Before Old Man Wang and Old Man Ge could make a quick getaway, they were blocked by the six retainers.
"Old Wang, haven't you always wanted to drink Wan Hua Niang? Come on, it's my treat. Let's drink until we drop tonight."
"Old Wang, haven't you always coveted my ancient ginseng? What kind of relationship do we have? I'll send it over to you tomorrow."
"Old Ge, we've known each other for so many years, you have to help me this time."
“Old Ge, I’m so old and I don’t even have a single apprentice. I’m worried that my lineage will be lost. How can I face our ancestors? Old Ge, you can’t just stand by and watch me die.”
These high-level alchemists, who usually acted like wise and stern figures, were no different from the middle-aged women arguing in the street.
Old Man Wang and Old Man Ge hadn't expected this outcome either. They gave a wry smile and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm not the disciple you're looking for. What good is my satisfaction? It's still up to the three little ones to be satisfied."
"Old Wang is right. Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Old Wang: Damn it, these shameless old men, I shouldn't have told them this news.
"Alright, alright, be content. I've already done enough by giving you this information. I will definitely not tell you next time."
"No, Lao Wang, you're joking, you're joking. What kind of relationship do we have? You can't do this to me."
"Hehe." Old Man Wang chuckled haughtily, "Don't you want to know what those three value most?"
"Old Wang, here's the Wan Hua Wine for you. Take it home and savor it slowly."
"This is a drop of phoenix tear that I obtained a few days ago, and I'm giving it to you."
"These are dragon scales."
Old Wang and Old Ge stroked their beards with satisfaction, feeling great. They quickly put away all their treasures and then solemnly said, "That little girl seems to like spirit crystals."
"Anything else? What about the other two?"
"It's still spirit crystals. How could an alchemist, especially such a talented one, lack spirit crystals?" He was completely baffled.
"Geniuses are like geniuses! It's normal for them to have some unusual hobbies, so don't make a fuss about it."
Old Ge continued, "Since he's an alchemist, he's definitely powerless against top-grade pills and cultivation manuals from the Spirit Herb Sea. The little girl is so young; it would be even better if she had a cute pet."
"Old Wang, Old Ge, thank you so much this time."
"If I get my wish, I'll definitely treat you to a big meal."
Old Wang and Old Ge pouted, thinking, "How stingy! One meal isn't enough. We need at least ten or eight meals."
Ye Xiruo and the others were unaware of the earthquake at Youran Residence and were currently busy preparing dinner.
Everyone else went out to look for work today, but compared to the highly sought-after alchemists, the others weren't so lucky.
They went to several job postings, and the wages offered were all about the same, but the jobs themselves were... well, let's just say they weren't great.
Restaurant helpers earn 300 spirit crystals a month, mainly responsible for cleaning, serving dishes, washing vegetables, washing dishes, and cleaning. There are also people specifically in the back kitchen who chop meat, debone, and tend the fire.
Another option is for adventure teams to hire thugs to hunt monsters. They earn 100 spirit crystals a day, which sounds like a lot, but it's extremely dangerous.
To put it nicely, this is recruiting laborers; to put it bluntly, it's recruiting thugs and cannon fodder! In dangerous situations, these mercenaries are the easiest to abandon and use as cannon fodder. And the mortality rate for mercenaries is as high as 40%. This is clearly making money by risking their lives.
Some shops also hire employees, but the pay isn't great; they're just enough to barely survive in Mo City. As for accumulating spirit stones to cultivate and improve their strength, well, that's impossible.
Moreover, this is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly thing is the deadly poison in Chi Yi and the others. They will die from the poison in less than a month.
With their job search going poorly and their days numbered, you can imagine how these people feel; they're practically despondent.
The others on the Taiyan Continent also looked grim. They were either the pride of their sects, of noble birth, or sons of powerful families. Yet, after going out for a stroll, they were being forced to do the lowest and most menial jobs. This was utterly unacceptable, especially to the brothers Tai Yanheng and Tai Yanli.
"There is absolutely no way that I, the prince, would become a waiter."
Qingzhiyi and Huarong weren't much better off. Their families were incredibly wealthy, and they grew up with silver spoons in their mouths, never lifting a finger. Asking them to serve others was out of the question.
When Ye Xiruo and the others returned, they saw this group of people with cold expressions, looking melancholically at the sky that had completely darkened.
"What are you doing? Moon gazing?"
"Young Master, you're back. Did everything go smoothly?" Hua Rong asked.
Ye Xiruo nodded: "It went fairly smoothly, but our level is not high, so we don't know what level of treatment we can get."
"Alchemists are different from us roughnecks. No matter where they go, alchemists will never starve."
"So, you're about to starve to death."
"Yeah, unless we become waiters or go kill monsters."
That's incredibly tragic! The pressure to survive is immense!
As they were talking, Ye Liusha, dressed in black with a cold expression, walked in, exuding a murderous aura and a bloody smell. He carried his familiar sword in his arms and a bag in his hand. He walked up to Ye Xiruo and handed it to her: "This is for food and lodging."
She was about to leave when Ye Xiruo stopped her.
"Wait, what were you doing? Are you hurt?"
"There is no Colosseum."
Good heavens! This madman actually went to the Colosseum on his first day, that dangerous and chaotic place.
"Let me see." A ball of green light emerged from Ye Xiruo's palm, transforming into countless tiny threads that instantly enveloped Ye Liusha.
After a long pause, Ye Xiruo frowned. She claimed she wasn't injured, but if the knife in her chest had been any deeper, she might have died. Was it worth it for such a small amount of spirit crystals? Ye Xiruo was furious.
However, he couldn't ignore Ye Liusha's injuries, so he angrily took out a Small Rejuvenation Pill from his spatial ring, stuffed it into Ye Liusha's mouth, and then gave him a bottle of Rejuvenation Pills: "One a day, and you should be fully recovered in seven days."
"Thank you," Ye Liusha said, a slight change in expression appearing on his usually indifferent face. He then turned and went back to his room to heal his wounds.
"You're not going anywhere for the next seven days. Don't waste my pills."
The Colosseum, is it? That's a place to make money quickly.
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