Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2495: Chapter 51: Wang Shouzhe Is Doomed! (Part 2)

The vase made from exotic wood as collateral is certainly substantial, but leaving such a thing in the branch of the Divine Treasure Hall is like having a Sky Thunder Pearl ready to explode at any moment. If it were to get bumped or stolen, he, Dongfang Zhenyuan, would be completely finished. Such a risk is something he can’t afford to take.

Moreover, he isn’t afraid that Wang Shouzhe won’t repay the money.

The agreement with the Divine Treasure Hall is quite effective; if Wang Shouzhe fails to repay, the headquarters of the Divine Treasure Hall will naturally take the agreement to their family’s Old Ancestor for resolution.

As for which family… that’s not a major issue either.

There are only a few prominent families that could raise a god-level spendthrift like Shouzhe. Currently, it’s inconvenient to investigate casually, fearing it might offend someone, but if something really happens, and the situation explodes, could Shouzhe’s family really run away?

“As for the interest on the loan, it’ll be calculated at a rate of ten percent per century.” After a brief consideration, Dongfang Zhenyuan offered a reasonably favorable interest rate, “For these thirty Chaos Spirit Stones, interest of three Chaos Spirit Stones will be generated every hundred years, calculated in a century-long cycle. Is Young Master willing?”

At such an interest rate, it would be simply giving money away on Earth.

However, in the Divine Martial World, where social structure is stable and both average lifespan and family legacy periods are extraordinarily lengthy, a hundred years is merely a fleeting moment. A ten percent per century interest rate is actually quite high; with interest and principal combined, it would double in a thousand years.

“The interest is acceptable,” Wang Shouzhe pondered briefly and said, “In that case, let’s sign the contract.”

For such loan agreements, the Divine Treasure Hall naturally has templates. After the parties finalized their opinions, Dongfang Zhenyuan immediately summoned the manager in charge of relevant business to draft a contract for Wang Shouzhe to review.

To be honest, when the manager was drafting the contract, his hands were trembling, and even after the contract was completed, the expression on his face had yet to return to normal.

After a thorough examination of the contract and signing, Wang Shouzhe also left a Soul Divine Brand on the agreement.

As agreed, Dongfang Zhenyuan gathered from the inventory of the Tianrui Sub-Hall and handed over fifteen Chaos Spirit Stones to Wang Shouzhe.

As for the remaining Chaos Spirit Stones, they will be delivered in full within no more than three years.

Moreover, there were many strict confidentiality clauses in this contract. These were not proposed by Wang Shouzhe but were at the request of Dongfang Zhenyuan.

Although this loan is just a business deal for the Divine Treasure Hall, even with the simplest of reasoning, Dongfang Zhenyuan knows most of this money is likely to be used against Prince Wen Yu, hence the need for confidentiality.

He didn’t want to be mistakenly thought to be aligning with Wang Shouzhe, thereby offending Prince Wen Yu.

After signing the contract, Wang Shouzhe and Yun Tiange returned to Jiang’s household.

On the way back, Yun Tiange, who had been holding back for a long time, was eager as soon as they arrived at Jiang’s, persistently entangling Wang Shouzhe, insisting on seeing the fifteen Chaos Spirit Stones.

Wang Shouzhe had no choice but to show her.

Yun Tiange was finally satisfied, yet afterwards, she seemed somewhat melancholic and said quietly, “Shouzhe, all my life I’ve never seen so many Chaos Spirit Stones. How about it, let me taste one, just one… Ever since I tasted the flavor of Chaos Spirit Stones, I found I can’t go back…”

“Haha~”

Wang Shouzhe immediately put all the Chaos Spirit Stones away, waved them off, and said, “These are the principal meant to generate money. Our future wealth and prosperity depend on these principal stones, don’t start squandering them here.”

Hearing this, Yun Tiange felt a bit discouraged, yet she quickly thought of something else, and with some hope in her voice asked, “Then, once you’ve earned profit, could you…”

“Don’t talk about something so far off,” Wang Shouzhe gave her a sideways glance and reminded her, “According to my plan, just do your work well recently, and you won’t miss out on your share in the future.”

Receiving Wang Shouzhe’s promise, Yun Tiange immediately became enthusiastic, filled with vigor, and dashed off to work.

If not seen with their own eyes, those cultivators of the Divine Martial World would probably never imagine in their dreams that this woman, working tirelessly for cultivation resources, was the same person as the noble, graceful Immortal Emperor in their eyes.

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Time flew by swiftly.

A small period of time passed again.

The grain prices in Tianrui Holy City continued to operate at the low end, the prices being only half of the original selling price. The situation of suppressive decline persisted, with market sentiment increasingly heavy with hesitation.

All prominent families generally have a considerable amount of stored grain in their family warehouses. Even if they don’t buy grain temporarily, they can rely on stored grain to last a considerable time.

At that time, besides families urgently short of grain that may make small purchases, most families maintained silence, suspending the acquisition of grain.

The market fell into a state of depression.

At this point, the Jiang’s as the Wang family’s grain agent, felt increasing financial pressure, and finally could no longer sit idle, beginning to experiment with price reductions.

However, with Jiang’s lowering prices through various channels, major grain merchants in Tianrui Holy City also lowered their prices.

In short, they wanted to sell just a bit lower than what the Jiang’s were selling, making Jiang’s grain unable to move and stuck in their hands.

Amidst all this back-and-forth pulling, grain prices continued their downward trend, almost falling to just thirty percent of the original prices.

“Young Master Shouzhe, things are not going well.”

One day, after a long period of anxiety, Jiang Jian Mu could no longer hold on, stormed into Wang Shouzhe’s courtyard, drenched in sweat, and with a pale face said, “We received notices from multiple channels saying that the grain isn’t selling, and to ensure everyone’s interests, the payments owed to us are temporarily not settled.”

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