"Huh? How was I being generous to the other sects?" I was startled. Ling Nu patted the back of my hand and said with a beaming smile, "Ling An told me everything. You brought so many Heaven-Mending Pills—quite a number of them, too. Surely you weren't planning to hand them all out along the way, were you? By that calculation, wouldn't our Star Soul Sect become a minor sect..."
"I... I was planning to sell these pills in batches at the various markets. This is meant to draw in rogue cultivators from all over and indirectly plunder the righteous path's resources, narrowing the gap between our demonic path and the righteous path, or even letting our demonic path firmly suppress them. Besides, Falling Wood Valley also needs a large number of pills to get started. It's not as though I planned to distribute every last one, right?" I forced a bitter smile. Although Falling Wood Valley had long since achieved self-sufficiency, I couldn't say everything out loud. Without keeping some things under wraps, how was I supposed to get by?
Earlier, I had only revealed half of what I possessed in front of Ling An and the others, thinking that wealth should not be flaunted. I hadn't expected my well-informed father-in-law to catch wind of it anyway. For now, all I could do was keep haggling.
"Little Tian, I understand everything you're saying. We've been keeping an eye on the shops we've infiltrated in the various markets. Look here—I've calculated the quantities for you. Don't you think this would be a better way to distribute them? I've spared no effort maintaining connections in Immortal Offering City, so you need to seize this opportunity." Ling Nu had clearly come prepared. He produced a document that directly listed the best pretexts for