CHAPTER 817: Goldstone Energy Crystal Trading Company

"Father, you may not know this, but all these years, the thing I have lacked most is Black Crystal Coins! It was only after I left you that I discovered that you need Black Crystal Coins to do anything in this world..." Han Huo said as if he was grieving. He continued to grumble about being limited by the number of crystal coins he had.

Han Tu nodded in agreement as Han Huo spoke. He hugged the bag of black crystal coins tightly, as if he was afraid someone would take it away from him.

"That... um... " Myles had a wry smile. He could not understand how a father as rich as Han Shuo could have two ridiculously stingy children. He opened his mouth but no words came out for he did not know what to say. He was confused and curious about the relationship between the three of them.

Han Shuo glared at Han Tu and Han Huo and said in an angry voice, "What a shame! They're just crystal coins. In the future, I will give you any amount you want!" Han Shuo then turned to Myles, put on a smile and said sheepishly, "My apologies. My two sons are still a bit wet behind the ears."

Han Tu and Han Huo suddenly turned to each other and exchanged glances. Their eyes were filled with gleams of excitement. Then they simultaneously turned to look at Han Shuo with foolish smiles and asked, "Father, you have become rich? Haha, wonderful, wonderful!"

"I was never poor!" Han Shuo groaned and said, "Let's go. You brats have brought me enough shame already. I will give you as many crystal coins as you want later!"

"Yay! Fantastic!" cheered Han Huo. Then he turned to Myles with a scornful face and said proudly, "Old man, did you hear that? My father has a lot of crystal coins. Next time, don't act like a snob!"

"I wasn't..." Myles replied, forcing a smile. He thought, <i >It was you who tried to take my item like a robber. When did it become me who is in the wrong?

"Young master Han Huo, Young master Han Tu, I beg you, please, for our sake, please don't be so reckless around the City," pleaded the most senior Ethereal City divine guard on the scene. He was afraid that the two might cause even more and even bigger troubles around Ethereal City soon.

"Not your goddamn business!" replied Han Huo. He offhandedly said, "I know you are a gang with them! Don't think I can't see that!"

"You, you… " the divine guard was absolutely speechless. He didn't know what to do so he turned to look helplessly at Han Shuo.

But before Han Shuo could speak, the old man called Myles suddenly jolted as though he recalled something. He looked at Earth and Fire Elite Zombies in astonishment and asked, "You, you two, what are you called again?"

"My name is Han Huo. Is there any problem?" Fire Elite Zombie turned fierce again. He said, "Old man, you should know to appreciate our kindness. We gave you a hundred black crystal coins. What more do you want? You better not make me angry, or I'll burn down your shop!"

Myles suddenly burst into laughter and seemed quite happy. He looked at Han Huo with amusement. And as if he was not afraid of him at all, he replied, "Go ahead. But if you burn down the shop, someone's going to get you!"

"Old man, you are asking for trouble!" Han Huo then turned to Han Shuo, pointed at Myles and said, "Father, you heard him. He insists on messing with us!"

"Hahaha, if you burn down the shop, you will shoot yourself in the foot! By the time my owner comes for you, I doubt you'll dare complain even if he kills you!" said Myles. He didn't seem afraid at all.

"Grandpa Myles, are you all right?" the shopkeepers said in amazement. They felt that Myles had been behaving quite abnormally.

Han Huo seemed to be enraged by Myles' words and said with a fearless face, "Who is this person? Besides my father, whoever tries to beat me, I will pay him back tenfold!"

Myles ignored the astonished shopkeepers. Under Han Huo's angry eyes, Myles pointed to the signboard as he smiled and said, "I am not the owner of this shop. I'm just managing the shop on behalf of the real owner. See, what's the name of this shop?"

"Goldstone. And what is that?" Han Huo groaned.

"Goldstone Energy Crystal Trading, they have branches not only in Ethereal City, but also in the Destiny, Fire, Life, Wind, Earth, and Lightning Dominions. It is a huge energy crystal company!" explained the Ethereal City Divine Guard who had just been insulted by Han Huo.

"So? So what?" Han Huo was fearless. He did not turn to look at the divine guard, but kept his eyes on Myles.

"Nothing much! Haha, but my master's name also included the word 'Han'!" Myles still had a broad smile on his face. His eyes suddenly turned to Han Shuo, as if he was even more curious about him.

Han Shuo's eyebrows raised in surprise. He quickly asked, "What's his name?"

""My master's name is Han Jin," Myles replied before bursting out laughing. Then, after a short pause, Myles stopped smiling and asked in a low voice, "Very few people in the world have that name. But I'm sure you're familiar with this person, right?"

Han Huo and Han Tu turned to look at each other in amazement. After a long time, Han Huo suddenly shouted, "Little Gold! Turns out to be him!"

