Zhou Bai finished speaking, then thought for a moment. He always felt as though he had gotten the direction wrong.
He suddenly thought, Our pills are actually pretty good, but we can't sell them because nobody knows about them. People don't dare buy them. I've got it—I'll go knocking on doors myself tomorrow!
"What do you mean?" Fang Yu asked.
Zhou Bai said, "I won't sell them on the streets. I'll go directly to wealthy households. If any of them have someone frail and sickly, I'll give them our pills!"
"As long as they work, and those people recommend us, our pills will definitely become famous. Once they're famous, they'll sell easily!"
"When that time comes, will we still have to worry about no one buying them?"
Zhou Bai went on at length. Just then, Fang Yu looked ahead.
They had arrived at the entrance of Tianxian Temple.
There, they saw a youth dressed in Daoist robes standing nearby. A horse stood beside him, and the youth was standing next to the Stone Cauldron.
Zhou Bai was somewhat startled. Who was this person?
The young Daoist looked refined and harmless. Unaffected by their arrival, he continued staring at the cauldron before him.
Chen Feng was examining it and discovered that the lid was sealed tightly, seemingly fused to the lower half. He ignored the newcomers and suddenly slapped the Stone Cauldron.
BOOM!
A violent roar rang out. Wild winds howled as the two people nearby were flung away. The deafening sound echoed through the heavens, carrying far into the distance and drawing the attention of countless people in the distant city.
CRACK!
The Stone Cauldron suddenly burst apart, revealing a bronze hue within. Rays of light blossomed forth, illuminating the somewhat dim sky.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
The Young Daoist continued