Constituent contract - Chapter 600



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Episode 600 I Will Not Sell Your Secret

As soon as he sent Gwakyeon away, a disciple came in and told him that Jeongmunyong had arrived. Yongjin couldn’t help but feel joy, as if he had been greeted by rain when he was thirsty.

“Yongjin! I’m so glad you’re safe.”

Inside the room, Jeong Moon-yong hugged Yong-jin tightly and then punched Yong-jin in the chest.

“Please, stay still. This time I really surprised you. I owe you a lot this time. When you die, I have to go to the afterlife with you.”

“Haha, don’t worry. Am I the kind of person who would die so easily? Hyung Jeong, you came at a good time. I’m not very well off, so could you lend me some emergency money?”

Yongjin said with a smile.

“Damn it, again? Stop it, it’s all my fault. Who else can you blame? Tell me how much you need it. I’ll listen and figure out a way.”

Jeong Moon-yong said.

“Brother Jeong, you really are loyal.”

When Jeong Moon-yong showed no sign of refusing or making any excuses, Yong-jin raised his thumb.

“Forget it. You’re a big debtor now, so I can’t touch you. The person who owes you money is the owner.”

Jeong Moon-yong smiled bitterly.

“Haha, don’t say such sad things. By the way, what about the one-shot I gave you last time? Is there a market for it?”

“You brought it up well. Just thinking about it makes me angry. That Tongmaekdan is indeed very effective. However, the main ingredient in Tongmaekdan is Tongmaekyeongam. Since the Eun family was completely wiped out and even the Tongmaekyeongam fruit trees were all dead, I couldn’t sell the single dose. How could I sell it if I didn’t have any herbs to refine it? The single dose is still in my possession and hasn’t been auctioned off yet.”

Jeong Moon-yong said bluntly.

“Haha, don’t rush. I just asked if there was a market, why are you complaining so much? I’ll give you a few hundred Tongmaek Yeongam fruit tree seedlings, how about selling them together with the single-shot?”

Kwajik!

The cup in Jeongmunyong’s hand broke. Hot tea splashed out, but he paid no attention to it.

“What? There were Tongmaek Yeongam fruit trees? And… a few hundred… trees?”

Jeong Moon-yong’s voice trembled.

“Brother Jeong, you are a merchant, but we formed a friendship on the battlefield. I have always thought of you as a brother. So I would like you to keep my secret.”

Yongjin said with a serious expression.

“Brother Yong, don’t worry. Even if I lose my life, I won’t sell your secret.”

Jeong Moon-yong put both hands together on his chest and drew a gold coin design with his fingers.

Yongjin knew that it was the gesture of a disciple of Hwaungak swearing an oath to the god of wealth.

It was something he didn’t have to say because he was close with Jeong Moon-yong, but since the matter was serious, Yong-jin had to be careful. The chaos power was so great that the more people knew about it, the more dangerous it became.

It was also for his safety that I did not tell Jeong Moon-yong about the chaos drink.

“Here are eight hundred and thirty-seven seedlings of the Tongmaek Yeongam fruit tree. All of them are over a hundred years old, and have already begun to bear fruit. And in another ring, there are three hundred thousand Tongmaek Yeongam fruits. After the single-fruit trees go to the market, Yeongam fruits will be in short supply. If we divide these Yeongam fruits and auction them off at that time, we can maximize our profits.”

Yongjin gave Jeongmunyong two rings. One of them was a life ring, and inside it was a sapling that Yongjin had grown.

There were still a hundred or so large trees in Yongjin’s chaotic space. The trees were full of vein-bearing berries, which could be harvested at any time.

He had enough fruit to use, so he could always sell it himself and turn it into money later on, if the path opened up.

The other was a space ring, inside of which were three hundred thousand veins piled up like a mountain.

Jeong Moon-yong held up two rings and his eyes sparkled. He was overwhelmed with emotion. The fact that Yong-jin had revealed such a huge secret to him meant that he trusted him absolutely.

“Yongjin, don’t worry. I swore to the god of wealth that I will keep your secret even if it means dying.”

Jeong Moon-yong said.

“I trust you, Jeong Hyung.”

Yongjin said with a smile.

“Yongjin, you said you were short on medium-grade spirit stones? How much do you need? Now that I have this treasure, I can help you secure more resources.”

Jeong Moon-yong said with a confident expression, beating his chest.

“Then a million first.”

“Damn it, Yongjin. You’re really trying to drag me into a pit of death.”

Jeong Moon-yong regretted what he had just said, but it was already too late.

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Jeong Moon-yong left. I remembered his dumbfounded expression before he left.

When Yongjin told him the amount he wanted, his expression, which had been full of joy, distorted as if he had been hit with a hammer. It was an expression so wonderful that it was hard to describe.

Jeong Moon-yong said that it was impossible to borrow a million medium-quality spirit stones, and that he had no right to borrow such a large sum from Hwaungak.

So he went back and first prepared a hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and then he slowly worked out the rest. He hoped to quickly promote Tongmaek Yeongam Fruit and Danbang to maximize profits and help Yongjin raise funds in a short period of time.

