
The sight of that attire made their breath catch.
These "miners" were actually... Black Dragon Divine Guards?!
Holy sht...
The Divine Path Sect members felt as if struck by lightning. Yi Feng’s methods grew ever more terrifying in their eyes—to think he’d enslaved the legendary Black Dragon Divine Guards, forcing them to toil in the mines!
No wonder the output was extraordinary!
No wonder he dared promise a year of protection!
Such power was truly fearsome!
What seemed like a priceless treasure to others was likely just spare change to this senior, barely worth his notice...
Overwhelmed with awe, the elders also felt an immense honor.
Glancing back at the distant awning, Yi Feng’s figure now seemed infinitely profound.
While the senior cared nothing for mere mines, they’d stumbled upon a once-in-a-lifetime deal—and gained his goodwill to boot! This connection’s value far surpassed the mine itself!
The Divine Path Sect had truly encountered divine fortune.
This... this was profit beyond their wildest dreams!
Steeling himself, the lead elder made a silent vow.
Upon returning to the awning, the sect elders bowed as one.
"We thank you, Senior, for your magnanimity. Though we’ve little to offer beyond the agreed 1.5 billion Celestial Crystals, please accept these humble gifts as tokens of our gratitude."
With that, they produced an assortment of magical artifacts.
Touched by their enthusiasm, Yi Feng accepted graciously—even if the trinkets seemed useless, it was the thought that counted.
Since he had no use for them, he distributed the items among the miners.
After cheerful farewells, the mine changed hands.
Yi Feng pocketed eighteen violet crystal cards while the miners happily claimed their new "treasures." As Lin Ruochen and the others prepared to seek their patriarch, grateful voices rang out:
"The Senior’s prowess is truly unfathomable!"
Watching the distant glow of the departing snail-riders, the group stood in reverent admiration.