Chapter 702: Selling Information

“Has Cangji Ancient Artifacts been sold?”
“Has Grandma Gu left Tian Shi?”
“A new Tianxuan Treasure Shop has opened?”
These news spread instantly throughout Haoyuan Tian Shi. Within fifteen minutes, all three thousand shops, large and small, were aware of them.
The reason for such a stir was not only because the opening of a new shop in Haoyuan Tian Shi was something that might not happen for decades—or even ever—but more importantly, everyone knew that Grandma Gu’s Cangji Ancient Artifacts were almost impossible to sell, as the conditions she had adhered to for countless years made it utterly unfeasible.
Even now, after hearing that Cangji Ancient Artifacts had been sold and a new Tianxuan Treasure Shop had opened, with everything already settled, no one wanted to believe that someone in this world could truly revive those ancient artifacts.
If even the Immortal Sovereign couldn’t do it, who could?
“Maybe there’s some other reason—perhaps it’s not a sale but a gift. Grandma Gu might have given the shop to a friend or younger generation…”
Most people guessed this.
Only large merchant alliances like Tianbao Ruixiang, which were powerful and well-informed about Grandma Gu’s situation, realized that this matter wasn’t that simple. Given Grandma Gu’s personality and her unchanging principles, it was impossible for her to give away Cangji Ancient Artifacts casually. There must be a reason!
“Find out what’s really going on!”
The owners of several merchant alliance branches gave similar orders to their subordinates. Especially Tianbao Ruixiang, which was determined to investigate thoroughly and report back to Emperor Fenglin Xiandi promptly.
Perhaps, as Grandma Gu’s biological sister, Emperor Fenglin Xiandi knew everything, but as his subordinates, they still had to do their duty.
At this moment, Su Che was busy preparing goods for the new shop.
For now, Tianxuan Treasure Shop would focus on three main business areas:
First, selling immortal artifacts and magical treasures obtained from the Immortal-Demon Battlefield—estimated to number in the tens of millions; second, selling mutated spiritual flames of various grades; third, purchasing small worlds inhabited by living beings.
The first two were for sale, while the third was for purchase. The purpose of opening this treasure shop was to quickly enrich the vitality of the Immortal Prison World. At this stage, at least ten thousand small worlds with five billion intelligent beings were needed.
Of course, since it was a business, any other profitable opportunities should also be seized—whatever worked.

Su Che planned to return to the Immortal-Demon Battlefield to acquire some immortal artifacts and treasures to stock his shop. A small batch would suffice—just a few thousand pieces. After all, it was still in its early stages with little reputation, so business couldn’t be very good. To return to the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, he needed to open a portal, which certainly wouldn’t work inside the shop’s treasure space. He had to go outside, preferably in the wilderness outside Haoyuan Tian Shi, trying not to draw attention. However, before even leaving his shop, Su Che received a message from Uncle Zhuo Feng: “That old monkey is here to see you again.” The “old monkey” referred to the scammer old man, and Su Che could easily guess why he was after him. Entering the gates of Tianxuan Treasure Shop, he found himself in a vast hall resembling a giant palace. Right now, the empty hall had no furnishings yet, let alone any products for sale. When Su Che entered the hall, he saw the scammer old man waiting there. “Good heavens, you really took over this shop!” As soon as he saw Su Che, the old man exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Don’t tell me you can actually revive those ancient artifacts.” “Fine, I won’t tell you,” Su Che replied calmly with a smile. “Don’t be upset.” The old man slunk closer and asked in a low voice, “Tell me, how did Grandma Gu agree to transfer the Cangji ancient artifacts to you?” “I can tell you…” Su Che said indifferently, “But you’ll have to pay ten thousand immortal crystals as a purchase fee.” “That harsh? I know you must be joking, right?” the old man said with a smirk. “Straight ten thousand? Is it that easy for me to make some money?” “Easy, very easy!” Su Che smiled mysteriously. “I’ll only sell this information to you. Anyone else in Haoyuan Tian Shi who wants to solve this mystery will have to buy it from you. How much you charge is up to you. Do you understand this business opportunity?” The old man was stunned. In fact, he had come to gather information with exactly that intention in mind, planning to sell it to others later. Having spent most of his life in Haoyuan Tian Shi, he knew well how valuable this information was. The various merchant alliances would surely try every means to uncover the details. If handled properly, it could indeed yield a considerable profit. He never expected Su Che to see through his plans… “Don’t haggle with me, and definitely don’t owe me anything!”

