In any case, pre-sales of Longevity Springwater from Liba Beach had already exceeded a million drops.
For springwater with a planned annual output of seventy thousand drops, that was more than a decade's worth.
Considering that the main household would release only thirty to forty percent of the production, that meant... the production capacity for the next thirty years had already been bought up.
And this was only pre-sales. The terrifying reputation of Liba Beach was obvious from that alone.
Still, it was not all that exaggerated. High-end products had always been scarce. For example, Xuanhuang Sect's Yellow Profound Qi—the kind Vermilion Ginger Grass looked down on—had long since been booked five hundred years in advance.
Within those five hundred years, anyone who wanted Yellow Profound Qi could only get it from someone else. As for the price... only those involved knew the pain.
Interestingly, more than thirty percent of the reservations for Liba Beach's Longevity Spring came from cultivators of the Kunhao Realm.
Feng Jun was practically half a native of Kun Hao and knew its circumstances very well. He knew there was... something false about those orders.
Setting all other factors aside, that realm simply did not have that kind of purchasing power. How could such a tiny realm possibly absorb hundreds of thousands of drops of Longevity Springwater?
The cultivators of Kun Hao were certainly likely seeking to extend their lifespans, but... who could guarantee they would not resell it after getting their hands on it?
However, that was no longer something Feng Jun needed to consider. Since he had decided to put Gu Jiahui in charge, he called her over, explained the general idea, and told her that from now on, she would have full responsibility for this matter and coordinate with Vermilion Ginger Grass.
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