Chapter 27

One hundred pieces?

The customer, upon hearing this, swallowed hard. Truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover; this guy is really rich! There was no need to ask; it was clear he had the backing of a large family. As for which family, no one could tell.

"Xiao Wu, take the guest to select weapons."

Zhao Yun said with a smile, casually pocketing the silver note.

"Got it!"

Wu Er extended his hand and led Wang De away.

This guy was very casual; a huge transaction came and went quickly.

"Hmm... He'll be back."

Zhao Yun was very dedicated, buried in counting the silver notes.

Half an hour later.

Someone came again, it was Wang De, not wearing a black robe but a mask. This time, he was even more generous, buying two hundred pieces at once, a thick stack of silver notes, ten thousand taels.

Gulp!

The other customers in the shop swallowed hard again. What was going on today? Were those who came to buy weapons all from families with mountains of gold?

Wang De left.

Looking at the weapon shop, the shelves were now sparse, almost emptied.

"Move the weapons."

Yang Da and Wu Er rolled up their sleeves and rushed to the small garden. After selling, they would restock immediately!

Zhao Yun sat at the counter, pondering, trying to guess how much money Liu Canghai had prepared.

This time, there was a longer interval. When Wang De came again, it was already three hours later. He showed extraordinary resolve, demanding five hundred pieces at once, which left the other customers speechless.

He left with a certain air of authority.

The remaining customers watched him go.

"Move, please."

Yang Da was not idle, carrying weapons, with Wu Er following behind. The empty shelves were restocked with high-quality weapons.

"What's going on?"

The customers scratched their heads, all becoming spectators. He was buying like crazy, and they were restocking like crazy. How much money did you have? How many weapons did you have? It was all very mysterious.

"A war without smoke."

On the street, many people glanced sideways.

There were no shortage of keen observers, who found a tea stall and watched, because today's Zhao family weapon shop was making a big stir. The buyer showed great resolve, not buying one by one but loading them onto carts. Fifty taels per piece, how many in total? The numbers were not small, a small family couldn't afford it, and even a large family might struggle.

The weapon shop's shelves were full again.

Wang De, or rather, Liu Canghai, was not to be deterred. He kept coming, buying more or less, sweeping through the Zhao family weapon shop, determined to buy everything out.

"You damn, I underestimated you."

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue; the amount of money Liu Canghai had prepared far exceeded his expectations.

"Sold out today."

As night fell, the Zhao family weapon shop hung a sign.

"Why aren't you selling anymore?"

Liu Canghai sneered, actually feeling relieved. He had used up all the resources of his family's weapon shop, including borrowed funds, in one day.

This was worth it.

Seeing the Zhao family weapon shop with no weapons left, he had used money to force them into submission. In the short term, they might not have a supply to replenish, so the next stage would be his family's performance time.

The Liu family weapon shop would dominate.

As for prices, they would set them as they pleased. The money spent on buying weapons from the Zhao family would be earned back, and more, because the Liu family had monopolized the weapon trade in Wanggu City.

"Let you have your fun for now."

In the room, Zhao Yun was already using lightning to refine weapons, working diligently alone.

It didn't matter that they had sold out; he would continue to stock up. If you want to use money to crush us, come on, I won't stop until you are bankrupt.

"Intelligence is a good thing."

The Moon Goddess said calmly.

This intelligence referred to Liu Canghai. Buying out all the weapons was useful? Finding the weapon smith behind the Zhao family weapon shop was the right way to go.

So, why don't I look for him? I can't find him!

This was Liu Canghai's response.

Since the Zhao family started producing high-quality weapons, he had been looking, ready to pay a high price to recruit them.

The awkward part was that he couldn't find them.

Since he couldn't find them, he had to use a brute force method. Lowering prices for malicious competition didn't work, so he resorted to a monopoly, using his substantial wealth to crush the Zhao family.

Crush them! Use money to crush them.

The Moon Goddess was calm, and so was Zhao Yun. They didn't need to use weapon forging techniques to deal with the Liu family weapon shop; just refining each weapon would be enough to finish them off.

"Eighty thousand, eighty thousand taels!"

Outside the room, Yang Da and Wu Er were grinning. Today's earnings were visible, and even if they didn't see, they could calculate. Eighty thousand taels, what a sum. From the founding of the weapon shop by the old master to today, the total had never been so much.

Old Sun, however, looked worried, sitting on a stone bench, smoking his pipe, occasionally glancing at Zhao Yun's room.

Today's transactions were too large; if there was no hidden agenda, no one would believe it. He didn't need to ask to know that the large-scale weapon buyers were from the Liu family weapon shop, with the clear intention of monopolizing the market. They wanted to use money to crush the Zhao family, and once there were no weapons to sell, the Liu family would dominate, setting the prices as they pleased.

So, he lacked confidence.

To this day, he didn't know where Zhao Yun got his supply. He only knew that every few days, Zhao Yun's room would be filled with high-quality weapons.

