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!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
