Late at night, Yiyou District, the underground secret chamber beneath Chen Mu’s wooden house.
Bang!
A pitch-black wooden horse exploded into pieces.
Chen Mu, seemingly unconcerned, activated the Five Ghosts Bag like a vacuum cleaner, quickly cleaning up the room.
Then, brimming with energy, he picked up another tree heart again.
Black smoke enveloped the space as Five Ghosts Moving Mountain swiftly corroded and carved the tree heart into the shape of a wooden horse.
The hardness of tree hearts varies from one tree species to another.
Even within the same tree, the tree hearts have different hardness at different locations, with the one near the roots being slightly harder than the one in the trunk.
“Therefore, when the talisman invades and fuses, the force must be adapted to the situation,” he muttered.
Threads of understanding emerged in Chen Mu’s mind.
He glanced at the grey wall displaying his proficiency.
Artifact Refining Technique (Wood Spirit Boy): 8623/10000;
A smile spread across Chen Mu’s face, “Almost there.”
As his experience increased, the crafting of Wood Spirit Boys became more and more second nature to him.
With Seven Souls Return to Origin replenishing his divine energy, his daily crafting attempts multiplied by several times!
“This is like having seven power banks!” Chen Mu thought joyfully.
A pleasant surprise!
“So about this business deal for eight thousand White Jade Coins…”
“Haha! Keep it going!”
The underground secret chamber was once again filled with a series of consecutive bangs.
…
Ten days later, deep into the night.
Outside in the thick woods of Yiyou District’s fourth pioneering team’s campsite.
Chen Mu, wearing a white mask and draped in a black cloak with billowing black smoke around him, slowly emerged from the darkness.
Behind him, a huge wooden box, two meters in length, width, and height, floated in mid-air.
Following Chen Mu’s steady steps, it obediently floated over to Shang Huan.
Chen Mu’s eerily calm gaze swept over Shang Huan, who grew increasingly tense at each moment.
Bang!
The wooden box suddenly crashed down in front of Shang Huan.
Shang Huan’s chubby face instantly quivered.
Chen Mu nodded with satisfaction inside, pleased with his dramatic entrance.
“There are fifty Wood Spirit Boys inside this box. Later, you’ll hand them over to Mo Wuzhou,” he commanded.
“Yes!” Shang Huan nodded respectfully.
Chen Mu thought for a moment and then added, “Once the White Jade is in hand, keep it with you for the time being.”
What if Mo Wuzhou had left a trick inside such a sum of money?
Don’t all the movies from my past life depict it this way?
The villain goes through great pains to get some money, only to find a tracker hidden inside.
Not that I’m the villain, but the principle is the same.
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Is he storing all 4,600 White Jade Coins with me to stockpile a large amount of Spiritual Pulp?
“Yes!” Shang Huan replied with excitement.
Mr. Gongsun sure knows how to make a statement!
Thinking of the near-constant profits in the future, Shang Huan couldn’t help but feel exhilarated.
Don’t panic! Stay composed!
Shang Huan took a deep breath, striving to calm himself.
Would Mo Wuzhou really remain untempted?
He had already driven a hard bargain when they last discussed sharing the profits!
After hesitating for a moment, Shang Huan said, “Mr. Gongsun, the longer the clearing continues, the larger the amount involved in our business will be. If Mo Wuzhou reneges…”
Reneges? Does that mean taking the goods without paying? It’s possible!
If that really happens… well, I can’t do much about it.
Chen Mu felt somewhat helpless.
The man is a disciple of someone high in the Upper Court and has the support of the Minor Supervision Court as backing.
And me? Just a nobody from the Lower Courtyard. Could I really kill him?
Of course, in front of Shang Huan, I still need to keep up appearances.
“No matter,” Chen Mu said with an indifferent facade.
“You just handle the delivery. Whether it succeeds or not is none of your concern,” Chen Mu’s voice softened.
“As for Mo Wuzhou reneging, heh…” Chen Mu let out a laugh filled with deeper meaning.
“Understood!” Shang Huan’s eyes lit up as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
“Since the organization has other security measures!”
