Pfft!
Xiang Yuan sprayed out a mouthful of tea and covered his face as he coughed.
Didn't you dislike it? Why were you drinking it again?
Daoist Purple Duckweed inwardly scoffed and urged, "Can you do it or not? Give me a straight answer."
Seeing Daoist Purple Duckweed's serious expression, Xiang Yuan could not help looking strange. "Suppose—just suppose—the pills are refined. Would you dare eat them?"
"The Dao of pills, how could it be so shallow!"
"Quit feeding me grand principles. Just tell me, do you dare or not?"
"..."
Daoist Purple Duckweed looked at her nose, her nose at her heart, and said no more.
"Exactly. You can't just eat things at random. Besides, there's an even more practical problem: how would you collect the medicine?"
"Have Junior Sister Qin collect it."
"Oh, forget it. She'd definitely line her own pockets. If you got even a drop, I'd count it as a loss. And once there are more people, thirty percent won't be enough for you to split. The little boat of sisterly friendship can capsize at any moment—aren't you afraid people will laugh if word gets out?"
Xiang Yuan decisively rejected this money-making avenue. People could do things, but they could not be too perverted. He said bluntly, "This route has already been monopolized by your Eldest Senior Sister. Her appetite is enormous; you won't get a single coin. Don't say I didn't warn you—if you really set your sights on this route, I might spare your life, but your Eldest Senior Sister won't."
"So then, what exactly happened? Just tell me already!" Daoist Purple Duckweed was so anxious that her eyes had turned red.
Die of impatience!
Xiang Yuan simply would not tell her. Relishing the joy of being a riddler, he took a storage pouch