Chapter 367: Can the God of Treacherous Merchants Give Discounts?

The silver coin hadn't changed—he was still the same guy who, armed with nothing but a vial of Holy Essence, dared to subvert a Holy Attendant; who, with a single sapling of the World Tree, dared to hoodwink the elves; and who, the moment Seeing Ange covered him, dared to egg on the Grand Sage and Harvey into planting crops.

The Goblin Commerce Guild was a commercial organization with several thousand years of history. Although it bore the name "Goblin," it actually encompassed every commercial talent in the world—humans, elves, minotaurs, anyone could join the Goblin Commerce Guild, except dwarves.

The three great guilds of the world—the Mage Guild, the Mercenary Guild, and the Goblin Commerce Guild—were all massive organizations that transcended boundaries of nation, ethnicity, race, and plane. And now, the silver coin was actually saying he wanted to acquire it?

Lord Nai Ge Li Si felt he was talking nonsense.

"No, no, it's a guild—pay enough and they'll sell. What's impossible about that? If they won't sell, it just means the price isn't high enough. So I won't pay coin. Grain franchise rights, beauty coupons, resurrection coupons, specialty franchise rights—there's always something they'll think is enough."

"The Goblin Commerce Guild has several hundred caravans. If I can buy half of them, the Goblin Commerce Guild is finished. By then, the entire commercial system won't recognize the Goblin Commerce Guild's various privileges—especially for Bulk Goods like grain and cloth—and the remaining half will accelerate their departure too."

"At that point, the Goblin Commerce Guild will send people to kill me, or destroy my organizational structure, eliminate me physically. When that happens, I'll go find Lord Anthony, pay him taxes, and have him protect me."

"In a few years, the Goblin Commerce Guild will fall apart. I'll buy up the rest, replace it with the Silver Light Commerce Guild, and that's that. Oh, right—that's exactly how I bought the Silver Light Commerce Guild."

Back in the day, the silver coin had been one of the vice-presidents of the Silver Light Commerce Guild. After getting his hands on the Holy Essence, he pivoted his business, left the Silver Light Commerce Guild, and renamed it the Silver Commerce Guild. But after securing the elves' exclusive distribution rights, he turned around and bought the Silver Light Commerce Guild right back.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si was dumbfounded, and finally muttered, "You treacherous merchant…"

As Lord Nai Ge Li Si spoke, a spark flickered into being before the silver coin.

Seeing Ange, who had been absorbed in planting vegetables, couldn't help but look up at that spark.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si also stared blankly at the spark, and the silver coin looked at it in confusion: "What is this thing?"

"The… the Faith Flame, the Flame of All Faith." Lord Nai Ge Li Si couldn't even speak properly: "I lit it?"

It seemed that just because of his one sentence—"You treacherous merchant"—the silver coin had been ignited with the Faith Flame. What kind of ridiculous plot was this? Too absurd, right?

Back then, Seeing Ange's Faith Flame for the Planting Divine Spark had also been lit by him. But the problem was, Seeing Ange himself already possessed tremendous divine power—igniting the divine flame was simply a natural course.

What was the silver coin? Just a goblin swindler—why could he also ignite the Faith Flame?

Even more jaw-dropping was the silver coin himself. Just as Lord Nai Ge Li Si had said, he was merely a goblin merchant—completely unconnected to gods, demons, faith, or divine sparks. He had never developed any believers either. So why had he inexplicably ignited the Faith Flame?

What Faith Flame? The Faith Flame of the God of Treacherous Merchants?

If it was the God of Trecherous Merchants, the silver coin immediately thought of a question: "When I buy things, can I get a discount?"

Lord Nai Ge Li Si was so angry he wished he could pin the silver coin to the ground and beat him up.

Seeing Ange walked over, reached out and poked it, and the Faith Flame instantly brightened by several degrees.

After absorbing the Faith Flame and discovering that buying goods couldn't be discounted, the silver coin lost all interest. After taking his leave of Seeing Ange, the silver coin scurried off without a trace.

