Seeing Jiang Pingan appear, Mo Chong subconsciously felt panic.
He didn't know why this happened. Maybe it was because every time he saw Jiang Ping'an, something bad always happened, and his body formed some kind of reflex.
Don't suppress the negative emotions in your heart. The purchase of elixirs and magic weapons is a foregone conclusion, so why are you panicking?
"Jiang Ping'an, it's useless for you to stop me now. Several of our elders have passed the review and approval, and we will contact the Alchemy Sect and the Forging Immortal Sect soon..."
"Pa~"
A hand suddenly passed through the space and hit Mo Chong on the face, knocking him off his seat.
"What did you call me?"
Jiang Ping'an adjusted his black gloves with a stern expression.
Everyone present was stunned.
No one expected that Jiang Pingan would actually attack Mo Chong!
Mo Chong's face turned red. He clenched his fists, holding back his anger and shame. "Jiang... what the leader taught me is that I don't know etiquette and should be beaten."
Every word he spoke was squeezed out of his mouth, full of hatred.
"As long as you know how to fight, remember who is the leader."
Jiang Ping'an took the position of leader, and he had the aura of a superior person.
Mo Chong stood up and looked at Jiang Pingan coldly, "Master Jiang, where are the channels you mentioned? Where are the resources?"
"Leader, do you know that it was because you insisted on going your own way that you almost ruined the cooperation with the Alchemy Sect and the Immortal Forging Sect, and put our Demon God Sect in crisis?"
"Once you end your cooperation, you will be a sinner of the Demon God Sect!"
Mo Chong wanted to use this method to attack Jiang Pingan and vent his anger.
Jiang Ping'an ignored him, looked at the other elders, and asked, "Which senior is proficient in weapon refining?"
Wu Feiyu recovered from the shock and said: "Master, when I have nothing to do, I like to refine weapons. This hobby has been going on for thousands of years, and I can be considered a small success."
"Why does the leader ask this?"
Jiang Ping'an took out a golden long sword and threw it over, "How about this sword?"
Wu Feiyu didn't know what Jiang Ping'an meant by asking this now. Since he asked, he had to answer.
Holding the golden sword, he tried to inject spiritual energy into the sword. In an instant, the sword glow burst out, illuminating the entire hall with bright light.
Wu Feiyu's eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his finger and flicked it lightly.
The sound of the sword is clear to the ears, as sweet as music.
"Excellent!"
"This sword is the best among first-level magic weapons. From the sound, it should be made of extremely hard golden dragon stone."
"Golden dragon stone is hard and tough. Generally, a little bit is added when forging magic weapons, but this sword is made entirely of golden dragon stone."
"Not to mention the structure of the sword body, it is very exquisite. The most important thing is the runes on it. There are actually advanced runes that I have never seen before. It is extremely mysterious."
"There is even a small formation hidden on top, which stores energy inside and can unleash extremely powerful attack power at critical times."
"Although this sword is of the first level, it is enough even for some monks who have just entered the god transformation stage."
Wu Feiyu couldn't put it down because of how precious the sword was, but because it was so perfect, like art.
Although the other elders are not weapon refiners, they can still tell that it is a sword through the rune fluctuations on it.
"Estimate the price." Jiang Pingan said again.
"Now that a war has broken out and weapons are scarce, this sword can be sold for at least ten laws."
Wu Feiyu made a rough estimate.
Mo Chong, who was standing next to him, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Jiang, are you changing the subject? I'm asking you something, where are your channels? Where are the magic weapons and elixirs you promised?"
"Are you blind?"
Jiang Ping'an asked rhetorically.
Mo Chong felt a lump in his chest and almost lost his breath.
He, the great elder, was actually being reviled like this. None of the previous generation leaders were so crazy.
Mo suppressed the urge to slap Jiang Pingan to death and turned his eyes to the sword in Wu Feiyu's hand.
"Is this the resource you acquired? Who can share one sword? Do you know how many disciples our Demon God Sect has?"
"Who told you that this leader only has one weapon?"
Jiang Ping'an waved his hand, and thousands of swords seemed to pour out, making jingling sounds.
In an instant, the hall filled up became magnificent, and the swords flooded like scrap metal and piled up like mountains.
"This leader has one hundred thousand swords like this!"
All the elders present seemed to have been cast a restraining spell. They were stagnant in place, their eyes almost bulging out like giant frogs.
Even though they have seen many big scenes and are determined, their inner emotions are still fluctuating violently at this moment and they cannot calm down.
There are actually 100,000 such excellent swords!
One handle is worth ten laws, and one hundred thousand handles means one million laws!
Even the Forging Immortal Sect can't produce so many high-quality swords at one time, right?
If a war breaks out, and one hundred thousand Nascent Soul stage monks show off so many swords at the same time, the Nascent Soul stage monsters on the demon side will be scared to death!
Mo Chong's expression completely froze and his body slumped on the seat.
It's over, it's all over.
Jiang Pingan actually got so many swords.
How is this possible?
Where did Jiang Ping'an get so many high-quality swords?
If Jiang Ping'an really has such a powerful channel, then the acquisition of resources will not be a problem for their Mo family.
A large piece of fat meat was snatched away by Jiang Pingan.
"Please give me the money. These resources were borrowed from friends after a lot of effort."
Hearing Jiang Ping'an's words, the elders were pulled back from their thoughts.
"Master, where did you get these swords?"
Wu Feiyu's tone became more respectful than before.
With the leader's channel ability, he can become a guest of any major force.
Let Jiang Pingan be the leader of the Demon God Cult, which is a huge advantage for the Demon God Cult.
"Don't inquire about this kind of thing, and don't tell it. Anyone who tells it will betray the sect, understand?"
At the end of Jiang Ping'an's words, his expression turned cold and became extremely serious.
Everyone's body trembled and they stood up suddenly, "Understood!"
Only a fool would speak out, how could such a good thing be known to outsiders.
The elders gave Jiang Ping'an the resources in the Demon God Sect's treasure house.
This resource is worth one million laws, which is almost half a million yuan crystals.
Jiang Ping'an made a lot of money.
Because of the war in the wilderness, magic weapons are at a premium, and magic weapons in the Yuan world are cheaper.
By switching back and forth like this, a sword exchanged for contribution points earned ten laws, which is five yuan crystals.
"Does the Demon God Cult still have resources?"
Jiang Pingan was in a good mood.
Wu Feiyu sighed and shook his head, "No, due to the years of war and war preparations, resources are very scarce."
"Oh, forget it, I still have some high-end magic weapons, so I can only return them to my friends."
Jiang Pingan was ready to leave.
"Leader! Wait a minute! What high-level magic weapon is it?"
Wu Feiyu suddenly grabbed Jiang Pingan's arm.
Jiang Ping'an said: "Our Demon God Cult has no money, so it's useless to ask, that is, some second- and third-level items and a few secret treasures. We'll wait until our Demon God Cult has resources."
"Secret treasure!"
Upon hearing this, many elders' eyes widened slightly.
"Master, although the sect has no money, we still have a little bit of it ourselves. Can you see what the secret treasure is?"
"Yes, leader, take a look at the secret treasure. If it's good, we can chip in and buy it too."
A group of people are full of expectations for the secret treasure.
Jiang Pingan sneered in his heart, he knew these old guys would say this.
The Demon God Sect's treasury may not have money, but these three big families definitely have money.
