Chapter 2160 - 3: We Admit Defeat

Chapter 2160: Chapter 3: We Admit Defeat

"Enough with the nonsense, just do as instructed. Whatever loss incurred will be quickly regained. Execute immediately!" shouted the Midsummer Palace Master.

Once the disciple went to carry out the orders, the Midsummer Palace Master glanced at the intelligence sent by Star Fire, feeling a mix of anxiety yet profound relief.

"Even the Five Poison Venerable has declared clear support, sixteen Primordial Envoys are involved, what cheap seeds can the Carlos Family still procure?"

"Fifty times the price? In another year, they’ll have to pay a hundred times!"

"Ordinary chamber of commerce restrictions are one thing," the Midsummer Palace Master couldn’t help but comment, "but for cultivation seeds used above the Origin Realm, restricted from the Life Origin’s designated regions, not a single seed will survive in any territory belonging to Carlos."

"This must be the work of the Venerable, right? Such a prohibition was implemented smoothly from the Primordial Realm?"

The Lindong Palace Master chuckled, "No need to wonder, it must be the Venerable’s doing. As you are all aware, over a thousand years ago, the Five Poison was the Emperor, and after receiving dividends from the disciples of the Da Zhou Chamber of Commerce, was advancing through the True Spirit Tribulation."

"Yet, he was forcibly compelled to emerge due to pressure from the Carlos Family."

"Although they reconciled later, you all know the temperament of the Five Poison."

"He neither has family ties nor private forces, this is a grievance that obstructs his path; how could he let it go?"

"Indeed." The Midsummer Palace Master nodded, "There’s never any so-called ’letting go,’ only an unwilling ’let it be’ due to lack of strength."

"Now that the Five Poison has become the Venerable, I foresee the Carlos Family will have quite a struggle."

...

"Why is everyone targeting Carlos? What’s really happening?"

"Never mind that, right now short selling Carlos is making money. Brother, stop cultivating and quickly borrow some money for a strike!"

"On it!"

...

In the actions of this cause-and-effect war, the Carlos Family can be said to be retreating constantly.

In the penultimate sixtieth year of the second epoch in the Desolate Domain, the Carlos Family couldn’t even manage resistance, let alone a counterattack.

"Whenever the typically strong Carlos Family shows even the slightest weakness, it leads to a situation of everyone pushing against a falling wall."

"Since the Empire began developing the Desolate Domain, vast wealth has been divided, and the prestigious class of internal forces will have to reshuffle."

"The Great Emperor doesn’t spend the poor’s money; the policy on ancient roads development proves this, where large forces lose continuously year after year, whereas smaller forces often make gains."

"This time, Great Zhou, as the initiator, hunts this large prey, the Carlos Family, with one principle." Zhao Xing emphasized his philosophy during an expanded partners’ meeting: "From the wealth reaped from the Carlos Family, Great Zhou will only take a minor share. I have adjusted it appropriately according to everyone’s ratio of shareholding within the chamber of commerce."

"Use less to strike at the greater, the more fierce the attack, the better!"

"Everyone, examine this contract."

Du Yun looked at the newly distributed dividend ratio set by Zhao Xing, feeling secretly startled.

Because his advisors were telling him, with Great Zhou’s approach, if the attack faced any obstruction, the injury would be significant.

Even if the reap were completed, Great Zhou would not see substantial profits in the short term.

"Brother Zhao is truly ruthless; he’d rather lose some of his own flesh just to slaughter the Carlos Family?"

"However, it’s only with such momentum that the hundred-epoch business of the Carlos Family can be challenged."

Du Yun immediately instructed his advisors: "Go, allocate all liquid funds from my territories. Don’t worry about conversion or calculation; get everything into the Empire. I want to accompany Brother Zhao in dragon-slaying!"

"Also, entrust all talented Fate Masters to Ji Si to lead. Let them seize this opportunity!"

"If we win this wave of the cause-and-effect war, they will all become lord-level in the future!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master," Du Yun’s advisor immediately proceeded to gather people and funds.

...

The fourth-to-last Boundary Star Year of the second epoch of the Desolate Domain.

Fu Jin stood within his palace, watching piece after piece of bad news arrive, his brows furrowed tightly.

Before him stood an erected Eight Diagrams, accompanied by a Star Map.

Marked on it were the territories of the Carlos Family, including various operational locations.

At present, sixty percent have lit up with red dots, indicating dangerous signs and difficulties beyond military conflicts.

The remaining half is under severe alert.

Notably, medium-to-high-end cultivation crops, herbs, and troop types are major disaster zones, showing extreme scarcity!

"In merely thirty-odd years, such rapid defeat."

Fu Jin’s gaze passed through the palace walls, falling upon another Eight Diagram Hall.

Inside were Fate Masters nurtured by his Carlos Family, almost all the elites were stationed here now.

In these thirty-odd years, these Fate Masters spent their days either scheming or consuming medicine.

Even so, more than half of them had turned white-haired.

"Xin Yue, what are our odds of victory?" Fu Jin entered the Fate Master palace and queried the most senior Fate Master.

This was a demigod-level Fate Master. Before entering this confrontation with the Fate Palace, she was pretty, with fair skin, delicate features, and outstanding temperament akin to a fairy.

But now, Xin Yue appeared as an elderly woman.

She was the Carlos Family’s strongest Fate Master, yet in mere thirty-five years, she had become like this.

Xin Yue was a long-time acquaintance of Fu Jin, accompanying him since childhood.

Seeing her in such a state, Fu Jin found it hard to bear.

"Young Master, if we persist with the current strategy of only resisting, without advancing, we can last at most another eighty years," Xin Yue said.

"So short?" Fu Jin hoped to hold out until his brother’s situation was resolved but hadn’t expected Xin Yue to say only eighty years.

"Yes, time and fate are on Zhao Xing’s side," Xin Yue implied.

Fu Jin understood, "Father occupied a high position for years, possessing numerous resources yet has been unable to break through to the God Realm... Whereas Zhao Xing is more likely to Become a God, Guluo River tacitly permitted the Five Poison to impose such a ban, Heart God Realm Qi Luo is dragging the judgment against my brother, making us cautious."

"Father himself is being sent to explore the Black Abyss..."

Fu Jin suddenly realized: it’s not that time and fate were aligned with Zhao Xing, but the divine was on Zhao Xing’s side.

The Carlos Family had been forsaken by the divine.

No matter how this battle is fought, it’s futile.

Fu Jin even felt that if they continued this way, the Carlos Family would only see the Heart God General’s judgment upon collapse!

Fu Jin seemed to see countless Zhao Xings outside, all smiling at him.

It’s time to retract... Fu Jin thought to himself.

He sighed deeply and sent a piece of Spiritual Medicine into Xin Yue’s body: "Xin Yue, contact Zhao Xing through the Cause and Effect Line."

"Young Master, are you sure?" Xin Yue hesitated, "I still have strength for one last battle."

"No, there’s no need anymore." Fu Jin calmly said, "We concede."