Chapter 3120 — Tianchan's Thoughts
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"Mm, there's nothing to get excited about. This business is no great matter," Ancestor Xuanchen said with a faint wave of his hand. "It will only cause Wei Zhao some financial difficulty; it won't break his bones."
"True enough. Oh, by the way—just now Wei Zhao asked me how the matter of the Qi-Gathering Pills was coming along. Father-in-law, when shall we begin refining pills for Wei Zhao?" Kang Jingming asked.
"No rush for now. The business with Little One and Little Eleven last time has already put Squad Leader Bai on his guard. If this time Wei Zhao eats a pill and dies from it, he certainly won't let the matter rest. We wait a while longer. When the wood-element heir has been fully cultivated, then I shall have nothing to fear and can deal with Wei Zhao with my hands untied," Ancestor Xuanchen said.
"Understood, Father-in-law. So for the time being we continue refining first-rank and second-rank pills, correct?" Kang Jingming asked.
"Correct. Take all the money of our Five Luminaries Sect and use it to buy up the ingredients for first-rank and second-rank pills, then refine them as fast as you can. You must understand that the Cultivators' Guild's demand is enormous; we shall glut this market until it is saturated so that Wei Zhao has no way to get a foothold," Ancestor Xuanchen said. "Moreover, we should refine extra stock, so that if a time comes when we have no leisure to refine, the Cultivators' Guild will not run short of goods."
"Understood," Kang Jingming nodded. Actually, even if the Xuandan Sect and the Five Luminaries Sect refined pills together, the cost would not be low. After all, even for first-rank and second-rank pills, refining in bulk could not guarantee a steady success rate, and with the effort spread thin, the rate of spoiled pills would only climb.
Besides, not every alchemist was a second-rank or third-rank alchemist; there were also many alchemist disciples for whom succeeding once out of two attempts was already considered good.
Fortunately, although the cost was high, the selling price was higher still; even at a discount there was considerable profit. Otherwise, given Ancestor Xuanchen's temperament, he would never have done business at a loss.
There were many ways to strike at Wei Zhao; there was no need to lose money just to make a show of it, harming others without benefiting oneself. To harm others and benefit oneself at the same time—that was Ancestor Xuanchen's style.
Dongfang Ying had half an eye socket shorn off. Though he had taken a Small Restoration Pill to stop the bleeding, a lost eye socket could not grow back. All he could do now was find some way to fit a fake eyeball and a protective casing over the skull.
"Tomorrow-Plus-Tomorrow Sect, I'm not done with you!" After fleeing, Dongfang Ying crouched in a deserted place, gasping for breath. He fumbled out his phone and dialed Dongfang Jinxing's number.
"Dongfang Ying, how goes it? You've reached East Sea City, haven't you? Is everything going smoothly? Have you found out who killed Dongfang Jian?" Dongfang Jinxing asked.
"Patriarch, I've found out—it was the Tomorrow-Plus-Tomorrow Sect!" Dongfang Ying said through gritted teeth. "But I've been badly wounded too!"
"You? Badly wounded? What happened? Don't tell me the killer who murdered Dongfang Jian is still there?" Dongfang Jinxing was startled and asked hastily.