Protect Our Clan Leader Chapter 1562: 90 Wealth Flaunts Power! A Series of Poisonous

Chapter 1562: Chapter 90 Wealth Flaunts Power! A Series of Poisonous Sches

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The Mysterious Iron Market in Immortal City has gone mad.

The dignified Black Armor Division has been exposed for fraud, colluding with Dongqian to perform a short-selling sche. Using fake news, they suppressed the price of Xuan Iron Ingots and acquired ten thousand sets of Xuan Iron Ingots in the process.

Countless prominent families and comrce groups who “sold their Xuan Iron Ingots at low prices” are now cursing the Black Armor Division. Especially its director Zhao Xiqing and the Minister of the Immortal Soldiers Departnt, King of Zhennan—they have beco the targets of endless gossip and criticism.

If curses could kill, Zhao Xiqing and King of Zhennan might have already died countless tis.

In the wake of this turmoil, the previously high-priced Xuan Iron Ingots have surged once again, quickly breaking through eleven hundred, twelve hundred, and heading straight toward thirteen hundred.

anwhile,

At the Wei Family Comrce Headquarters in Immortal City, a eting is underway among the core mbers of the Wei Family.

A Great Elder flips through the account book with a puzzled expression: “Everyone, sothing seems off. Logically, at this price point, many small and dium prominent families with stock should hesitate to sell freely. Why are occasional batches of Xuan Iron Ingots still appearing in the market?”

“Perhaps… we’ve underestimated the inventory of Xuan Iron Ingots accumulated by these small and dium prominent families during the years of steady price increases,” another elder analyzes. “Since yesterday, no new batches have appeared in the market—they are likely already squeezed dry.”

“Rest assured, the Black Armor Division of the Immortal Soldiers Departnt can’t hold out much longer,” Wei Mingyu nonchalantly remarks with smug confidence. “Just this morning, King of Zhennan sent out a ssenger, expressing interest in earnest talks with us Wei Family.”

“Mingyu, how much Xuan Iron do we have in total on our books at this mont?” Wei Deming, the Old Ancestor, frowns slightly, sensing an ominous premonition.

“Probably around four or five hundred thousand?” Wei Mingyu replies. “These last few days, I’ve been focused on orchestrating the speculation and acquisition battles, so I haven’t kept tabs on the exact amount.”

One of the Great Elders imdiately opens the account book and quickly calculates. His expression shifts slightly: “We have over six hundred and ten thousand units of Xuan Iron Ingots in inventory!”

“That much? Far exceeding Black Armor Division’s needs.” Wei Mingyu is startled, but he quickly regains composure and says, “No need to panic, everyone. By now, nearly the entirety of the Immortal Dynasty’s Xuan Iron reserves should be in our hands.”

“As long as we Wei Family and the Han Clan jointly stop mining Xuan Iron, there’s no way anyone can produce such quantities even in a few hundred years. With this monopolistic supply-demand relationship, won’t the price of Xuan Iron Ingots be dictated entirely by us?”

“What’s more, Black Armor Division has at most ten to twenty thousand ingots—leaving a shortfall of nearly twenty thousand units. If we sell forty thousand sets at once, refusing to release even a single set less, Black Armor Division will have no choice but to buy. No matter the circumstances, this round, we profit imnsely.”

Following Wei Mingyu’s explanation, the assembled Great Elders feel reassured, each displaying expressions brimming with joy.

In this round, the Wei Family has earned such a massive amount of Immortal Crystals that each house and lineage can vie to cultivate several Great Heavenly Prides.

In the coming years, the Wei Family is set to experience imnse, leapfrog-style growth.

And just at this mont,

The door guard reports: “Old Ancestor Deming, King of Zhennan has co to pay his respects.”

Wei Deming’s spirits uplift, and he laughs heartily: “Mingyu, you were indeed correct in your prediction. This ti, let’s go greet King of Zhennan together.”

Outside the plaza at the Wei Family Main Residence, the luxurious flying carriage belonging to King of Zhennan has now co to a halt.

It’s only when the Wei Family mbers approach that King of Zhennan, clad in a grand Duke’s ceremonial robe and exuding an imposing presence, steps down from the flying carriage at a leisurely pace.

Following closely behind is the Black Armor Division Director Zhao Xiqing.

She remains dressed in her signature light blue long dress, her expression calm with an extraordinary deanor. Standing beside the Transcendent Void Realm King of Zhennan, she doesn’t appear overly overshadowed.

Although the prominent families engage in both overt and covert battles, the surface-level niceties of protocol cannot be dispensed with.

Soon, Old Ancestor Wei Deming, Wei Mingyu, and the core mbers of the Wei Family warmly escort the duo into the VIP hall of the Wei Family Comrce Headquarters.

After a round of polite formalities, everyone took their seats according to their status. Those ant to stand stood, followed by a round of Spirit Tea and Spirit Fruit offerings.

A few cups later,

The conversation finally delves into the main subject.

“Your Highness, this visit to our Wei Family Comrce is presumably regarding Xuan Iron Ingots?” Wei Deming respectfully bows with cupped hands. “However, Wei Family’s Mingyu has been overseeing this matter—it’s better for him to elaborate.”

“Go ahead,” King of Zhennan, calm and composed, sips his tea with an unreadable expression.

“Old Ancestor, Your Highness King of Zhennan,” Wei Mingyu performs the proper junior bow and confidently starts speaking, “Our Wei Family, over the course of several centuries, has indeed accumulated so Xuan Iron Ingots, but precisely for this reason, we’ve also been living on the edge financially. Sigh, with so many people in the family, the annual Immortal Crystal expenditure is a bottomless pit—poor as we are, many tis we’ve had to sell off assets to get by.”

King of Zhennan remains indifferent and even gestures for Wei Mingyu to continue. That gesture seed to say, “Go on with your performance.”

This was a gesture he had learned from Wang Fugui, believing it particularly satisfying in the current context.

“As Your Highness previously ntioned, these Xuan Iron Ingots are ant for crafting thirty thousand Black Armors to support the Human race’s battles on foreign battlefields,” Wei Mingyu continues with an air of righteous resolve. “As a mber of the Immortal Dynasty, our Wei Family naturally feels obligated to contribute. Therefore, we’ve decided to supply forty thousand sets of Xuan Iron Ingots to the Black Armor Division at a price one hundred Immortal Crystals below the market rate—selling at a loss for the greater good.”