Necropolis Immortal

ther swallowed hard and looked gleefully at the Trueriver King, then carefully at Qing Yu and the Intrance King.
Perhaps only these two women would be able to protect a madman like the Champion Duke.

Lu Yun saved four identity tokens for Azureclad and the others, and another one for the pitiful Qing Di.
He’d also wanted to save one for his convenient disciple, Dusksnow Morningstar, but the latter was at a crucial moment of comprehending the sword diagram and couldn’t spare attention for anything else.

Lu Yun earned nine million premium crystal veins at the end of the auction, neatly replenishing all of the purple crystals that the Immortal Pagoda had traded for ghost crystals over the past year.

He didn’t plan on sharing them with Qing Ting or Coiling Dragon City—they wouldn’t be able to retain such a level of wealth.
What Qing Ting had obtained thus far was the limits of their ability to keep and protect.

Lu Yun could also sense dense malice circling in the air.
Regardless of what the Dragonling Assembly results were, he would be attacked as soon as the gathering was over.
High level kings were sure to move against him.

The combined total of nearly a thousand premium crystal veins was the equivalent of an enormous mine.
Even the current Redbud Mountain didn’t possess so many minor crystal veins.
But Lu Yun didn’t care about this.
If any of them dared attack him, he’d let them know what the true Ten Valleys of Evil were!

With the conclusion of the auction, everyone who’d purchased a token huddled quietly next to Lu Yun and Qing Ting, receiving their protection.

“Should we charge a protection fee?” Qing Ting suddenly asked.
“Why don’t we blockade the bridge to Dragonhollow Mountain in a bit and force them to pay a toll!”

Her idea sent shudders of horror through everyone.

“Let’s not,” Lu Yun chuckled.
“We have enough wealth now and should avoid overdoing things.
If our greed knows no bounds, a tribulation will strike us.”

“Okay then.” Qing Ting was slightly unhappy, but quickly forgot about it when she thought of the purple crystals and treasures she now owned.

The other cultivators relaxed with relief as well; Lu Yun felt a massive cloud of goodwill burst from them and flow into his body to be absorbed by the Karmic Tree.
The bald tree swiftly budded a hundred and eight thousand karmic fruits that weren’t ripe yet.

“I’m… obviously the villain here, so why are they thanking me?” Lu Yun didn’t really understand it.
He’d robbed the entire city and taken all of their belongings, then forced them to spend even more money to buy back what was theirs…

He definitely wasn’t running a charity here.

The identity token was a right to participate, a hope, but that didn’t mean they were guaranteed benefits from the Dragonling Assembly.

“I don’t get it… not at all.
Forget it, I’m not thinking more about that.” Lu Yun stood on the eastern city walls and looked to the Hongmeng Sea in the east.

Instead of being a shade of blue, it was hazy purple and stretched on without end.
Fog drifted over its surface, obscuring its true appearance.

The kings in the city stared longingly at Lu Yun, deeply wishing that he’d somehow lose his mind and visit the shore.
They couldn’t move in the city, but the shores of the sea were outside Dragonsea City.

Lu Yun was no idiot.

“Aoooou!” A piercing dragon croon traveled from the Hongmeng Sea as an enormous dragon of seven colors surged out of it and rushed for the city.
It turned into a massive rainbow bridge when it reached the city walls, connecting Dragonhollow Mountain and Dragonsea city.

Lu Yun’s identity token dissolved into rainbow radiance the moment it appeared, lifting him up to the bridge.