Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Chapter 822: Court Debate, Selection of Protector-General! (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Haha, please, Venerable Sirs are too polite. Come, sit."
Wang Chong gestured with a palm toward the seats.
The three seated themselves, and after engaging in some brief pleasantries, Arloja quickly got to the point. "Young Master, is there anything that you need, having called us over from Sindhu?" These two were ascetic monks, so they had always been forthright and straightforward, unlike the people of the Central Plains.
Wang Chong chuckled and took a sip of his tea. "Heh, I truly cannot hide anything from you. I wish to buy yet another batch of Hyderabad ore from Sindhu."
"But, Young Master, if I remember correctly, in just a little longer will be the time agreed to by the contract. Young Master will not even need to find us, much less call us over, for the second batch of Hyderabad ore to be sent over."
The monks were both confused.
"Heh, it truly is as Venerable Sirs say, but this time will be different. I would like to bring the time of the exchange forward, and besides that, I want to alter the amount of ore, increasing it from one thousand to six thousand jun of Hyderabad ore!" Wang Chong said to the two.
As the Wootz Steel swords forged by Wang Chong became famous throughout the world, the price of the Hyderabad ore had also begun to rise. When a single jun of Hyderabad ore used to cost several hundred taels of gold, it now cost one thousand. Six thousand jun of Hyderabad ore was thus six million taels of gold, an astronomical sum.
At least for the Sindhi, this was an exchange of unprecedented value.
"Young Master, is this true!"
The two monks trembled as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes wide as they stared at Wang Chong. The two had journeyed over long distances and steep peaks, but never had they imagined that Wang Chong would propose such a massive transaction. Six million taels of gold was probably enough for sustain all of Sindhu for an entire year.
"Of course. In a
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