Xie Buruo was moved.
Not because Ye Wuchen’s words were particularly dazzling, nor because the project genuinely held great developmental potential, and certainly not out of fear that his resources might depreciate.
He simply admired Ye Wuchen as a person!
To others, it might seem like Ye Wuchen was trying to swindle him, coaxing him into investing his family’s wealth only to vanish after reaping the benefits...
But in Xie Buruo’s eyes, Ye Wuchen radiated a brilliant golden light, with a magnificent, mist-shrouded path faintly visible behind him, beckoning him forward!
What more was there to say?
Xie Buruo’s gaze was practically dripping with admiration!
To top it off, his uncle, the Great Love Divine Sovereign, sent him a message advising him to show goodwill—within reasonable limits.
And with that, his last shred of hesitation vanished.
So, seeing Ye Wuchen talk himself hoarse, Xie Buruo eagerly stepped forward to pour him a cup of fine wine.
“Brother Wuchen, how many resources are needed to kickstart this ‘Sourceflow Project’? Name a number, and I’ll invest!”
Ye Wuchen smiled faintly. “Naturally, the more, the better. To put it simply, if you invest ten thousand divine crystals, the most basic return ratio would see you recoup your investment within ten years—everything after that is pure profit!”
“I won’t exaggerate, brother. The development prospects of our Ziwei Immortal Realm are vast. At the very least, I can guarantee that after recouping your investment, you’ll earn at least 0.001% of your principal daily!”
“For example, if you invest ten thousand divine crystals, ten years from now, you’ll earn ten divine crystals every day. Not only is this a risk-free venture, but you can even bet on whether the Ziwei Immortal Realm will experience deflation!”
“If the Ziwei Immortal Realm thrives and resources multiply, leading to lower prices, your early investment will become incredibly valuable!”
“A daily return of 0.001% is just the minimum I can guarantee—utterly risk-free.”
“But in reality, it could skyrocket to 0.01%, 0.1%, 1%, 10%, or even 100% daily returns!”
“Brother Wuchen, that’s stretching it a bit. As much as I’d love to believe it, I just can’t...” Xie Buruo interrupted with a strange expression.
“Not at all! Just trust me, brother!” Ye Wuchen declared with absolute confidence. “Even if you don’t believe in such high returns, at least believe this: once the Sourceflow Project’s resource supply chain is perfected, when the Divine Realm is rebuilt, you’ll save on the massive losses from downgrading high-tier resources for use, right? That’s undeniable!”
“Add in the benefits from other sectors of the Sourceflow Project—why hesitate?”
“Let me name a figure for the initial investment... ten thousand high-grade divine crystal veins!”
Bragging cost nothing, and Ye Wuchen was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Xie Buruo, however, hesitated. After all, ten thousand high-grade divine crystal veins were no small sum. Handing them over wouldn’t completely drain his reserves, but it would still be at least a tenth of his wealth!
At its peak, the Divine Realm had only possessed a little over 3.6 million high-grade divine crystal veins. Asking for ten thousand outright—could Ye Wuchen even handle it?
Even if he could, would Xie Buruo really recoup his investment in ten years and reap massive profits?
And this was just the initial investment—more would surely follow!
Would Xie Buruo end up emptied out, only for the project to fail, leaving Ye Wuchen to vanish with the spoils?
But as he gazed at the misty path shimmering behind Ye Wuchen and recalled his uncle the Great Love Divine Sovereign’s advice, Xie Buruo wrestled with his doubts for all of three seconds before deciding to take the gamble.
“Ten thousand divine crystal veins? No problem, brother! I’ll trust you!”
Ye Wuchen’s face lit up with joy.
He immediately seized Xie Buruo’s hand, beaming. “Big brother, I won’t let you down! Just sit back and wait for the profits to roll in!”
“Little brother!”
“Big brother!”
“Little brother!”
“Big brother!”
“......”
Ye Ancai, who had witnessed the entire exchange, was utterly dumbfounded.
Just like that... he secured a massive investment?
That so-called Sourceflow Project... hadn’t Ye Wuchen come up with it in under three minutes?
What about critical details like execution guarantees, operational feasibility, risk assessments—weren’t those important?
With nothing but a concept and Ye Wuchen’s masterful sales pitch, Xie Buruo actually fell for it and placed a crazy order?
This was... practically robbery, except with a flimsy promise attached.
Damn...
Only Ye Wuchen could pull off such a money-making scheme. Truly worthy of the title God of Wealth!
Ye Ancai was awestruck, feeling as if his very mind had ascended.
At the same time...
Chen Yi, who had been busy toying with the little golden dragon, received the good news.
The moment the deal was struck, Ye Wuchen sent word through the Chaos Pearl Necklace hanging around his neck, urging Chen Yi to hurry over and seal the deal!
After all, Chen Yi had recently taken away twenty-seven Chaos Pearls, leaving only fifty-four in Ye Wuchen’s necklace. The reduced weight meant reduced peace of mind.
Especially now, with such a huge venture at stake—without Brother Yi’s presence, Ye Wuchen lacked the confidence to pull it off!
What if Xie Buruo backed out? Or demanded even better terms?
So, Brother Yi, hurry! This big fish took the bait, but I can’t reel it in alone!
“Well, well, well. Fang Fan, the Civil God of Wealth, just scored big, and now you, the Martial God of Wealth, refuse to be outdone?”
“Using legitimate means to extract resources from Divine Realm allies—not only does it avoid bad blood, but it also strengthens ties through mutual benefit. Both sides rise and fall together, eliminating any risk of betrayal. In fact, they’d be more afraid of failure than we are!”
“Well done!”
“The Civil and Martial Gods of Wealth—truly the twin jewels of the Immortal Court!”
With those words...
Chen Yi dissolved his six-star avatar, opened the chat group, and—right in front of the little golden dragon—forcefully shoved a five-star avatar into the teleportation channel formed by the Creation Disk!
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