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He sells intelligence everywhere.

They unexpectedly ran into Li Yu and his party.

Li Yu frowned slightly. "Hmm? Information about Fusang Yaori?"

"Jieyin, Zhunti, go and buy a copy of the intelligence report."

Jieyin and Zhunti were in extreme distress. "Emperor Qin Shi Huang, that cultivator is a fraud."

"Seeing him make money is more painful than killing the West."

"There's no need for that, really no need."

"Um?"

Jieyin and Zhunti fell silent, "Yes!"

Jieyin and Zhunti found the Lord of the Society and asked, "How much for the information?"

He chuckled, "The price is fair."

"One thousand catties of Chaos Gold Crystals."

"Take away the young master?"

One thousand catties of Chaos Gold Crystal is equivalent to ten thousand catties of Primordial Black Crystal.

How many years would it take for Jieyin and Zhunti to exploit the eight wastelands of the Eastern Pole to obtain this amount?

"Holy crap! That's way too shady!"

Shejun chuckled and said, "Whether it's black or not, you can go and ask around."

"The information sold by our company is honest and fair, regardless of age or gender."

Jieyin and Zhunti are naturally unbelievable; they are unscrupulous merchants, extremely unscrupulous merchants.

"As the saying goes, 'We're friends now that we've met,' how about a friend's price?"

After thinking for a moment, the reporter said, "Okay, 998 it is."

Jieyin and Zhunti didn't nod, then secretly wiped away their tears, "It's so bitter, it's just too bitter."

"Hey, fellow Daoist, why are you crying so suddenly?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are unaware of this."

"The West is poor! The West is desolate and barren!"

"It has been barren for countless years!"

Jieyin and Zhunti wailed and cried their hearts out.

Shejun: "Oh! What does your poverty have to do with me?"

"Could you make it any cheaper?"

"Okay! 997!"

Jieyin and Zhunti cried even louder.

Shejun's expression turned sour. "So you're just a poor bastard! If you can't afford it, get lost!"

Shejun turned and left.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and rushed forward!

He assumed a fighting stance. "What? Trying to kill me and steal my treasure?"

Then, the reporter was dumbfounded.

The two poor guys each hugged their own legs and wiped away tears.

"Please, please make it cheaper."

She Jun was dumbfounded; he had never seen such a shameless person.

"It won't be cheaper!"

Jieyin and Zhunti refused to let go no matter what.

"Let go!"

"Then give me a discount!"

"Not cheap!"

"Then I won't let go!"

"Don't push me to the edge!"

"I'm fine with breaking off the relationship, but I'll make it cheaper."

I'm truly speechless. In all my years navigating this chaotic world, I've never seen anything so shameless.

"It's not that we can't lower the price! Unless..."

"Call me 'Dad' and get a 100 yuan discount."

However, before the reporter could finish speaking...

"Father, father, father, father..." Jieyin and Zhunti called out twenty times in a row. "Hehe, fellow Daoist, you now owe us a thousand coins."

Both Jieyin and Zhunti call the First Emperor "Grandpa," so how about calling him "Father"?

The First Emperor gained a son for free.

"Holy crap???"

"I'm impressed!"

Shejun himself said that calling someone "Dad" would save him 100 yuan, but he wouldn't lose money.

They simply waived the information fees for Jieyin and Zhunti, and told them what Fusang Yaori had done, warning them to be careful if they encountered him in the future.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti exclaimed, "This? That's all?"

Shejun: "??"

"Fusang Yaori is no good bird; we in the West knew this hundreds of thousands of years earlier than you."

Jieyin and Zhunti were furious. "They dare to sell 10,000 jin of Primordial Ink Crystals for such rubbish?"

"Are you desperate for money?"

Shejun: "That's not what you said when you were calling him 'Dad' just now."

Jieyin and Zhunti rolled their eyes. "Fellow Daoist, do you want information? We can cooperate."

"Seven-thirds split".

Shejun chuckled, "I'm seven!"

You want to eat shit?!

