In the 12th lifetime, the only one who first learned that the Lingwu Grass Island was destroyed, and then the only ones who were preparing to take advantage of this were a small group of people, including He Zhenghao.
From beginning to end, the influence of the Lingwu Grass storm was limited to several states.
But in this life, when the Zhuang man turned from Aoki Huasheng Zhenjun to Jiao Xiuyuan, who had no idea what kind of cultivation skills, but his business was spread throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation, the situation changed tremendously.
Countless puppets acted as propaganda machines.
Through various channels, the news of the destruction of Lingwu Island quietly spread throughout the Xuanhuang Realm within half a day.
Even among the monks who heard this news, only one percent had speculative ideas. And only one percent had speculative ideas in the end.
This is also an extremely huge number.
What's more, the Wanxian Alliance, which has difficulty accumulating contributions through ordinary means, will make a big profit by making a fortune. Not many monks are willing to miss it.
So in fact, the number of monks who participated in the hype of Lingwu Grass was far more than this number.
Although most monks are not very wealthy, they can still afford to buy one or two spiritual mist grasses.
With the idea that it was a little bit profitable, many cultivators rushed back to the Tianxuan Mirror as fast as possible, and rushed to buy the Spirit Mist Grass.
So, after half a day after He Zhenghao sent a message to Li Fan.
The price of Lingwu Grass has increased from 22 points to 35 points per plant.
It is 25 points higher than the peak price of Li Fan in the 12th generation, and 10 points higher.
Moreover, the upward trend is far from the intention to end.
He Zhenghao's excited voice kept coming.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Li Fan, I'm right, the price of Lingwu Grass will definitely rise again!"
"It rose by 50% in half a day, and I made back all the losses I had before!"
"Fellow Daoist remember, don't sell the Spirit Mist Grass in your hand now. You don't know that the news of the significant reduction in production of the Spirit Mist Grass is now circulating in the outside world. I wonder how many monks are joining the ranks of purchases."
"We all agreed that it is far from time to lose. At least, it will increase by another 50%!"
"Hahaha, my Nascent Soul Technique is hopeful!"
He Zhenghao was extremely excited.
Li Fan replied perfunctorily and praised him for a few words.
But my attention was focused on my clone.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao, I think the price has increased a lot now. We can cash it, right?" Li Fan asked tentatively as he looked at the numbers in Tianxuan Xiaojing in front of him, who were still rising steadily.
Jiao Xiuyuan's face did not have much excitement.
He closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, shook his head: "No, it's not too late."
"There are even greater variables that have not yet arrived, so just wait with peace of mind."
"Big bigger variable?" Li Fan paced back and forth in Qianli Hall, constantly thinking in his heart.
"According to common sense, the price of this Lingwu Grass has risen to an extremely high level. I wonder what this so-called variable is?"
However, Li Fan knew that with the Five Elements Cave Heaven, no matter how high the price of Lingwu Grass would rise, the final outcome would be to fall into dust.
Even if he didn't have time to cash out, he would only lose 10,000 points in contribution at most.
He could make money easily, so he was completely unhappy and watched the situation develop.
There are many people who decided to take a look like Li Fan.
For example, the true Lord Aoki Huasheng.
He has nearly 10,000 spiritual mist grasses planted in his cave.
A few days ago, he accidentally heard that a super-large wood-attribute cave appeared to have been discovered at the alliance headquarters recently. There were countless spiritual herbs in it.
I'm afraid the price of Lingwu Grass will plummet in the future.
So, he began to sell the Lingwu grass in his hands in an orderly manner. Although he had shipped as slowly as possible, he suppressed the price fluctuations of the Lingwu grass within the usual range.
But the price of Lingwu Grass is still falling uncontrollably, from the high range of 21 points to the historical low price of 18 points.
True Lord Aoki Huasheng immediately understood that he was definitely not the only one who knew the news.
However, for the sake of their own interests, everyone tacitly chose to ship slowly, so as not to let the price collapse all of a sudden.
Just when Qingmu sold most of the 10,000 Lingwu grasses, he suddenly realized that the price of Lingwu grasses suddenly stopped falling, but also began a large-scale rebound.
Before he could react, the price had risen back to its previous level.
If something goes wrong, it is a monster.
Aoki immediately launched a relationship and found out the possible cause of the incident.
Lingwu Island was destroyed, and the spiritual mist grass planted on the island was destroyed.
Aoki, who had a keen sense of smell, immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity.
So he decisively switched from selling to buying, and bought all the spiritual mist grass he had sold before.
Although I lost a lot of money every time, the price of Lingwu Grass soon began a new round of surges.
He turned his losses into profits in one fell swoop.
The fierce rise made Aoki feel surprised and also felt a terrified heart.
Focusing on planting various spiritual plants, most monks of the Wanxian League know about the Spirit Fog Grass.
The price of 35 points is obviously beyond its own value.
Not to mention the existence of the wood-attribute cave heaven, the Spirit Mist Grass will definitely fall back in the end.
However, holding more than 10,000 Lingwu grasses in hand, Aoki decided to prepare for shipment.
Looking at the Lingwu Grass's rise as if it had no end, he hesitated.
"Or... look at it again?"
"This surge is obviously a bit abnormal. There are many signs of fueling the fire behind it."
"Maybe, it will rise a little more?"
Once thoughts arise, you can never let go of them again.
After all, for Aoki, every little increase in the price of Lingwu Grass, he can contribute more than 10,000 points.
Even for the True Lord of the Nascent Soul, more than 10,000 contributions are not so easy to obtain.
He has done his best to take care of these spiritual mist grasses on weekdays and has squandered a lot of effort.
If you work hard, you can only earn tens of thousands of dollars in hard work.
And now, in the blink of an eye, all this can be easily obtained.
The young Aoki Masaru is fashionable and doesn’t understand why floating profit is not profit.
Faced with the crazy increase in wealth on the books, Aoki Masaru was lost.
He decided to wait until the price of Lingwu Grass rises a little further before taking action on the Lingwu Grass in his hands.
"As the news that the wood-attribute cave heaven was discovered is made public, the price of spiritual plants will definitely get lower and lower in the future."
"It will become more and more difficult for me to earn contribution."
"The opportunity is rare. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to make a last shot, you will definitely regret it in the future."
Seeing the price continue to rise, Aoki Masaru gradually turned red.
Chapter completed!