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My Items Can Upgrade-Chapter 279 - 165: Tycoon (6,000 Words) (Part 4)
Are they here to sell things?
Honestly, the items the other party brought out are too numerous, they don’t feel like congratulatory gifts at all.
As they were wondering, they heard Ao Wuming say, "I am Ao Wuming, envoy of the Dragon Palace Fortress, bringing ten thousand Earth-level cores, ten thousand fluorescent corals, ten thousand female clam pearls, ten thousand marvels Sun and Moon Shells, ten thousand Dragon Saliva Grasses, and ten thousand Crab Claw Sabers, to congratulate our human friends on the completion of their Celestial-level city. These small gifts are humbly offered."
These... are really gifts?
Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan looked at each other in dismay.
Meanwhile, on the city wall behind them, those watching the spectacle in anxiety and excitement were all dumbfounded.
Leaving aside the other items, mainly because they couldn’t understand or hadn’t heard of them. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
But—
Ten thousand Earth-level cores and ten thousand marvel Sun and Moon Shells?!
"Give me a slap, am I dreaming?"
"Dammit... is the Dragon Palace really that wealthy?"
"Ten thousand marvels, is this for real?"
All the superpower users were in a stupor.
Ao Wuming looked at the dumbfounded expressions of the humans opposite, secretly amused.
Due to the past natural disasters, the original Celestial-level creatures were either destroyed or suppressed.
Over endless ages, this world could no longer spawn Celestial-level creatures, and the treasures were hardly consumed, so the Dragon Palace accumulated countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
These items before them are not even a fraction.
If they weren’t formally allied yet, he would have brought some Heaven and Earth Treasures to showcase.
Although he couldn’t beat them in a fight, he could certainly save face in other ways.
Seeing their inexperienced expressions, he felt very pleased inside.
At this moment, Yang Yuan first came back to his senses, and warmly cupped his fists, smiling: "The friends from the Dragon Palace are really too generous, Brother Wuming, please come inside."
He wasn’t shy either, and with a wave, collected all the boxes into the Void Ring, then led the two women to meet them: "Oh, allow me to introduce myself. I am City Lord Yang of Supreme City, this is my... wife, Zhao Jiayan, and my sister, Jiang Yiyi."
Ao Wuming initially had a proud demeanor, after all, as a True Dragon, he had the right to be proud.
But the moment he heard the name ’Zhao Jiayan’, his pupils shrank as he recalled the instructions his father had given before his departure, his heart raced, was his luck this good?
From Zhao Jiayan, he sensed a faint fluctuation of the Power of Rules, indicating she was a Rule System capability user.
According to his father’s speculation, if she bore the Zhao surname and had Rule System abilities, she might very well be a descendant of the former ruler of the Creation Continent.
Though it could be a coincidence, they were determined to ally, so why not take a chance.
Thus he immediately made up his mind.
Ao Wuming’s expression change was very noticeable, though he quickly regained composure, this scene was caught by Yang Yuan and the others, leaving them suspicious.
Opposite, Ao Wuming became even more enthusiastic, saying with a smile, "So it is City Lord Yang, Master Zhao, and Little Princess Jiang."
Yang Yuan warmly ushered Ao Wuming into the city, curiously asking, "Brother Wuming seems to have quite a reaction towards my wife, may I know why?"
Zhao Jiayan also looked over curiously, sensing, perhaps wrongly, that after hearing her name, Ao Wuming seemed to be turning into a sycophant.
Ao Wuming pondered for a moment, then replied, "To be honest, in eons past, our Dragon Race had good relations with humans surnamed Zhao, so upon hearing Master Zhao’s name, I got a bit excited."
Is that really so?
But you directly addressing Zhao Jiayan as ’Master Zhao’ is telling enough.
Yang Yuan felt suspicious, assuming the other party was lying, but did not investigate further.
As long as there was no malice, it was fine.