"We in the West need seven!"

"Get lost, we can't cooperate!"

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you listen to this first?"

"Okay, let's hear whether it's worth it."

Jieyin and Zhunti whispered, "Fellow Daoists, have you ever heard of a holy maiden in Fusang?"

Shejun shook his head. "Never heard of it."

"It's alright, you can find out by asking around. There is a saintess in Fusang Yaori."

"The Holy Maiden of Fusang Sun is as beautiful as a startled swan, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as radiant as an autumn chrysanthemum, and as luxuriant as a spring pine..."

Shejun: "There are plenty of good-looking people out there, but they're just skin deep."

Jieyin and Zhunti chuckled, "The important thing is... the Holy Maiden was captured alive by the enemy realm of Fusang Yaori..."

Shejun instantly spotted the finish line. "Explain in detail!"

"The full title of this story is 'The Humiliation of the Holy Maiden.'" Jieyin and Zhunti naturally dared not reveal the Primordial Realm, so they casually made up a whole world.

Of course, the focus is on the saintess's humiliation, described in vivid detail, as if watching a live broadcast.

The saintess refused to submit even unto death; how could she endure such humiliation, how could she...

Of course! Jieyin and Zhunti wouldn't dare to smear the First Emperor; their focus was on how incredibly powerful the First Emperor was, making the Holy Maiden cry and beg for mercy…

Shejun's eyes lit up.

"Very well! Not only does Fusang Yaori refuse to pay me hush money, but he also wants to kill me?"

"This time! I'll make you, the Japanese sun, a laughingstock!"

"A 40/60 split! I'll take this intelligence!"

Jieyin and Zhunti looked pained, "Fine."

The three made a pact to meet here again a thousand years from now.

then!

Jieyin and Zhunti returned to their residence with great joy and met with the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, that fellow is asking for 10,000 catties of Primordial Ink Crystal."

Li Yu nodded, "Mm."

Jieyin and Zhunti naturally dared not embezzle the First Emperor's resources, and said with a smile, "Thanks to my silver tongue from the West, the intelligence fee is waived."

"It's not exactly big news. Fusang Yaori is a smiling tiger, launching sneak attacks and slaughtering other great realms."

It's definitely not a big piece of intelligence.

The Primordial Era and the Sun of Fusang have long been mortal enemies.

The Book of Destiny within Li Yu's sea of ​​consciousness trembled more and more violently.

It guided Li Yu in the right direction.

"Continue heading southeast!"

Time is like fine sand.

A thousand years have passed.

Jieyin and Zhunti secretly went out to meet with Shejun, asking, "How are the sales?"

The editor chuckled, "Sales are booming!"

"One piece of intelligence was worth a thousand catties of Chaos Gold Crystals, and ten thousand pieces were sold."

"Take away the young master?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were filled with disbelief. "They sold ten million catties of Chaos Gold Crystal? One hundred million catties of Primordial Black Crystal?"

"Holy crap! So many?"

Looking at Jieyin and Zhunti, the Shejun remarked, "They look like complete bumpkins. Do they even know how vast Chaos is?"

"A single large sphere costs a thousand, which is only ten million catties!"

"I once earned a billion from selling intelligence."

Jieyin and Zhunti didn't care how much he had sold before. "Fellow Daoist, you didn't take any kickbacks, did you?"

"What the hell! You can eat anything, but you can't say anything!"

"Hehe, just kidding."

Jieyin and Zhunti each received a full six million catties of Chaos Gold Crystal and sixty million catties of Primordial Black Crystal!

"Holy crap! We've been mining for so long..."

"We've struck it rich!"

The reporter continued, "The information is not unique, so there probably won't be many copies sold after this."

"Let's meet again a thousand years from now."

"OK!"

Jieyin and Zhunti sneaked back to their camp, exclaiming, "We've struck it rich!"

Time is like fine sand.

Thousands of years have passed.

As the author of this article said, intelligence is not unique.

The story of the saintess's humiliation spread like wildfire, growing rapidly and rapidly...