He needed it greatly.
With this iron ore, he could upgrade the train once more, which meant he could do many things.
"So, what are your demands?"
Chen Mang asked bluntly. Such a considerable fortune, it was impossible that the Cultivation Civilization's century-old foundation would hand it over without a demand. But as long as the price wasn't too excessive, he could accept it.
...
"Only one demand."
The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master looked at Chen Mang and said slowly: "The first demand is that these resources will not be given to you all at once, but divided into eight parts, and you need to marry a woman from each of the eight forces we represent."
"A total of eight women."
"They are all carefully nurtured celestial maidens of recent years, well-versed in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They won't let you feel wronged."
"Every time you have a child with one of the women, we will give you one portion of the resources."
"Altogether eight portions."
