In the western part of Sky Continent, a white cloud descended and slowly landed on the edge of a lake.

This is the outskirts of Wucheng, still more than thirty miles away from the tall city wall.

Beside the lake, many businessmen riding Warcraft were resting.

Some monsters lay down directly by the lake to drink water to replenish the water they had consumed along the way.

Wucheng is located in the west of the Sky Continent and is the central city here. Whether it is the trophies obtained from hunting monsters in the north or the rich products in the south, they will choose to trade here.

Looking at Sky Continent, the area is so large that there are generally very few caravans that can directly transport resources such as furs and fangs from the north to the south.

Similarly, no caravans are willing to carry spiritual rice, tea, porcelain and other things directly from the south to the north.

The journey was too long and the consumption of the caravan was too great.

Moreover, the temperature difference between the north and the south is huge. The farther north you go, the colder it becomes, so ordinary people need to constantly add cotton-padded clothes.

Similarly, the temperature gets hotter as you go south, and people from the north have nowhere to put their clothes. Just transporting your own clothes can fill several trucks.

Therefore, generally speaking, caravans like to transport supplies to Wucheng, which is in a relatively compromise location.

Although Wucheng belongs to the western part of the Sky Continent, it can actually be regarded as being in the middle of the continent.

There are not only wide roads leading to various cities, but also waterways extending in all directions.

In particular, there is a hand-dug canal here, and merchant ships are constantly passing through it.

But now, there are many fewer merchant ships because the world is too chaotic.

In the past, although the Magician's Guild was hateful, after giving him enough benefits, he could still ensure the safety of water transport ships.

Ever since the Magicians Guild was overthrown, water transportation has become a piece of meat.

Without protection, the caravan could only travel along the river, unable to avoid the robbers along the way.

Often a fully loaded cargo ship will be plundered by robbers along the way before it reaches its destination.

As time went by, people no longer took the water route.

The caravan stationed by the river often used waterways in the past.

Nowadays, they have to spend higher prices to hire powerful magicians to follow their team.

The owner of the caravan is named Zhang Qitong. He is in his fifties and is a magician in his thirties.

There are about twenty people in the entire caravan, only a dozen of them are Zhang Qitong's men, and the other ten are the magician guards invited this time.

No matter at any time, corresponding transactions will occur.

In times of peace, there is business in peacetime, and in times of trouble, there is business in times of trouble.

For example, these dozen magicians are from an organization called Demon Escort Agency.

The boss of the Demon Escort Agency is an eighty-eighth-level magician named Ouyang Zhanhui. His combat ability is pretty good and he can be considered a master among ordinary cities.

He had a unique vision and soon discovered a huge profit chain, so he founded the Demon Escort Agency to provide escort services.

In fact, it is easier to make a fortune these days by robbing homes and being bandits, but Ouyang Zhanhui is very clear about his positioning of strength, and he knows that he cannot be a real bandit.

If you want to truly establish yourself as a king, your strength must reach at least level ninety-five, otherwise you will easily be destroyed by others.

With his eighty-eighth level strength, it was justifiable to establish the Demon Escort Agency.

As long as the bandits along the way are taken care of, the Demon Escort Agency can thrive.

Generally speaking, the bandit leaders in various places are very powerful. No matter where the caravan passes by, they will have their skin peeled off.

However, the Demon Escort Agency is quite capable, and if they try hard to defeat them, it will be of no benefit to anyone.

Therefore, everyone has defaulted to this method of operation.

Every time the Demon Escort Agency passes by, you have to pay a small amount of money to buy the way, and you can pass smoothly.

The bandits got the money and did not bother to confront a group of powerful forces. The two sides have always maintained a state of balance.

Gradually, the Demon Escort Bureau became famous throughout the caravan transportation line, and gradually gained prestige and face.

The caravans could indeed have a lot of money left over by hiring people from the Demon Escort Agency, so commodity exchanges started in full swing again.

This time, Zhang Qitong's caravan brought a large amount of spiritual rice and tea leaves from the south, including some private salt.

In the past, salt and iron were monopolized by the magicians' union, and ordinary magicians were not allowed to resell them privately.

Later, after the Lord of Heaven was killed and the Magician's Guild collapsed, important resources such as salt and iron were in the hands of major cities.

Everything belongs to the city lord.

However, the major city lords have limited management of their own cities, and many of them line their own pockets.

