Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 1073: Chapter 652: Heavenly Craftsmen

Such was the case, several years later.

“It’s up, it’s up again!”

“How did it rise again?”

“These damn gamblers!”

Inside the Sky-reaching Tower, in the various floor zones, the doors of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion’s shops were still lined with long queues of people gritting their teeth, regretting their decisions, and with eyes red with rage, displaying all the vicissitudes of life, and the coldness of the world.

Years before, a panicky bank run had caused the value of the Ten Thousand Dao Points to plunge overnight, leaving countless Lords with nothing,

But unexpectedly, the market for Ten Thousand Dao Points did not collapse entirely as anticipated after several years of panicky exchange.

Although the price had fallen a lot compared to before, which could be described as falling from the peak to the valley, the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion did not close down; instead, it kept trading, putting up batches of goods from time to time, which caused the prices of the Ten Thousand Dao Points to bounce.

While at this time, the major powers would step in, continuing to sell off Ten Thousand Dao Points and snatch up Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion’s goods, pushing the upward momentum down again, but that was all they managed—they couldn’t suppress it entirely.

So, several years passed, and the once plummeted Ten Thousand Dao Points began to gradually rebound, the pressure from the major powers increasingly ineffective.

Because they had fewer and fewer Ten Thousand Dao Points, some desperate figures, like those from the Heaven-connecting Immortal Palace, even had to buy back in and sell again, to suppress the upward trend.

This might sound contradictory, but it was actually not hard to understand; buying back in and selling again might cause a loss to oneself and a profit to the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, but it could still regulate the market and strike fear in the hearts of the Independent People thinking of entering the game, a true strategy of ‘killing the enemy a thousand at the cost of losing eight hundred of its own.’

Only a power such as the Heaven-connecting Immortal Palace, at the Ninth Order, with ancient heritage and profound potentiality, could afford such a maneuver, pressuring others with their power, trading pain for fame.

If it were a common merchant subjected to such assaults, they would have long been unable to hold out and would have closed down.

But the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion was no common merchant; its resources were equally profound, and it had not been completely crushed up to this day, even managing to put up goods for sale and counterattack, forcing them to bleed along with it.

To this day, while not a situation where both sides perished together, it was still a scenario where both sides suffered considerable losses.

But the losses of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion had reached their limits, they would not deepen further; they only needed to wait for the clouds to scatter and the moon to appear.

Because…

“These people, they really are not afraid of death!”

“Entering the market at this time to scoop up bargains, these bastards won’t lose it all!”

“Damn gamblers, gambling until they have nothing left!”

“When they enter now, at most they will stabilize the market for the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, but to reap benefits, it will take at least three thousand years, when the safe period is over and the Demon Abyss is defeated again.”

“Three thousand years, how many of them can wait that long?”

“With this time and capital, wouldn’t it be better to do something else?”

“If you are going to gamble, you should have done it earlier; if you had entered earlier, the Ten Thousand Dao Points wouldn’t have crashed like this. Now that the price has plummeted and everyone has retreated, you run over to scoop up bargains. Aren’t you just stepping on other people as stepping stones?”

“Bastards, a bunch of bastards!”

“You won’t lose enough…”

Watching the crowd lining up in front of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, several Lords bitterly cursed outside, with eyes red and yet powerless.

The panicky exchange led to the crash of Ten Thousand Dao Points’ prices and resulted in heavy losses for the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion during this bank run.

But after all, it was just heavy losses, not total destruction, not losing everything; now they were even rebounding from the bottom, with the funding of a crowd of gamblers gradually stabilizing the situation, making the plummeted Ten Thousand Dao Points slowly rise.

This left those who had panic-sold previously and painfully exited, furious and wishing they could beat all these gamblers to death.

If these gamblers hadn’t scooped up Ten Thousand Dao Points at the last moment, the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion would not have received this injection of capital, and would have continued to be in a state of ‘Serious Damage to the Vital Energy’, without enough resources for the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion Master, who had reached the Seventh Tier, to build strength and prepare to combat the Demon Abyss during the safe period.

In that case, only destruction awaited the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, completely crushed by the Demon Abyss three thousand years later.

But now this “if” is not valid, the gamblers who entered at the last moment gave their fortunes for the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion to stabilize the market of the Ten Thousand Dao Points.

Giving capital to the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion was essentially funding the Pavilion Master, allowing him, who had ‘Seriously Damage to the Vital Energy’, to regain development capital.

The most, most vicious part was that these gamblers would also lead others to become new gamblers jumping into the fray, even creating a trend, a “scoop up bargains” trend, which revitalized the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

The public is blind; they can engage in panic selling as much as they can engage in fervent bargain buying; once this trend forms, that trace of unwillingness and luck in their hearts would be stirred up.

Once this unwillingness and luck were provoked, they would become gamblers, throwing themselves into the fray making the Ten Thousand Dao Points turn from certain defeat, turning these who had withdrawn early and cut losses into the real losers.

How could this be accepted?

It’s not the shortage that we fear, but the inequity; some matters are feared in comparison,

People can accept their defeats, but they struggle to accept others’ successes, especially those paved by their own failures.

After all, the former has already become reality, they must accept it whether they like it or not, while the latter is now becoming reality.

Therefore, even though they had already cut their losses and left, people still gathered in front of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, watching the “gamblers” now lining up to enter, cursing through gritted teeth, and even verbally attacking, attempting to change the direction of the wind.

To this, a group of “gamblers” simply retorted.

“I’ll lose if I lose, I’m willing!”

“I just want to scoop up bargains, I’ll still buy even if I lose; what, do you have a problem with that?”