The hostility instantly vanished from Han Huo. He even went forward to pat on Myles' shoulder in a friendly manner and said in a big smile, "I have been wondering why I find you so pleasing to the eye. So it turns out that we are all on the same side!"

"Haha… " Myles forced a smile as he thought, <i >Huh? Since when did you find me pleasing? I thought you wanted to burn down the shop just a moment ago?

"Damn… Little Gold is indeed doing real well, so much so that he has his own shop. Huhu, if I knew that he is the master of Goldstone, I would have asked him for some crystal coins!" lamented Han Tu with his palm on his head. There were branches of the Goldstone Energy Crystal Trading Enterprise in the Earth Dominion, but Han Tu had never imagined that his brother, Metal Elite Zombie, was the owner of the shop.

"My master has instructed that those whose name starts with 'Han', specifically Han Shuo, Han Tu, Han Mu, Han Huo, Han Shui and Han Hao, can take anything they want from the shop for free, and we are to give them as many crystal coins as they want!" explained Myles with a smile before inviting them in, "Shall we go in and have a chat?"

Han Shuo was also shocked by the news. He had not expected the owner of this shop to be the Metal Elite Zombie. And from the words of that divine guard, Goldstone had been very prosperous, with many branches established in numerous divine dominions. It seemed that Han Jin was much more financially successful than his brothers.

But after a moment's thought, Han Shuo felt that it was only reasonable for Han Jin to become filthy rich. Given his extraordinary sensitivity to ore, as long as he spent some time on it, he would surely find ore deposits of all kinds. An average person would have to dig for years or even decades before they could locate the ore veins in a large mountain or stream. Han Jin, on the other hand, could tell what ores were in the area and point out the exact locations of those ore deposits just by walking around.

With this wonderful ability, Metal Elite Zombie could find and extract rare energy crystals at a lower cost and in less time, allowing him to sell them at a competitive price without cutting into his profit margins. Blessed with this advantage, it would be a wonder if his business didn't become huge and prosperous!

Han Shuo was very proud of what he had achieved with the Celestial Pearl Pharmacy in the City of Shadows. However, the Celestial Pearl paled in comparison to Metal Elite Zombie's Goldstone Energy Crystal Trading Company, which was located in various divine Domains. Han Shuo felt that his son had upstaged him.

"Yes, let's talk," Han Shuo replied as he nodded and smiled. They then entered the Goldstone shop.

***

At the same time, a battle was taking place in a thin jungle outside of Ethereal City...

A group of sinister gods filled with the aura of death were attacking a small family clan. From their appearance, it was clear that they were Godhunters who had cultivated in the energy of death. All of them looked fierce and formidable. They were well coordinated and worked beautifully as a team. It seemed as if they knew a certain fighting formation.

The members of the small family clan that travelled to Ethereal City were slaughtered one by one, and every precious item they carried was looted. Those who cultivated in the energy of death were slowly being drained of their divine energy.

"Your family clan has tried to destroy us many times before. You didn't expect to end up like this, did you?" a one-eyed godhunter with a scarred face said grimly as he coldly stared at the last survivor with Late-stage Midgod strength.

"I did not expect any of you to grow so strong. But it doesn't matter, because sooner or later you will all die to my patriarch! He will hunt down each and every one of you!" The Midgod was a tough character and showed no fear even in the face of death. He suddenly shouted, "Let us rot in hell!" He was ready to seriously injure or kill the Godhunters with his death!

A three metre long bone spear suddenly streaked across the sky. It sucked up all the elements of death in the space it passed through. And before the midgod could destroy himself, the bone spear had pinned him down. He died instantly!

This Late-stage Midgod had shown no ability to resist or even react to the bone spear that had come out of nowhere. Obviously, the attacker's strength was far greater than his!

A teenager with a calm face entered the scene unhurriedly. His gaze was cold, sinister, nefarious. He had seven long, white bone spears attached to his back. His body overflowed with a mightily intimidating, stern aura. On arrival, he held out his hand and moved his fingers. The three metre long bone spear immediately flew back into his pristine white palm.

The teenager's eyebrows furrowed slightly before he said in a deep voice, "Next time, cut the crap and just kill.

All the Godhunters in the area bowed respectfully as the teenager appeared. The one-eyed godhunter, whose face was filled with scars, looked at the teenager with reverent eyes before lowering his head and saying, "Yes, Chief!

The teenager nodded and ordered, "Stay in this region. You can make attacks on your own. I have to go to Ethereal City. None of you will enter the city without my express orders.

The one-eyed and scarred godhunter stared blankly for a moment before asking respectfully, "Chief, when will you return?"

"I don't know. But while I'm gone, be more careful with your actions. Do not attack any group that has a Highgod." With that, the teenager left the gang of Godhunters and headed off to Ethereal City on his own.