Jeong Moon-yong said that the resources that Yongjin provided to Hwaungak would be of great benefit in the long run.

But who can be sure of the future? From a business perspective, Hwaungak had to distribute the advance payment to Yongjin, taking into account the profits for the next few years.

For example, in the case of Jegol-dan, which had been the long-time breadwinner of Dantop, when Yongjin’s Jegol-dan suddenly appeared, three-tenths of the profits were taken away by Hwaungak.

Although it was only three-tenths of a percent, it was a huge sum for the entire continent. However, it was not recovered all at once, but was digested every year.

The advance payment that Hwaungak had paid to Yongjin was all calculated based on profits for the next few years. However, now Yongjin wanted more money than that profit, so Jeongmunyong had to find more funds from Hwaungak.

Jeong Moon-yong’s business was growing bigger and bigger, but he himself was getting poorer and poorer. Furthermore, when he realized that he was in a lot of debt, Jeong Moon-yong was at a loss for a while.

But isn’t this exactly what a merchant does? It’s a kind of game, and Jeong Moon-yong enjoys it.

After sending Jeongmunyong away, Yongjin went to the place where Gwakyeon had closed down. Gwakyeon was concentrating all his energy on refining the sculpture.

A huge furnace on the pedestal was spinning madly, slowly melting the treasure inside.

Yongjin, who didn’t know that the cycle would melt until he saw it, couldn’t help but be shocked by its terrifying history.

Crackle… … .

Yongjin quickly looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a medium-grade spirit stone that had been shattered and lost its spirit at the bottom of the main stage, and had become a waste stone.

As all of the medium-grade spirit stones were broken, the flames inside the furnace slowly began to die down. Gwak Yeon quickly put in new medium-grade spirit stones.

Yongjin quietly looked at the hundreds of discarded, high-quality spirit stones.

The smelter was indeed a job that burned money. It took hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones to refine a single plate-sized piece. This was like pouring water into a bottomless pit.

However, Yongjin and Gwakyeon did not know that this old cycle was a great treasure. If it were not for this cycle, not to mention Gwakyeon, even if all the cycles of the Hyeoncheonbyeolwon were combined, they would not be able to soften a piece of the bogey that was the size of a fingernail.

Although Yongjin didn’t know how huge the cycle was, he knew how much money the cycle was burning.

Kwak Yeon was melting the material with all his concentration. He seemed to have fallen into a completely different world, as if only the material and he existed in this world.

When Yongjin realized that he was of no help, he closed the door tightly and left the secret room so that no one could disturb Gwakyeon.

When I returned to the dorm, I saw Mong-gi and Seol-i whispering something. Then, when I saw Yong-jin coming, Mong-gi got up with a red face.

“Was there any noise from Wan-ah’s side?”

Yongjin asked.

“Not yet. But the waves of Wan-ah are becoming more and more stable. It’s only a matter of time before the Heavenly Path is softened.”

Mongki said with a smile.

“Okay then. Mongki, when I obtain the Heavenly Path next time, you too will soon be able to become a Heavenly Traveler.”

Yongjin held Monggi’s hand and offered words of comfort.

Mongki smiled brightly. Playfulness shone through his beautiful eyes.

“Why? Did you think I’d be jealous of Wan-ah?”

“No, no. I just feel a little sorry for you.”

Yongjin said urgently.

“Yongjin, you have nothing to be sorry about to us. We all know how much dedication you have made for us. I am a practitioner, not a worldly woman. We have gone through many hardships together on the path of practice, so how could the person next to you not be precious?”

Mongki spoke in a low voice.

“Monggi, I feel a little sad when you say that. It seems like you think of the future as bleak and helpless…….”

Yongjin said, feeling sorry.

“This is not a feeling of helplessness or helplessness, but rather an attitude. We are all together because we are fated to be together. We cannot regret it when that fate ends. If we rely on each other on the path of practice and are always together, we will have no regrets. We… we do not want to go through the same thing as last time.”

When she said her last words, her voice trembled and she cried. A tear fell from Mong-gi’s eye. She began to sob in Yong-jin’s arms.

Mong-gi, who was not the type to express his feelings easily, finally opened up to Yong-jin when he was alone with him.

“I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Mong-gi’s scent reached his nose. Yong-jin felt guilty. While he was gone, Mong-gi and Dang-wan-ah were sad all day, washing their faces with tears. It was all his fault.

“Yongjin, promise me. Even if we die, we’ll die together and never part ways. It was so painful that I couldn’t bear it.”

Mongki hugged Yongjin tightly, fearing that he might fly away. His voice, mixed with sobs, was so sad that it was heartbreaking.

“Yes, I will do as you say.”

Yongjin knew that at this point, no matter how many oaths or explanations there was, there was no need. These words were the most truthful.

As Yongjin finished speaking, a helpless smile of joy spread across Monggi’s face. Her face was as beautiful as a lotus flower covered in dew.

“Mongki, you are really beautiful.”

Yongjin spoke, unable to control his emotions.