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Good heavens! Ye Bai exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

Watching Shura is just for fun.

To truly make money, you have to look at Zhao Qian!

He wiped out all thirteen elders of the vampire clan in one fell swoop.

"Buy five, get three free..."

Ye Bai pondered for a moment,

"Could you send me the free gift first?"

Zhao Qian: ......

In the end, after some bargaining, Ye Bai bought five vampire elders for 500,000 War God Merit Points.

If the efficiency of making money is high enough

Ye Bai will buy the remaining 9 later.

If the efficiency of making money is too low

Ye Bai not only wants to return the goods and get a refund, but also wants to sell Dracula and Cain to the All Things Pavilion along with them!

Ye Bai can suffer any loss, but he can't lose money!

After the payment was received, Zhao Qian immediately arranged for the goods to be shipped.

"The vampire elders are usually sealed, and it will take some time to break the seal. I estimate that it can be delivered to Fourth Brother before six o'clock tomorrow morning."

After the matter was settled,

Ye Bai turned his gaze to his two subordinates and said fiercely,

"I spent 100 million War God Merit Points on the production line of the 'Eclipse' dense pattern."

"We guarantee that every penny you spend will be returned!"

Dracula patted his chest and said,

"If I lose money, I'm willing to dismantle Cain and sell it for cash!"

Cain gave the traitor a cold glance and ignored the clown.

After the vampire elders arrived,

Cain must emphasize this seriously: the vampire clan will not tolerate a second scoundrel!

Having a Dracula is already shameful enough!

After all that trouble, Dracula's admission fee was finally paid.

Ye Bai looked at Cain, the meaning in his eyes was very clear.

"I will help you manage the vampire elders."

Cain emphasized that under his command, vampires would absolutely give 100% of their passion.

Those who aren't enthusiastic can simply be turned into puppets.

Clearly, this condition was not enough to sway Shura.

For Ye Bai, working for himself is a vampire's blessing.

What more do you need, a bicycle?

Cain thought for a moment, then spoke again.

"I...have a friend who oversaw the vampires' involvement in the Eternal Tower..."

Cain, that friend, those who know, know.

He continued,

"The vampires secretly constructed several storage spaces within the Eternal Tower to store their resources..."

Ye Bai's eyes lit up. "If you're going to talk about this, then I'm not sleepy anymore!"

The construction of these storage spaces was completed under Cain's supervision.

No one knows better than him!

However, Ye Bai still had one question.

"How can you guarantee that these supplies haven't been taken by the humans?"

The Eternal Tower was built a long time ago; it has been a full century since it arrived on Earth.

Humans were genuinely poor at the beginning, even scraping off oil from clean water.

In a sense, if Ye Bai had traveled a hundred years earlier, it would have been a great help to the human race.

During the land reclamation period, talents like Ye Bai were most needed.

The secret supplies that the vampires hid in the Eternal Tower have likely already been looted by the humans.

"Won't!"

Cain was very confident.

"I have a bloodline connection; at least half of the supplies are intact."

Thus, with the Pavilion of All Things as witness, the two parties reached a contract.

Ye Bai led Cain to the thirty-eighth floor.

In return, Cain needs to take Ye Bai to the vampire's warehouse and provide items worth at least 50 War God Merits!

"This admission fee..."

Gu Jin, who had witnessed the entire transaction, couldn't help but sigh.

The boss really knows how to make money.

Both Cain and Dracula, those two penniless bastards, could be squeezed out of him by the millions of War God Merits.

Money is a thing...

Even powerful figures from ancient times can still be found if one tries.

Who knows how many ancient treasures they have that are now available for resale?

Shura fully proved one thing:

His greed truly knows no bounds.

After completing all the preparations, Ye Bai waited for 12 o'clock to arrive.

The clock struck twelve.

Ye Bai returned to the Eternal Core City and placed his palm on the Eternal Core Crystal.

Select the number of floors: 38 floors.

A flash of white light, and Ye Bai vanished from his spot.

"May you clear the Eternal Tower soon!"

...

The Eternal Tower

The thirty-eighth floor.

This level was completely surrounded by black mist, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

According to the pattern summarized by Ye Bai, odd changes and even remains the same.

The black mist will likely make its move on this level!

The moment Ye Bai appeared, he kept his promise and summoned Cain and Dracula from his private space.

Following Shura's instructions, the two vampires released blood-red bats to explore the black mist.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

Ye Bai whispered.

"If you die in the black mist, I will summon you back..."

"It costs more."

Cain, Dracula: ...

The two vampires were on high alert, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

...

Deep within the thirty-eighth level, on a small hillside, the black fog was exceptionally thick, and there was even a pool of black water on the ground.

However, in the middle of the black fog, there was a small area that was unaffected by the fog.

On this green meadow, there lives a lively little domestic pig.

What's wrong with being a pig?

A tiny, golden pig lay on the grass, munching on snacks, and lazily remarked...

"Look at me, Jinjin is chubby and healthy now. She eats well, sleeps soundly, and doesn't worry about anything."

From within the black mist came a voice filled with complex emotions.

"I never expected you to look like this when we meet again..."

"What could I do? I was desperate too, but then I came to terms with it. Vampires and pigs are all external things. What matters is the inner self, you know?!"

The little golden pig opened a bag of potato chips and stuffed them all into its mouth.

As a pet that Nightmare once owned, the humans treated her well, providing her with plenty of snacks.

After finishing the potato chips, the little golden pig opened a can of cola and said leisurely,

"After thinking it over and over, I realized that maybe I'm just a pig inside, which is why I've become like this."

The black mist remained silent.

After finishing its story, the little golden pig looked at the black mist and asked curiously.

"By the way, weren't you locked in the abyss? How did you escape?"

The black mist remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"I am now working for that being..."

"I've become indifferent to everything. All talk of supreme power and absolute strength is just an illusion."

My sister was incredibly powerful back then; she was the number one Blood Ancestor below the Supreme Strength.

Even that old geezer Cain has to tuck his tail between his legs in front of my sister.

In the end, the breakthrough failed, dust returned to dust, and the grand dream came to nothing.

The little golden pig shook its head and said with a hint of sadness.

"Pigs are the only way out for modern vampires!"

Clearly, the experience of being a pig over the past period has given the little golden pig a lot to think about.

She has accepted her identity as a pig and has started to give up.

Just as the black mist was about to say something more, spatial fluctuations came from afar, as if someone had broken into the thirty-eighth floor.

The Asura has arrived!

Before the black mist could react, the little golden pig suddenly stood up and started digging in the ground, trying to find a hole to crawl into.

"Cain, Cain is here!"

The little golden pig was trembling all over.

"He came to kill me. I knew it. He wouldn't let me go. He rushed down from the fortieth floor to kill me!"

The little pig quickly realized that running away wouldn't solve the problem.

"Release the restrictions here so I can call in reinforcements!"

At certain crucial moments, the little pig made the same choice as Shura.

It can only be said that on the battlefield, the tactics of pigs have always been used flexibly.

"Call for backup?"

The black mist was puzzled. Why call for reinforcements? Cain wasn't strong right now.

but,

Following the instructions of the little golden pig, the black mist relayed what she wanted to say.

A few seconds later,

A mournful wail rang in the ears of all the ninth-tier war gods of the human race.

"Help!"

"The pig is being slaughtered!"