Chapter 482

In Zhang Yu’s field of vision, a vast amount of information and matter surged forward—whether it was the souls, thoughts, qi-blood, or mana of the factory workers, all of it was frantically drawn into that yin artifact.

Even Zhang Yu himself felt a stirring throughout his entire body; if not for the protection of the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Tower, the situation would have been dire.

In particular, the crystal at his brow pulsed and throbbed as if it might fly out at any moment.

In that instant, that yin artifact—whose origin was unknown—seemed to transform into a black hole, crazily devouring every memory, emotion, flesh and blood, mana…

Meanwhile, the workers were visibly shrinking and thinning at a rate one could see with the naked eye, as if they were turning into skeletons.

Just then, another figure descended in the spirit realm.

Divine Lord Myriad Transformations said coldly, “Nectar, you are far too audacious.”

Divine Lord Nectar chuckled and said, “So what if I’m audacious? Worst case, I’ll just pay compensation.”

“Compensation…” Divine Lord Myriad Transformations said flatly, “Fine, how much can you pay?”

The next moment, to Zhang Yu’s surprise, a price-increase notification popped up.

Then he discovered that everything around him had begun to skyrocket in price.

Whether it was the factory equipment, the value of the personnel, the materials scattered all over the floor, or even the compensation for the college graduates… everything, everything was wildly inflating.

Watching this scene, Zhang Yu felt that there was nothing but endless crisis all around him; if he took even a single wrong step and accidentally bumped into something, he would probably be left completely bankrupt.

And from the spirit realm came Divine Lord Nectar’s surprised voice: “You old trickster Myriad Transformations, since when have you been able to control prices to this extent?”

Divine Lord Myriad Transformations said, “Nectar, this trick is called ‘hurting the opponent with one’s own capital.’ You want to fight? Then keep throwing money.”

“Still… do you have the skill to outspend me?”

After a cold snort, all the strange phenomena vanished into nothing. The yin artifact that had been about to devour everything was also gone without a trace, disappearing to an unknown place.

Zhang Yu felt his body lighten, and everything returned to normal.

Only the damage to the factory buildings and equipment around him, along with the workers who looked like they had almost turned into skeletons, testified that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

Remembering the sudden price surge, Zhang Yu immediately searched for information through his Eye Skeleton and found that in the past few seconds, throughout the entire university town of Ten Thousand Methods University, prices had undergone violent fluctuations—skyrocketing wildly before crashing back to their original state.

Zhang Yu gasped, watching this scene, and felt it was even more terrifying than seeing Divine Lord Nectar destroy the factory.

“Divine Lord Myriad Transformations, in the blink of an eye, could churn the prices in the university town like this?”

“That means, if he was willing, he could probably trigger a level-3, level-5, or even higher financial storm in the university town with a single thought, making countless people in the university town lose everything…”

“Then if two university Divinity Transformation cultivators fought, what kind of economic turmoil would they cause? How many people would lose their lives and have their souls extinguished?”

“No wonder the Ten Greats don’t fight each other—if they really did, how terrifying would the intensity be?”

Just thinking about it made Zhang Yu’s heart tremble.

It wasn’t even a question of hiding or not; under the influence of the spirit realm and the economy, even people not on the battlefield could find their wealth and home stripped away when two Divinity Transformation cultivators clashed.

Zhang Yu couldn’t help recalling what Fuji had once told him: after he started his company, it wasn’t that he served the company, but that the employees and the company all depended on him, served him, and took care of the trivial tasks so he could focus on more important matters—he was the company’s greatest asset.

Zhang Yu thought to himself: “Is a university also like this? Not that Divinity Transformations depend on the university, but the university depends on the Divinity Transformations?”

“If it weren’t for the Ten Great Sects and the Heavenly Court pressing down from above, universities… might look completely different.”

Just then, Zhang Yu suddenly heard a voice in his mind.

“Everything just produced in the factory… is ruined.”

Zhang Yu was slightly startled, then realized the voice came from the crystal on his forehead.

As Zhang Yu was wondering what to do, the voice continued: “The things we made with endless overtime—why were they destroyed like that?”

Zhang Yu thought: “They’ll compensate anyway.”

It was as if the other party had heard his thoughts, and said directly: “Compensate? Will she repair this place?”

Zhang Yu’s heart shook: “You can hear my thoughts?”

The other party continued to ask: “Will it be repaired?”

Zhang Yu didn’t want to answer, but his thoughts didn’t stop: “How could Divine Lord Nectar personally come to repair it? She’ll definitely just pay compensation.”

The Nectar woman asked again: “Where does the money come from?”

Zhang Yu didn't want to answer at all, but couldn't help thinking out the answer in his mind as the other person asked: "Money is earned after working."

Jade Nectar Maiden: "So Jade Nectar Lord is also working? She works somewhere else, then earns money to compensate these people for their work results?"

Zhang Yu said nothing. He thought it over in his mind, making his inner voice also somewhat conflicted and vague: "Jade Nectar Lord might have to work,

but it's unlikely that Jade Nectar Lord works. Anyway, her work is definitely not the same as ours."