Many high-ranking members of the city secretly resell salt and iron.

For example, Zhang Qitong's personal wealth was obtained from high-level personnel in a city.

The caravan has a total of ten vehicles, the first eight vehicles are all filled with rice, and the two vehicles at the back are filled with tea.

Under the spiritual rice, there is the private salt hidden inside.

There are two bags of private salt hidden in each car. The value of these private salts far exceeds all the spiritual rice and tea leaves.

Selling private salt is an extremely profitable business. If the robbers along the way knew about this kind of business, they would definitely not be satisfied with the little money they spent on the road.

"Boss, have a bowl of herbal tea!"

Meng Hao came to a herbal tea stall by the lake and sat down, speaking softly to a dark-skinned old man.

Next, Meng Hao planned to enter the city with the caravan to first understand the character of the Lord of Wucheng before deciding whether to attack him.

Meng Hao had used his powerful hearing along the way to detect almost everything. The Lord of Wucheng's strength had soared recently, and he had just broken through to the ninety-eighth level, becoming the strongest man in the western part of Sky and Sky Continent.

At the same time, the Wucheng under his jurisdiction was very prosperous and was highly desired by the surrounding cities.

Therefore, when the city lord of Wucheng broke through to the ninety-eighth level, he directly declared his independence, and the city lords' palaces in the surrounding cities came to vote for him.

The western region achieved peaceful reunification without much war.

Being able to manage Wucheng so well, Meng Hao felt that the lord of Wucheng was not a treacherous person.

Meng Hao's attitude towards different people is also different.

If the other party is really a good person, then Meng Hao will find another way to take away the original power of the world from the other party.

Even though it was more troublesome, Meng Hao felt that everything was worth it.

But Meng Hao was a little confused. He had also obtained the power of the world's origin. Why was the previous Lord of Qingcheng a hundred-level magician, while the Lord of Wucheng was only a ninety-eighth-level magician?

You must know that the truly insurmountable hurdle is the ninety-ninth level. A ninety-eighth level magician can easily reach it even if he does not have the power of the origin of the world.

Since he couldn't understand it, Meng Hao simply stopped thinking about it and would understand everything when he saw the other party.

"Sir, please try our Qiandao Lake herbal tea, it is definitely the best within a hundred miles!"

The dark-skinned boss smiled while pouring tea for Meng Hao. He noticed that the man's clothes were more luxurious, and he guessed that he was also a wealthy businessman.

Of course, when faced with wealthy businessmen, the tea stall owner did not show much awe.

After all, in this world, the strong are respected. Although businessmen have huge wealth, they are generally not very strong.

Just then, a big man at the table next door laughed loudly, "Boss Tang is here to fool new people again. You are the only tea stall within a hundred miles. If you are not the best, who is the best!"

Hearing the man's words, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It can be seen that the big man is very familiar with the tea stall owner here.

The boss didn't mind everyone's disapproval at all, and immediately retorted: "You are right, but all our tea comes from the clear spring water of Qiandao Lake. You can tell whether it tastes good or not."

After hearing this, no one refuted.

This Qiandao Lake herbal tea is indeed better than the tea from other places. The key is that it has a very good effect of quenching thirst and relieving heat.

Sometimes, people have the illusion that the tea here can cure hunger.

Hungry travelers came here and drank tea and ate solid food. Sometimes they were too thirsty and drank a few more cups of tea, but they were surprised to find that they were no longer hungry.

Everyone just thought they were full after drinking water and didn't pay too much attention.

But the tea is really delicious.

Hot tea is refreshing, and herbal tea is fresh and refreshing. When caravans passing by, they are willing to come and drink a few bowls before going on their way.

Hearing how much everyone praised the herbal tea here, Meng Hao was full of expectations for the tea here.

No matter how good the tea is, can it be as good as my own Enlightenment Tea?

Meng Hao picked up the bowl of herbal tea, took a sip and savored it carefully.

It's a little bitter when you first take it in, but it quickly turns sweet. The fresh aroma reverberates between your mouth and nose. The tea seems to be very flexible and silky, with a soft feeling.

Meng Hao couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

“Good water!”

Meng Hao also likes to drink tea and has a certain ability to appreciate the quality of tea leaves.

He could clearly taste that the tea here was of high quality, no different from the tea in other cities, and even cheaper.
To be continued...