He had already stayed in the Abyss for a very long time, directing things remotely the whole time—there were far too many matters that needed handling.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si sighed at length: "How could this happen? Why could the silver coin ignite the Faith Flame? Is igniting the Faith Flame really that easy?"

Duruchen didn't understand this system very well, but he knew how to analyze problems. He guessed: "You've already ignited two Faith Flames—could it be because of you? Your mouth is especially effective. Could it be that you're not a Mouth of Misfortune, but a Mouth of Fortune?"

Saying this, he threw an arm around Lord Nai Ge Li Si's neck: "Say something to me, give it a try."

Lord Nai Ge Li Si glared at him irritably: "You kobold."

Duruchen very cooperatively barked once: "Woof."

Luther came over, pushed Duruchen aside, and said rubbing his hands together: "Lord God of Knowledge, please light my fire for me—I want to be the number one Sword Saint under heaven."

"Alright, Beet Sword Saint," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said.

"No, no, no—the number one Sword Saint under heaven," Luther corrected.

"Alright, the number one Beet Sword Saint under heaven," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said.

"It's over, the God of Knowledge has gone deaf, can't even hear words clearly anymore." Luther walked off in anguish.

Lightning Brain poked its head over: "Lord Nai Ge, call me Son of Lei Ting, or I'll come block your door tonight and curse you out."

Lord Nai Ge Li Si shot it a look, then turned and shouted. A little squirrel darted over like lightning, clutching an elf bean in its paws.

Just as the little squirrel darted over, Lightning had already zipped away like a flash.

Lisa walked over with a smile.

Able to handle Luther but unable to handle Lisa, Lord Nai Ge Li Si was forced back into service. He called out everyone's title, and for those who didn't have one yet, he made one up on the spot.

Unfortunately, no one was able to ignite another Faith Flame like the silver coin had.

……

"Village chief, village chief, how much further do we have to go? My shoes are about to catch fire—I just bought them!" In the dry, desolate desert, a few old farmer-looking figures trudged through the scorching sands. One of the younger ones asked weakly.

The blazing sun had scorched him to the point that he didn't even have the strength to speak—he could only walk and ache over his new shoes.

"I asked that brass dragon, and it said if we keep heading southeast, we'll reach the Southern Swamp," the village chief said, a little annoyed and regretful.

"Did… did the brass dragon say how long it would take?" the young farmer asked.

"Uh, it didn't. But no matter how far it is, a few days of walking should get us there, right? When we came by ship, we took a big detour and it only took a month. Now we're going straight—it's gotta be faster than the ship." The village chief said with great confidence.

"Why do I feel like something's off? Village chief, have you ever traveled far before? Ever left the swamp? Ever seen a desert?" another companion in the group chimed in.

"N-no, but what's that got to do with anything? Lord Huang Tong Dragon said just go straight. It said, 'If you've got the guts, just walk—you'll definitely get there.'" The village chief said, lacking conviction.

The young farmer said: "I think you've misunderstood what it meant. What it meant was, 'If you can walk there, you've definitely got the guts.' Village chief, how about we turn back and just take the ship?"

"Over ten magic crystals for one ship ticket—are you crazy, taking the ship? Walk, walk, walk, stop wasting words."

"But didn't Lord Starfall reimburse our ship tickets?"

"Reimburse is reimburse, but isn't the money saved still money? Whatever we save, we'll use to fix your house and get you a wife when we get back."

As they chattered on, the sound of hoofbeats rang out behind them. They turned and saw a sturdy, pitch-black "horse" carrying four fellows galloping toward them—and among them was that very brass dragon that had tricked them into walking home.

The pitch-black "horse" also sprayed a faint mist from its body. Where the mist fell onto the sand on the ground, the sand visibly underwent a kind of "bleeding" change.

The two parties brushed past each other. The four fellows on horseback tilted their heads, looking at them with blank faces. The brass dragon at the back was especially horrified: "Are you insane?"