I Am Supreme

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lang Fantian, Feng Guohai and the rest were members of the General Commerce League. For them to assume such high positions, it was not a great surprise that they were profound in the ways of business. They knew full well that what Yun Yang had said was incredibly reasonable. Not only was he thinking for himself, but he had also considered both parties' pros and cons comprehensively. His sincerity was something to be given due credit.

"Brother Yun is levelheaded," said Lang Fantian, "We've been too concerned with the magical Qi of vitality, so much so that we got impatient."

He pondered for a while, but ultimately could not hold himself back and asked, "How long do you think is appropriate before we enter again?"

"The next time we go in… It would be best if we prepare twenty percent more than what we have this time."

Yun Yang stated the terms before giving the question some thought and answered, "As for when to enter… We should wait at least half a month more. This duration is already considered tight. We can't shorten it any further."

He placed heavy emphasis on his words. "After the next trip, it's better that the next one takes an even longer gap."

"Half a month… Will that be too long?" Lang Fantian mused.

"This is already the shortest period, much shorter than all the previous excursions between my entrance to the Spirit's Grave," said Yun Yang decisively, "There's something else I must state first. Other than the heaven and earth resources, as well as upper-class spiritual jade pieces and mystical steels, the goods that are to be traded after a few more trips will require the force of providence."

He chuckled bitterly and spread his arms to show his helplessness in the situation. "Honestly, my initial plan was to slow down the frequency of me entering the Spirit's Grave and at the same time speed up my school's establishment in hopes that I could acquire a certain level of providence. Now, my Residence of Nine Supremes has just been built - how is it just heaven and earth's distance to acquire the force of providence? If I weren't able to send in what is needed, I'm afraid my rights to enter will be forfeited. That'd be a real shame…"

"Due to this, we must leave some time for ourselves in order for the sect to have room for development. At the very least, we have to establish the qualification to contest for the force of providence… Only then can the far future be brought into the discussion."

Lang Fantian thought deeply and commented slowly, "Brother Yun does make sense."

On the side, the other five people from the General Commerce League nodded as well, after careful consideration.

According to common logic, Yun Yang should hit the iron while it was hot and further expand his achievements. This was business they were talking about! In spite of this, Yun Yang went the opposite way; not only was he not in a hurry, but he was also advising the rest to take their time as well…

With his behavior, everyone's doubts regarding the Spirit's Grave diminished dramatically, while their admiration for Yun Yang spiked. If they were in his shoes, they might not have been able to do any better with such clarity under the huge temptation of profit.

This was the judicious mind that should be equipped by someone who was ready to take on the world!

It was akin to fishing at the same spot due to one's impatience to gain profit. It would be the worst thing that could happen when the day nothing could be exchanged and even the Spirit's Grave could no longer be entered came.

Yun Yang's personal safety was irrelevant to their grand ambitions, but the General Commerce League's hope to soar by leveraging on him would crumble into pieces.

"Brother Yun is far-sighted and circumspect. We're very impressed," chorused the group.

"Half a month it shall be!"

Lang Fantian said, "The resources I've brought along this time is sufficient for three to four trips, according to the amount we've traded this time…"

He sighed, "As Brother Yun has said, the materials the General Commerce League can gather is also limited. What I've taken this time is half of the entire General Commerce League's tens of thousands of years' assets… However, our supplies won't be able to support too many more of these transactions. If we're anxious for quick wins, it would truly be a fool's action…"

"Vice Chief Lang, don't worry. We brothers shall try our best. As long as one is determined to seek these materials, nothing is impossible, for the world is vast."

Wan Qingliu and Bai Yuxi were suddenly filled with confidence, the glow in their eyes intensifying. Both of them had made up their minds. If nothing could actually be done, they would steal them - they would just resort to robbing people! Regardless of the circumstances, they would collect as much of these resources as they could… The entire continent was filled with such!

If they were to consider their reputations… well, they would cover up their faces then.

"It's decided then. We'll enter again half a month later," Yun Yang announced.

"Very well."

Lang Fantian was an easygoing person, never delaying what could be decided easily. He was firm as he said, "The five of us will leave now to the headquarters. It's necessary that we report this in detail to the Chief for future plans and decide on our next course of action."

Yun Yang nodded as a sign of understanding.

Wan Qingliu and Bai Yuxi were rather reluctant but they had no choice. It was required of them to return. Only by returning and reporting the matter could this episode be completely proven. Once the higher authorities came to a unanimous voice, everything would be easier to manage.

Furthermore, the entire matter had previously been reported by Lang Fantian, Xiao Yushu, Gu Jiuxiao, and Feng Guohai. The four of them rode the same boat, how could their words contain any weight again?

By definition, the two elders were the real witnesses. Who would return if not them?

As for Song Changgong, he wished to stay put and take care of Li Yixin. No one dared interrupt him. It was, of course, the most convincing for Song Changgong to go back, but who would be willing to light the torch? Li Yixin had come to the end of his life now that death could come and collect him at any time.

What if Li Yixin died while Song Changgong went back? Who could face his wrath?

This was a risk they would not take.

As for asking Song Changgong to return with Li Yixin, the group decided that it was best to not even mention such a possibility. Whoever suggested it would most probably be chopped into pieces by Song Changgong instantly.

"Goodbye!"

Lang Fantian cupped his fist and wished the others warmly, "Brother Yun, do work hard. The lower class Celestial Luck Banner meet will commence in less than half a year's time. I wish you the qualification to challenge the flag."

Previously, Lang Fantian was not at all worried about Yun Yang's sect, thus he had not posed any questions. The development speed of a newly built sect by someone insignificant was irrelevant to him. As for contesting for the Celestial Luck Banner… was he dreaming?

Was the flag so easy to be bagged?

Now, however, Lang Fantian was more concerned about this issue than everyone else, even more than Yun Yang, the founder of the school.

Truth be told, he even felt like joining and fighting for the Residence of Nine Supremes! It was too crucial for the sect to snatch the providence flag. This was a chance that should not be missed!

Yun Yang nodded.

"Don't worry!"

He thought, 'I'm even more worried than you are…'