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The instigator tried to incite the crowd to leave together, waving his sleeve and saying, "Everyone, let's go. With our wealth, what does it matter if we don't do business with Manichaeism?"
This statement stirred some people, but when they looked up at Sun Youliang and then at the sign of the Azure Dragon Branch of Manichaeism, they all tacitly withdrew their feet from stepping forward.
This was not the Central Plains; this was the Western Regions, the territory of Manichaeism! To openly challenge Manichaeism like this would likely result in their bodies hanging here the next day as a warning to wandering merchants traveling through the Western Regions.
Even if these merchants had backing from powerful sects in the Central Plains Martial Arts World, it made no difference. After all, this was the Western Regions. Given Manichaeism's current power, even disciples from major sects in the Central Plains would have to keep their heads down when they came here. What more could be said for mere merchants who were essentially just dogs raised by those sects?
If they were killed here, once the martial arts sects learned the truth, they might curse Manichaeism and verbally criticize them, but that would be the end of it. In fact, if these merchants were killed, it would be in vain; those martial arts sects would not seek revenge for them but would privately complain about their foolishness instead. They would simply replace them with a more sensible representative and would never go through the trouble of sending strong fighters to confront Manichaeism on their behalf.
Sure enough, just as the instigator raised his arm to rally support, a Dao Sword swept through, and blood sprayed from his throat like a fountain, shocking the other merchants into pale faces.
Sun Youliang squinted and coldly snorted, "If you don't want to buy, you can leave on your own. But if you dare to incite others and oppose my Holy Church, I want to see how many heads you have! If I kill you, will your backers seek revenge for you?"
Although there seemed to be many Innate-level guards in these merchants' caravans, those people were not there to serve these merchants! It was one thing to protect the caravan from bandits along the way; it was another entirely to stand against a major sect like Manichaeism. Even if given a water tank as courage, they wouldn't dare.
Which is more important: reward or life? Anyone who isn't a fool knows how to distinguish between the two.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." It was no joke; facing someone who could kill without hesitation like this made these wealthy merchants feel as helpless as little chicks.
Even if they didn't want to buy, they didn't dare to leave without the word from this person in front of them. Sun Youliang watched as their faces turned pale, some even feeling nauseous and vomiting, while others trembled so much that they wet their pants. He couldn't help but wave his hand and said, "Forget it. Since we've seen blood today, let's not hold the bidding session for now. You all go back and rest well for the night, think it over carefully, and then decide whether or not to buy my Manichaeism's Special Products. Xiao Xizi, see them off!"
The little assistant, Xiao Xizi, had a good eye and immediately led these Wandering Merchants out. The news of Sun Youliang's violent act spread like wildfire that day. Within Manichaeism, opinions were divided; however, criticism was the mainstream view. They believed he was too reckless, relying on the leader's favor without knowing how to be more tactful.
However, a day later, the outcome surprised everyone. Those merchants from the Central Plains actually agreed to Jiang Han's astonishing price to purchase the Special Products in Manichaeism's possession. Of course, they didn't all take it on themselves; with their wealth, they couldn't handle such a large batch of Special Products alone. Instead, dozens of merchant groups each took a portion of the Special Products, allowing Manichaeism to earn a significant profit, even startling Jiang Han.
"Three million taels of silver!"
It's worth noting that before Jiang Han took over, Manichaeism's annual income was only around two hundred thousand taels, with an annual surplus of less than ten thousand taels. Even after killing many and seizing numerous sects, they certainly hadn't accumulated even one hundred thousand taels in silver; most of their assets were martial arts skills, Panaceas, and Heavenly Genius Treasures.
However, for the lower-level disciples, silver was incredibly important. Without silver in hand, even visiting a brothel lacked confidence! Let alone calling several girls at once!
"Indeed, monopolizing business is the way to make money," Jiang Han sighed.
This business is not a one-time deal; there will be a large sum of silver coming in every year.
"Hehe, I, Old Wei, just can't understand it. Why do these merchants seem like they've been kicked in the head by a donkey? They actually dare to agree to such a high price. If this batch of goods is sold to the Central Plains, it's not even about making a profit; it's good enough if they don't lose money."
Don't be fooled by Wei Yixiao's seemingly lack of calculation; he is quite perceptive and has already figured it out. The journey from the Central Plains to the Western Regions can take as long as half a year for the farthest state. Moreover, besides hiring some assistants from the merchant caravan, they also need to hire some Innate Realm and Acquired Realm martial artists as guards or escorts. They have to deal with the exploitation from the Government and Prestigious Sects, as well as pay their respects to various lords.
By the time they make the round trip, they are basically just earning a bit of noise.
Many people nodded in agreement.
Seeing their expressions, Jiang Han couldn't help but laugh and said, "Stop worrying about them. These merchants are sharper than ghosts; they would never engage in a losing deal just to make noise. They will still make money off this batch of goods, and it might even be quite a lot.
The reasoning is simple: we raise the price for them, and when they return to the Central Plains, they can raise their prices too. After all, they can't afford to lose money!"
Just like in later times, when raw material prices rise, do manufacturers and merchants stop making profits? They might even be glad to find an excuse to raise prices!
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