The Conquest in Progress

Seeing the urgency on the Wang sisters' faces, Zhao Sheng smiled faintly and said, "I'll be responsible for preparing the perfume, while you'll handle the sales. We split the profits fifty-fifty."

"Impossible!" Wang Yuyan blurted out.

Zhao Sheng said unhurriedly, "Nothing is impossible. I imagine you wouldn't want the Wang Family to find out about something like perfume, either."

By then, he had already taken firm control of the situation.

After all, the Wang sisters were far too green. Zhao Sheng had easily seen through their thoughts.

"How did you guess?"

When Zhao Sheng exposed their purpose, Wang Yuyan's expression changed dramatically.

Zhao Sheng felt he could not keep provoking them. It would be troublesome if it produced the opposite effect.

He explained, "If the Wang Family knew about this, I don't think the ones who came today would be just the two of you..."

Only then did the Wang sisters realize they had revealed such a huge flaw.

Once she recovered, Wang Yuyan said seriously, "Half the profits is too much. An eighty-twenty split—I get eighty, you get twenty!"

Zhao Sheng shook his head. "No. Fifty-fifty is my bottom line. After all, I'm providing the raw materials, manpower, and formula. Besides, the process of making perfume is complicated and difficult."

"Without us, your perfume would never reach cultivators. Young Master Zhao, do you even have any sales channels?"

After Wang Yuyan retorted, Wang Yuqi suddenly added, "If my grandfather finds out, not only will you fail to earn even these few Spirit Stones, you may not even keep your life."

"Oh, that does count as a reason. Fine, I'll take a step back. We'll split it four-six."

"No..."

Half an hour later, after a cordial and friendly discussion, the two sides finally agreed on a thirty-seventy split. Zhao Sheng also generously stated that he could let the Wang sisters buy on credit first.

Once the negotiation succeeded, Zhao Sheng had imperceptibly drawn closer to the Wang sisters. This had been his greatest objective today.

Although the plan had changed midway, it had worked out by a lucky accident. With business dealings between them, their relationship would only grow closer and closer, until everything eventually fell into place.

After settling the monthly perfume output, Zhao Sheng glanced outside the pavilion and suddenly asked, "Is the person you brought reliable?"

Wang Yuyan froze for a moment, then nodded and said firmly, "Wang Si was raised by my father from childhood. He would never betray us!"

"Is your honored father currently at home?" Zhao Sheng probed.

Though Wang Yuyan lacked experience, she was quite clever. She immediately caught the hidden meaning in Zhao Sheng's words and quickly replied, "He went out to handle some matters. He won't be back for at least half a year."

Mm.

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng nodded, temporarily setting aside his intention to kill Wang Si.

At the same time, Wang Si outside the pavilion secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just moments ago, a powerful, razor-sharp Sword Intent had suddenly erupted from that Young Master Zhao and locked onto him.

In that instant, his entire body had been pierced by pain from the Sword Intent, and an illusion abruptly arose within him, as though he were facing a formidable Innate Sword Sect master.

"What a terrifying young man!" Wang Si was filled with dread as he could not help thinking, Could this man have already advanced to the Innate realm?

Wang Si could never have imagined that although Zhao Sheng possessed powerful Innate Sword Intent, he had yet to cultivate Innate True Qi.

Even after exhausting all the true qi in his body, he could only unleash one killing move equivalent to the full-force strike of an Innate Sword Sect master.

And this move was Zhao Sheng's greatest trump card, capable of easily killing any martial artist below the Innate realm.

After that day, the three-person group was officially established.

Zhao Sheng sent a message to his family by Carrier Pigeon, broadly explaining the matter.

Very soon, a secret workshop somewhere within Zhao Family Fortress was tightly sealed off. At the same time, a large number of trusted clan members were sent inside to begin producing perfume in bulk.

Meanwhile, Zhao Sheng used the Wang sisters' lack of experience and fear of exposing flaws as an excuse to insist on accompanying them.

Thus, after disguising themselves, the three entered and left the various Cultivation Markets throughout the Liang Kingdom, selecting particular shops through which they began selling perfume in bulk.

During this time, the three encountered danger several times, but the experienced Zhao Sheng resolved each crisis one by one.

The reason they did not sell retail was that Zhao Sheng knew full well that making perfume was not complicated and could not be concealed from anyone determined to uncover it. Therefore, before the formula was cracked, they had to reap the greatest possible profits.

The Wang sisters thought they could let the stream run long and thin. All that could be said was that they were thinking too simply.

The benefits of perfume were obvious, so the trio's sales went very smoothly, and things quickly got on track.

Time slipped away, and in the blink of an eye, four months had passed.

During that time, the three of them had made a fortune, far exceeding even their most optimistic estimates.

Yet Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuqi remained depressed the entire time, wearing gloomy expressions every day.

Because that guy had been right again. A cultivator had already cracked the perfume formula.

Sure enough, Compared to refining pills, making perfume really was simple.

Zhao Sheng did not care about such trifling profits.

It had taken him only two days to figure out the sisters' personalities.

The older sister was rational and clever, but a complete money-grubber. The younger sister was impatient and scatterbrained, vain, and fond of fine food and beautiful clothes.

Four months of day-and-night companionship had sent his relationship with the Wang Family sisters soaring by leaps and bounds. The younger sister, Wang Yuqi, had fallen deeply in love with him and was already trapped in the whirlpool of romance, unable to pull herself free.

The reason things had progressed so quickly was inseparable from Zhao Sheng's painstaking scheming, as well as two secrets to romance.

One was "Pan, Donkey, Deng, Small, Leisure." The other was a saying: "If she has never seen much of the world, take her to behold all its splendor; if her heart is steeped in life's vicissitudes, take her to ride the Carousel."

A handsome, dashing, and exceptionally clever young talent who was also willing to humble himself, spending every day inventing new ways to please you and make you laugh. Bringing you all kinds of delicious food and gorgeous clothes every day.

How many women in this world could withstand such temptation?

Wang Yuqi could not. Her sister Wang Yuyan seemed clear-headed, but when she looked at Zhao Sheng, her eyes often shone with an unusual light as well.

"Eight hundred and three, eight hundred and four, eight hundred and—"

In an elegantly plain and spacious room, Wang Yuyan wore a serious expression as she recited numbers, counting the total number of Spirit Stones the three of them had earned during this period.

A small mountain of Spirit Stones had already piled up on the table before her.

At that moment, Wang Yuqi, seated beside her in a pink long dress with tassels, suddenly complained impatiently, "Sister Yuyan, stop counting. There are eight hundred and fifty-four Spirit Stones in total. You've counted them dozens of times already. Isn't that enough?"

"Eight hundred and nine, eight hundred and ten."

Wang Yuyan ignored her younger sister and continued counting at an unhurried pace.

Wang Yuqi was instantly driven a little mad and immediately cried out, "Zhi Qin-ge said to give him two hundred and forty Spirit Stones. He doesn't want the remaining change."