Before he could speak, Su Che preempted his thoughts: “The rules of this industry haven’t changed in hundreds of millions of years; they won’t change just because of you.”
“I…”
The old man looked even more embarrassed. It was the same sentence he had used against Su Che not long ago. After thinking for a moment, he could only say, “But you must promise not to sell the same information to anyone else—that’s also part of our industry’s rules.”
“Of course.”
Su Che nodded and said, “Actually, I don’t care about those mere 10,000 Immortal Crystals. I just don’t want to be harassed by certain people. Sell the information to you, and help me deal with them.”
“I understand.”
The old man wasn’t stupid at all and naturally understood the meaning behind Su Che’s words. Competitors were enemies, and Su Che, being new here, didn’t want to get entangled or in conflict with other shops, especially the larger merchant alliances. The best way was to avoid direct contact with them for now, which meant he needed someone like himself as an intermediary.
“Alright, I trust you!”
The old man immediately decided to trust Su Che!
After all, this young man could even persuade the Ancient Granny—he surely wasn’t an ordinary person and wouldn’t scheme against him. So, he took out the 10,000 Immortal Crystals he had received as a commission from Su Che earlier and returned them to their original owner.
“10,000 Immortal Crystals… that’s…”
As he handed over the money, the old man looked as pained as if he were cutting into his own flesh.
After receiving the Immortal Crystals, Su Che transmitted a message to him: “As you know, as a mere mortal, how could I possibly have the ability to revive ancient artifacts? In fact, I didn’t do anything at all—I just passed on some words to the Ancient Granny. Then, she decided to lend me this land for a few thousand years temporarily. It’s not a real transfer; she’s just leaving for some reason, and since the land is idle, she decided to lend it to me for a while.”
“Oh…”
The old man nodded and said, “I see.”
Su Che’s explanation seemed very reasonable to him. The Ancient Granny was leaving for some reason, and it was normal for her to lend the land to someone else for a few thousand years of the brief gap.
The Cangji Ancient Artifacts had existed for hundreds of millions of years, so closing them down for a few thousand years was no big deal—just like a shop in the mortal world closing temporarily for a few days.
“Then, what did you say to the Ancient Granny? Can you reveal that?”
The old man asked again, “As you know, if I don’t have solid information, my messages won’t fetch much money.”

“I can tell you that this isn’t considered personal privacy to me.”
Su Che replied through telepathy, “During my time in the mortal world, I was fortunate enough to encounter an ancient demon god who survived there. It looked like a giant heart, but I’m not sure which specific demon god it was… In any case, it was a great opportunity for me, bringing me tremendous benefits.”
“Mm, mm,” the old man nodded repeatedly, listening attentively, while thinking to himself: To have even met an ancient demon god who survived in the mortal world—what incredible fortune! After all, after the heavenly punishment, the number of ancient demon gods who survived was even smaller than that of the immortals in the immortal realm…
Su Che continued, “Once, that demon god casually mentioned that reviving ancient artifacts punished by the forces of heaven was an extremely complicated task. Most importantly, five rare treasures from across the world had to be found…”
“What kind of rare treasures?” The old man became highly interested.
Su Che stretched out five fingers and listed them one by one: “Tears without water, soil without dust, iron without gold, fire without flames, trees without roots!”
“Tears without water, soil without dust, iron without gold, fire without flames, trees without roots…”
The old man repeated them silently before asking, “What are these things? I’ve never heard of them before.”
“How would I know?” Su Che retorted, “That’s what the demon god said. That’s what I heard, and that’s how I passed it on to Grandma… As for the mysteries hidden behind this, it’s beyond our understanding as ordinary people.”
“True enough,” the old man nodded again.
Su Che secretly smiled to himself: “It’s good they’ve never heard of them, because I made it up!”
The reason he invented this lie and used the old man to spread it among others was, of course, to cover up his ability to revive ancient artifacts—so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Reviving ancient artifacts was far too absurd. If it became known, it could easily lead to disasters. Su Che believed Grandma wouldn’t spread the news either, as it was extremely important to her, having taken hundreds of millions of years and effort to achieve. If neither he nor Grandma spoke of it, then a somewhat plausible explanation should suffice. After all, even if he shouted around the world, “I’m invincible! I can revive ancient artifacts,” few would believe him; it would only bring ridicule from others.

The so-called “tears without water, soil without dust, iron without gold, fire without flame, trees without roots” sound mysterious and obscure, but such things should indeed be kept mysterious—the more mysterious, the better. The more bizarre it is, the more worth studying; the harder it is to understand, the more credible it seems. Many unsolvable mysteries in the world are probably invented this way out of thin air. Anyway, it’s impossible to run a shop here for a lifetime, so Grandma’s explanation of temporarily leaving and lending the land to me for just a few thousand years is quite reasonable.