This was extortion—barefaced extortion. In any other place, Wuyuan would have slapped this silver-haired brat until he could no longer tell east from west. But right now, he had no choice but to coax him gently. Even a Buddha could lose his temper. This was an act that offered benefits with not a single drawback, yet the brat in front of him was still refusing and making excuses. Wuyuan's fury kept mounting.
"There is no need to worry. Qinglian Temple held this Pill Assembly precisely because we wanted to witness the bearing of Yuánling City's newly crowned Pill King. At the same time, we wished to give the many alchemists a good opportunity to display their skills. If Benefactor Lu can refine another one or two batches of pills, there is no doubt that this Pill Assembly will be elevated to an even greater level. Only then will it live up to the purpose behind our temple's hosting it. I hope Benefactor Lu will not refuse." Wuyuan spoke with a smile.
"This... I never expected your temple to possess both low-grade and mid-grade Huiyuan Pills. These are unique to the Buddhist Sect; outsiders like us can hardly obtain even one." Lu Xiaotian looked envious.
"If Benefactor Lu can refine pills according to our temple's requirements later, not only will the pills he refines belong to him, but apart from the Huiyuan Pill awarded as the first-place prize, our temple will present him with the other one as well."
The veins on Wuyuan's forehead nearly leaped out. He naturally understood the implication in Lu Xiaotian's tone. The other man had clearly seen that he had ulterior motives. Wuyuan dared swear that in another place, in another situation, if this brat dared make such an outrageous demand, he would absolutely slap him