Li Bufan went to the front hall and found Steward Zhou busy at work. He cupped his fists. "Steward Zhou, sorry for the trouble, but could you ask District Master Zhao to come? I have something important to discuss with him."
Seeing Li Bufan's solemn expression, Steward Zhou did not dare delay. "Of course, Core Disciple Li. Please wait a moment. I'll go now."
Less than half an hour later, Zhao Mengdong hurried over. He was all smiles and light on his feet. Business at the Ten Thousand Spirits District had clearly picked up over the past two weeks, leaving him in excellent spirits.
He laughed as soon as he entered. "What is it, my young friend Li? Tired of being cooped up in the alchemy room and looking for some fresh air?"
Li Bufan invited Zhao Mengdong to sit and explained his idea.
Zhao Mengdong nodded as he listened, but his brow remained furrowed. After a moment's thought, he said, "You have a point, my young friend Li. The market for Third-Rank Pills is larger, and the profits are higher. But..."
His tone shifted. "If you put all your energy into refining Third-Rank Pills, it'll be hard to keep up with the First-Rank and Second-Rank Pills."
"We've only just wrested that market back from the Treasure Pavilion and the Mystic Commerce Guild. Without a steady supply of pills, I'm afraid they'll snatch it away again."
He paused, then added, "Especially your Azure Origin Pill. Once it appeared, our reputation in the market quickly turned around."
"If the supply of Azure Origin Pills dries up, I'm afraid we'll lose the customers we worked so hard to win back." Worry crept into his voice.
Li Bufan already had an answer. "Here's what we'll do, District Master Zhao. Find some people you