About a month later.
Aboard a silver-white flying boat, Li Ping gazed down at the unbroken mountain ranges below, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Not long ago, after speaking with Shen Yu at the Treasure-Gathering Tower, he had fired up his furnace on the spot as a show of sincerity, refining the batch of ingredients Shen Yu had brought into Earth-Replenishing Pills right before his eyes.
The batch yielded ten pills, all with perfect medicinal potency.
After inspecting them and finding nothing wrong, Shen Yu had no doubts left. He respectfully signed an agreement with Li Ping.
The agreement went roughly as follows: the Treasure-Gathering Tower would promote him for free through its channels and clientele and secure alchemy commissions for him without charging any referral fees. In return, he would nominally serve as a senior guest elder of the Treasure-Gathering Tower and give priority to the alchemy commissions it referred to him.
Of course, he did not actually have to do anything for the Treasure-Gathering Tower, nor did he need to worry about it forcing him to refine pills. Everything would be subject to his own wishes.
In addition, he would enjoy the same ten-percent discount as its other guest elders when shopping at the Treasure-Gathering Tower.
Li Ping was very satisfied with this agreement.
After all, he held the absolute upper hand in this partnership. He could enjoy considerable convenience while paying almost nothing in return.
But the Treasure-Gathering Tower was not losing out either. With a few negligible concessions, it had successfully secured the services of a third-tier middle-grade pill refiner, getting him to prioritize the clients it referred.
Calling it merely not losing out was an understatement. It had struck a gold mine.
What core formation cultivator did not need pills refined? And even in