Chapter 32 Forced Transaction (Please read on, please vote!)
This is the foundation upon which Wang Yu can operate. Having an additional sect certification brings many benefits, especially when cooperating with those in power within the system, where it can play an even greater role.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tao shook his head.
"I have the credentials of a first-grade high-level alchemist."
"Then let Huang Kai and Luo Pinghu take it. Meet here again at 9:00 AM three days later. I will then bring out what you want."
It's a deal.
"nature."
The three tacitly refrained from asking how much benefit Wang Yu could gain in the process, since no one is a saint without desires, especially not in the Demon Sect.
As long as the promised profits are guaranteed, how much Wang Yu earns is entirely up to his ability and has nothing to do with the three of them.
After the group disbanded, Wang Yu went to another shop, [Aoxue Pill Shop], which was also the shop where he had looked at the "Cold Blood Pill". He had money in his hand, so he went to buy a high-grade Cold Blood Pill.
The idea of forming a small alchemy society of four people was actually a spur-of-the-moment decision, because he realized that making money through alchemy was not feasible, as his training time was too short, barely a year.
Born a spirit slave with a useless spiritual root, his cultivation level is abnormal, let alone his excellent alchemy skills.
If someone investigates him closely, it could bring unexpected trouble. Therefore, a different approach can also make money.
The Alchemist Society was born out of this idea. As for the promised conditions, it was an idea that came to him immediately after he obtained the Enforcement Token.
That's the Ice and Snow Tower!
As for pills, they don't necessarily have to be sold to pill shops. Selling them to Bingxuelou would actually be more suitable. Zhao Shang is greedy and audacious. He dares to secretly go against Su Zhenchuan's wishes, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid.
The enforcement order will be Wang Yu's decisive blow to turn the tide; he has no choice but to be afraid!
Ice and Snow Pavilion is a private force belonging to the true lineage. It not only has ordinary disciples like Wang Yu, but also factions within the sect that favor him and invest in him.
Therefore, there will be younger disciples from all sides.
This leads to a considerable force that can easily absorb the output of just three first-tier alchemists.
After purchasing the high-grade Cold Blood Pill he had been longing for from Aoxue Danpu, Wang Yu went straight to Bingxuelou. Since he hadn't been away for long, when he pushed open the door again...
Zhao Shang said in a tone of surprise and slight sarcasm.
"Look, isn't this Junior Brother Wang, who is favored by the True Disciple? What... you've come back after complaining?"
If there was a slight worry before, seeing Wang Yu return instantly made them feel fearless.
"I think you've misunderstood, Brother Zhao."
Wang Yu looked around and saw several inner disciples sitting behind a screen on the side platform on the first floor, presumably drinking tea. They all looked over when they heard the noise.
"I think we need a private space so we can have a proper talk."
"Talk? You think you're worthy?!"
"You stinking beggar, I don't care how you tricked the True Disciple. No matter how arrogant you are, Ice Snow Pavilion will be your burial ground."
Seeing Zhao Shang's eagerness to pin the blame on him, his attempt to define the situation, and even his intention to take action, Wang Yu instantly understood his thoughts.
It's simply a matter of acting first and informing later to eliminate potential threats.
What a madman!
"Bang—"
A plaque with the words "Enforcement" written in blood on a gold background was inserted into the counter's surface, Wang Yu said calmly.
"Harming fellow disciples, embezzling sect profits, and misleading true disciples—what do you think of these three crimes? Will they help you advance further? Like, directly...ascending to heaven!"
Zhao Shang's expression changed. He knew Wang Yu's background. Was it Su Zhen who passed it on? No—if so, he was already dead, not talking.
In other words, another important figure has taken a liking to Wang Yu.
Damn lucky guy!
Zhao Shang had never been so jealous of a spirit slave!
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He dared to flatter his superiors and fawn over his subordinates because he was certain that Su Zhenchuan was embroiled in trouble and had no time to manage the Ice and Snow Pavilion. As long as the profits transferred upwards remained unchanged, he would not encounter any problems.
The subordinates he bullied were mostly ordinary disciples like Wang Yu and Su Qingshan, who had no background or connections. As for those from various lineages in the Ice and Snow Pavilion, he was just a dog.
Take Duan Ping, for example. His family, the Duan clan, is the maternal clan of Su Zhenchuan. They hold a high position in the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect. Even if he is just a collateral son, they can still order him around.
If the Enforcement Hall is involved, and things escalate, no matter the reason, he'll be finished.
After quickly figuring it out, Zhao Shang immediately changed his tune.
"Junior Brother Wang, I was just joking with you."
"I'll have that person vacate a room for you right away, just a moment."
"No need, let's talk privately."
"That's fine too, whatever Junior Brother Wang says."
This time it went much more smoothly. They moved to a private room on the third floor called "High Mountains and Flowing Water," where Wang Yu stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.
“Zhao Shang, you bullied me first. I have a solution to this. Listen to it.”
Zhao Shang remained smiling.
"Please feel free to speak."
"I need a batch of affordable spiritual herbs for alchemy. The finished pills will be purchased by Ice Snow Pavilion and accounted for through official channels. The price will be higher than the market price."
It's possible to have Zhao Shang personally compensate with a sum of spirit stones, but that's not a reliable option, and there's a high chance of retaliation afterward.
Why not invite him to join forces in plundering the spirit stones belonging to the Ice and Snow Pavilion under the guise of cooperation? With this cooperation, both of them will have dirt on each other, and if it gets out, they'll both die, becoming ants on the same rope.
Although Wang Yu hated Zhao Shang to the core, he did not yet have the ability to eliminate him and had to wait.
Upon hearing his request, Zhao Shang instinctively refused.
"That's impossible. I manage the Ice and Snow Pavilion, but I'm only responsible for the Essence and Qi Chamber and internal missions. The pills, spirit stones, and other resources distributed to other people are not under my management."
"Besides, your asking price is too high. The market price is already high, and you want it even higher. How is that possible? I'll be dead when we check the accounts later."
Wang Yu shook his head.
"I'm selling it to you at market price; I don't know how much Ice Snow Pavilion can offer."
The implication is that anything above market price is yours; how much you earn depends on your own abilities.
Zhao Shang fell silent, quickly calculating in his mind.
Anyone who cultivates to the late stage of Qi Refining and has some ambition will prepare to break through to Foundation Establishment, and accumulating spirit stones is of paramount importance.
With the backing of the Reverse Blood Sect, ordinary Foundation Establishment Pills, such as the "Reverse Blood Pill," can be bought for around four thousand spirit stones. However, if you want a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, the pill itself costs ten thousand spirit stones, and you also need to pull strings, so the cost is not low.
Part of the reason he was so greedy was because of this.
Through the internal channels of the Ice and Snow Pavilion transmitted by Su Zhen, three Foundation Establishment Pills are available every year, with a clear price of 30,000 spirit stones.
At this price, even a dog would be speechless.
It was too high, so high that even Zhao Shang couldn't accumulate enough, and thus, flattering superiors and currying favor with inferiors became a lucrative path.
A long silence followed.
Zhao Shang gritted his teeth and said.
"I agree, but you must have proof of the Alchemy Hall, otherwise I can't convince the fellow Daoist in charge of managing the building's welfare."
(End of this chapter)
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