At such times, his old eyes would become especially deep, as if he had guessed something. His young master seemed more complex than he appeared, hiding secrets unknown to others.

For example, he might be connected to a weapon smith.

After finishing his smoke, he wandered around the small garden. His family's weapon shop also had defenses, with many hidden mechanisms. After being attacked by fire that night, he couldn't afford to be careless!

The night grew deeper.

Zhao Yun didn't sleep, still refining weapons, taking pills to replenish his energy.

The Moon Goddess glanced several times, wanting to say something but not speaking. For someone with Zhao Yun's extraordinary talent, if he focused on cultivation, he would surely become a great martial artist in a short time.

The weapon shop was a distraction, taking away his cultivation time and energy, preventing him from focusing.

She never spoke.

People should have their obsessions. For Zhao Yun, his obsession was not only to protect his grandfather's legacy but also to thoroughly crush the Liu family, using the weapon shop as a foundation to stand firm. If he couldn't even deal with the Liu family weapon shop, how could he challenge the Liu family itself?

She didn't stop him, only watching. If he left regrets in his youth, he would remember them for life. In the martial arts, it might not matter much, but once he transcended the martial arts, those regrets would become flaws, and at the peak, they might turn into obstacles. This was not an exaggeration; one day, Zhao Yun would face his own heart demons, and such a crisis would not tolerate any hesitation. As a deity, she had been through that stage and knew the dangers.

In the morning, the Zhao family weapon shop did not open.

In the morning, the Liu family weapon shop also did not open.

The weapon buyers were confused; the two largest weapon shops in Wanggu City were closed simultaneously, the first time in many years.

"What's going on?"

Questions arose, one after another.

What could be going on?

Both families were severely drained!

One family had almost no money left, the other almost no weapons. This was not a small conflict but a hidden storm.

Wait.

Liu Canghai was waiting, for three to five days. If the Zhao family weapon shop showed no movement, he would make his move.

Wait.

Zhao Yun was also waiting, stockpiling weapons and waiting for the Liu family weapon shop to open. If they dared to open, he would confront them. If they continued to buy, he would play along, seeing who had more money or more weapons.

Although the weapon shop was not open, the acquisition of weapons was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Every day, Lu Mang was the first to arrive, always bringing a cart of weapons, who knew where he found them. Besides him, others also came in carts, loaded with weapons.

Selling weapons, buying weapons, many were low-grade. What was the logic?

The people on the street were confused, and so was Liu Canghai. He had sent people to investigate multiple times, but found no results.

"Should we burn his weapon shop again?" Wang De asked tentatively.

"Find Lao Dao first." Liu Canghai shouted, having received the money and done the job, but where was he? Was he still alive?

As for burning the Zhao family weapon shop, it could be done once, but doing it again would be asking for trouble.

Compared to this, he wanted to ask the family to send out one or two Xuan Yang realm experts to kill Zhao Yun.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough influence.

The dispatched family members had little say in the family and few would give him the face.

If he insisted, it wasn't impossible, but it would require a great cost. With that time, they would all be cultivating, who would bother with such trivial matters?

Therefore, he was eager to show his worth, wanting to create a monopoly in the weapon trade, earning money for the family. If the family was happy, they might call him back.

This way, the power he would have access to would be much greater than being a weapon shop manager.

Unfortunately, his wish was just a bubble. A young man like Zhao Yun could see the reality, and he, who had lived for decades, was still deceiving himself. Even if he returned to the family, he would still not have access to the power center.

Unless his martial arts cultivation improved. The family never lacked those who could earn money; without him, there would be another Liu Canghai.

On the fourth day, the Liu family weapon shop opened.

Shortly after, the Zhao family weapon shop also opened, with a full display of weapons on the shelves.

"I..."

Liu Canghai, upon hearing this, almost fell over. You still have stock?

"I won't buy from your shop."

The martial cultivators were very cooperative, passing by the Liu family weapon shop and heading straight to the Zhao family weapon shop. Seeing the black faces of the Liu family, they felt especially comfortable.

"Buy, keep buying."

Liu Canghai shouted in anger, really getting worked up.

"We only have less than five hundred taels left."

Wang De said softly.

Buy, buy, buy, buy your sister.

The Liu family weapon shop's money, plus loans and collateral from the money house, a total of eighty thousand taels, had been used up long ago.

If this hole couldn't be filled, the family head would not hesitate to strike you down.

"Then we can only sell our face." Liu Canghai sneered, handing Wang De a note, "Invite the people on the list to the Fengyue Tower."

Wang De took it, glanced at it, and saw that the people on the list were all influential.

Clearly, this monopoly gamble had drained their resources, and their manager was seeking external help, planning to join forces with other families to use money to crush the Zhao family weapon shop. They would buy all the weapons, no matter how many, until there were none left.

"Where did the Zhao family get their weapon smith?"

Liu Canghai