“I can do my job with total peace of mind!”
Mr. Gongsun had indeed thought everything through!
The organization? What organization? Oh, almost forgot, I once played the role of Dream Fulfiller Lu Zhishen. Chen Mu came to his senses.
But, why does this chubby fellow seem a bit strange?
Forget it, with such a big deal, isn’t my own heart thumping excitedly too. It’s understandable…
After some thought, he spoke again, “For each Wood Spirit Boy, you owe me six White Jade Coins.”
“Get the payment, and keep whatever is extra for yourself.”
Being a runner doesn’t pay much, but isolating risks does.
Whether it’s delivering the goods or temporarily keeping the payment, should someone from the Upper Court really get other ideas, Shang Huan would be the first to suffer.
“Thank you, Mr. Gongsun!” Shang Huan’s eyes gleamed.
Mr. Gongsun is so generous!
Ten White Jade Coins for Mo Wuzhou, yet I receive six!
“This risk is worth taking!” Shang Huan chuckled.
…
Below Peng Yue Mountain, within the familiar dense woods.
Mo Wuzhou looked up at the starry sky, gently easing the fatigue from crafting White Jade Coins, while quietly waiting.
Before long, Shang Huan, carrying a square wooden box, came running over.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Brother Mo!” Shang Huan arrived, squinting and all smiles.
“No need to worry.” Shang Huan gestured dismissively.
“How many?” He approached the wooden box.
“Fifty,” Shang Huan hurriedly responded with a smile.
“Gongsun Sheng really knows how to calculate.” Mo Wuzhou snorted.
Last time, he provided him with four samples, each accompanied by four servings of Spiritual Pulp.
He guessed then that the other party definitely wanted to keep earning money from the Spiritual Pulp.
“Isn’t he afraid of making others jealous?” Mo Wuzhou frowned, unable to help himself from giving a warning.
Just the Wood Spirit Boys themselves have attracted quite a bit of attention lately. If you add Spiritual Pulp to the mix…
Shang Huan’s smile didn’t falter, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.
Jealous? No problem! We have an organization backing us!
Mo Wuzhou raised an eyebrow, “It seems Gongsun Sheng still has a backup plan!”
A chill ran through him. Gongsun Sheng, with his aura of ghostly qi, might indeed have some insidious methods up his sleeve!
“I hope you won’t cause me any trouble,” Mo Wuzhou huffed.
He tapped the Mustard Seed Talisman on his wrist.
Puff!
A small wooden box landed on top of the large square box.
Opening the wooden box, the sight of the full White Jade Coins made Shang Huan’s eyes gleam.
Mo Wuzhou counted out a small pile, stuffing it into a small cloth bag he carried.
“Taking into account the four samples from last time, minus my share, the total is four thousand nine hundred forty-two White Jade Coins. Count them,” Mo Wuzhou said as he pushed the small box towards Shang Huan.
Shang Huan took a glance, hugged the box, weighed it casually, and then, chanting a Curse Command, tucked it into the empty Mustard Seed Talisman on his wrist. With a smile on his face, he said, “I trust Brother Mo’s character.”
Mo Wuzhou rolled his eyes immediately. Trust my character, yet you still weigh it!
The deal was accomplished, and the atmosphere between them was harmonious.
Mo Wuzhou held the wooden box in his arms, testing its weight.
Then, he glanced at Shang Huan’s wrist and couldn’t help but look around, his eyes faintly flickering with golden light.
“Gongsun Sheng really didn’t come?!” He was somewhat surprised.
During previous encounters, Gongsun Sheng would always lurk around with that eerie black smoke.
This time, with such a large transaction involved, he doesn’t even bother to look?
On my way here, the slightest rustling would make it hard for me to not take extra glances.
Gongsun Sheng, so cautious, would actually allow the transaction to proceed without any concern?!
“What courage!” Mo Wuzhou couldn’t help but admire.
Then he saw a wisp of black smoke drifting out of the square box.
It looked like a big head slowly peeking halfway out of the box.
Mo Wuzhou: “…”
Praised him too soon!
The man was still as crafty as ever!