Although his plundering of the North Sea court had made him probably the richest man in the world, his wealth was a far cry from any one of the leading races or factions’. The North Sea court was a relatively young faction, barely ten thousand years old, and its accumulated fortune simply wasn’t comparable to its older, more illustrious peers.

Plus, Lu Yun would never complain about having too much money. If he didn’t figure out how to generate revenue, his two trillion crystals would still eventually be exhausted. Dusk Province’s development demanded investment everywhere.

The poison Qing Han was afflicted with had distracted him from these considerations, but now that the thought struck him, it couldn’t be dismissed.

Indeed, Situ Yun’s words had inspired him with even more ideas. It wasn’t just the Principal Nineheavens Talisman; the Weaponry, Yu, and Tai Talismans he’d used before were also good candidates for a line of merchandise....