The second day, the sun was high in the sky, and bright sunlight streamed into the room.
Master Pagoda lay on the ground, looking drained and dazed.
He had been refining pills all night!
All night!
"Master is truly inhuman!"
Master Pagoda felt like crying. He wanted to slap himself. He shouldn't have boasted that he could refine pills.
Now he was screwed.
Beside Master Pagoda, Jun Wangyou was excitedly gathering the pills.
After one night, Master Pagoda had refined over two thousand Qi Refining Pills.
Each one sold for 45 yuan.
If they were all sold, that would be ninety thousand yuan in Spirit Stones.
If it were like this every day, would he still worry about lacking cultivation resources?
He glanced at Master Pagoda, and Jun Wangyou's smile immediately vanished.
He also felt a bit guilty towards Master Pagoda and couldn't help but say:
"Tata, is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you."
"Don't worry, this kind of high-intensity refining will only happen today. It won't be like this again."
"You mean it?"
Master Pagoda got up and first glared at Jun Wangyou, then looked at him with suspicion in his eyes.
"Of course."
Jun Wangyou nodded, then added with a sly grin:
"Actually, you don't have to refine pills if you don't want to. As long as you can teach other Spirits how to refine them, then you won't have to."
With that, Jun Wangyou had already packed up all the pills.
As he reached the door, Jun Wangyou turned back again and asked:
"Tata, is there really nothing you want?"
Hearing this, Master Pagoda shook his head and sighed:
"Not for now. Even if there were, Master, you couldn't afford it."
"Oh, then forget it."
With that, Jun Wangyou left without delay.
"Little money, here I come."
After Jun Wangyou left, Master Pagoda lowered his head in thought in the room.
He seriously considered the feasibility of teaching other Spirits how to refine pills.
Spirits also had levels. Not every Spirit was as smart, clever, kind, cute, generous, and handsome as he was.
The vast majority of Spirits were very rigid and only executed single commands; they were, in a word, intellectually disabled.
Teaching such Spirits to refine pills?
Don't be ridiculous.
"Forget it, I'll try anyway. There are bound to be some I can teach!"
Master Pagoda sighed, tilted his head up, and felt a bit of existential doubt.
In the past, given his status, every master had treated him with politeness, carefully coaxing and pampering him.
But now...
"Alas, fate."
Duobao Market.
Jun Wangyou returned here again.
It was still the familiar corner, the familiar small stall.
He spread out a piece of cloth and placed 200 bottles of pills on it.
With everything ready, Jun Wangyou began to hawk his wares:
"Pills for sale! Top-grade Qi Refining Pills, 45 yuan each, sold at a loss, direct from the manufacturer. You can't lose money, you can't be fooled..."
Jun Wangyou's voice was loud, and soon many people were attracted.
Among them were many old customers from last time.
"Huh, it's Duobao Daoist."
Someone recognized Jun Wangyou, their eyes lit up, and they immediately stepped forward.
"Quick, quick, quick, Duobao Daoist is here again, if you're slow, you won't be able to buy any."
"Duobao Daoist, leave 50 bottles for me, I'll go back to get money from my wife right away."
In almost an instant, Jun Wangyou's stall was once again surrounded by people.
This time, no one questioned the authenticity of Jun Wangyou's elixirs anymore.
Everyone eagerly took out money to buy.
Jun Wangyou's face immediately broke into a smile. While collecting money, he handed out elixirs and said:
"45 yuan each, it's a small business, no credit, limited quantity, first come, first served."
And just as Jun Wangyou's elixirs were selling like hotcakes.
Inside Baodan Pavilion across the way, Nalan Fenghua's brows were already deeply furrowed.
"This kid actually came again, this isn't how you squander money, damn it!"
Nalan Fenghua fiercely squeezed the teacup in her hand, gritting her teeth.
If Jun Wangyou had sold them at the market price, she wouldn't be this upset.
But unfortunately, Jun Wangyou's selling price was 5 Spirit Stones lower than the market price.
This was clearly disrupting the market!
If the quantity was small, it would be fine, but if the quantity was large.
Who would come to her Baodan Pavilion to buy elixirs in the future!
Unless, they also followed suit and lowered their prices.
But doing so would inevitably result in a loss of profit.
"Damn kid! Don't let me find out who you are, or else... No! This can't go on any longer, who can guarantee this kid won't come again next time."
Nalan Fenghua's eyes flickered, she decided to go herself and meet Jun Wangyou.
On the other side, the 2000 elixirs brought by Jun Wangyou were quickly sold out.
And his title, Duobao Daoist, also gradually became known in the market.
With 90,000 Spirit Stones in his account, Jun Wangyou was beaming, happily counting.
After deducting the 5,000 Spirit Stones spent on materials, he made a net profit of 85,000.
"It's great to have free labor, no wonder those unscrupulous bosses in my past life loved to exploit their employees so much."
Jun Wangyou muttered to himself, then packed up his things to leave.
Just then, a melodious voice, like a warbler's song, called out to him.
"Junior brother, can we talk for a moment?"
Hearing this, Jun Wangyou turned his head to look.
He saw a beautiful woman in a red gauze dress, with a voluptuous figure and a charming face, standing behind him.
"Senior sister, you're late, the elixirs are sold out, please come again next time."
Jun Wangyou raised an eyebrow, thinking the person in front of him was also here to buy elixirs. He gave a perfunctory reply and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Nalan Fenghua was instantly furious. She strode forward, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, and said indignantly:
"Junior brother, I'm not here to buy elixirs from you."
"I'm here to talk to you about your pricing."
"Do you know that your selling price has disrupted the market?"
"Market? What market?"
Jun Wangyou turned his head, his gaze provocative. By this point, he knew exactly why this person was here.
"Of course, the elixir market. Your selling price is too low, far below the market price. As long as you sell elixirs, our elixirs can't be sold. Don't you think it's unethical?"
Nalan Fenghua frowned and said righteously.
"Market? Morality? Heh, what does it have to do with me? I'll just sell them this low, bite me if you can."
Jun Wangyou said dismissively.
He bought the materials himself, refined the elixirs himself, and the selling price was entirely up to him.
As long as it was higher than the cost of materials, he made a profit no matter how much he sold them for.
This person in front of him actually wanted to morally blackmail him, bah!
"You, do you know who you're talking to?!"
Nalan Fenghua was furious, and the pressure of the Golden Core Realm began to be released.
However, Jun Wangyou seemed completely unfazed and continued:
"Who you are is none of my business. If you don't like my prices, then sell them for less than me if you have the guts.
"No matter how low you sell them, you'll still make a profit, right?"
Jun Wangyou sneered, then turned to leave.
This time, Nalan Fenghua didn't stop him again. She just watched Jun Wangyou coldly before turning to leave herself.
And not long after Jun Wangyou left.
All the merchants selling elixirs in Duobao Market received an order.
The next time Duobao Daoist comes to sell elixirs, all merchants must lower their prices simultaneously, and they must be lower than Duobao Daoist's.
Nalan Fenghua decided to wage a price war to force Jun Wangyou out.
Of course, Jun Wangyou was unaware of this news.
He was currently happily on his way back to Lingtian Peak.
But as soon as he returned to Lingtian Peak, he heard a deafeningly loud voice from the foot of the mountain.
"Chen Tian, with his younger brother Chen Xiaotian, has come to apologize to True Disciple Jun Wangyou. We hope True Disciple will grant us an audience."
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