Fang Chen kept a thousand bottles for himself, then waved his hand and passed the rest to the Fire Glazed Saint. "Senior Huo Li, I'll leave the distribution to you!"
The Fire Glazed Saint nodded slightly. With a sweep of his hand, he gave every Glazed Sword Sect disciple present a hundred bottles.
"Thank you, Senior Huo Li! Thank you, Elder Floating Immortal!"
The Glazed Sword Sect disciples were thrilled to receive the Bell Fruit Essential Oil. They immediately thanked the Fire Glazed Saint and Fang Chen.
Saint Ziwei and the others watched with envy. They had plenty of Bell Fruit themselves, but they lacked the ability to extract its oil so quickly.
Seeing this, a few of the bolder Saints sent mental messages to Saint Ziwei. "Fellow Daoist Ziwei, why don't you ask the Floating Immortal Saint whether he'd be willing to extract the oil from our Bell Fruit?"
Saint Ziwei frowned slightly. "I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate. He certainly won't do it for us without compensation!"
"We wouldn't dare ask him to! How about this: if he agrees to extract the Bell Fruit Essential Oil for us, we'll take only half of what he produces. He can keep the other half!"
"Yes, yes, I'd agree to that too!"
"So would I!"
The people who had come with Saint Ziwei all sent their agreement.
After hearing them out, Saint Ziwei frowned slightly, then replied through a mental message. "All right. Since you all agree, I'll go and ask him!"
"Sorry for the trouble, Fellow Daoist Ziwei!"
The Saints thanked Saint Ziwei through mental messages.
Under their watchful eyes, Saint Ziwei flew toward Fang Chen. When he reached him, he bowed slightly to Fang Chen and the Fire Glazed Saint, then said to Fang Chen, "Fellow Daoist Floating Immortal,