Regardless of what others thought of Qi Zhiheng, Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian stayed in the house for half a month.
Half a month later, Qi Zhiheng refined a large amount of medicinal powder, condensed dew, and pills, intending to sell them outside.
As the two walked outside, they overheard some people talking, clearly indicating they weren't going to avoid them.
Finally, Zhou Chu arrived at the Yuansheng Academy. Yang Yitian frowned unhappily: "The top-tier disciples outside want to distance themselves from us. Won't that make us seem unpopular?"
Qi Zhiheng didn't take these things to heart: "There's no need to take unimportant people to heart."
Qi Zhiheng's houses and shops are all located at the foot of the mountain near Yuanshengyuan, which makes it much more convenient for him to travel back and forth.
The two arrived at the shop at the foot of the mountain.
The plaque was still covered with a red cloth. Although there was no one guarding the place, Yang Yitian had put up several defensive talismans on his iron chains, so most people wouldn't dare to mess with it.
The two entered the medicine shop, which had been cleaned by someone they had hired beforehand; it was spotless and tidy.
Qi Zhiheng took out all the pills and powders, and the two began to arrange them.
"Do we need to look after this medicine shop?" Yang Yitian asked while arranging the medicines.
Qi Zhiheng said, "Let's keep an eye on it for now. Our family should be arriving soon, and we can just let them take over then."
Yang Yitian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Qi Zhiheng didn't plan to do any publicity, and just like that, a pill shop opened quietly.
The ceremony was simple. Qi Zhiheng opened the red envelope, revealing a plaque that read "Qi Family Pill Shop".
Qi Zhiheng hadn't deliberately publicized it, but the news of him opening a pill shop still spread rapidly. Even Qi Zhiheng hadn't expected this.
Right now, a few people are huddled together, discussing in hushed tones.
"I heard from those disciples who were following Qi Zhiheng that those two Class A students who used to sell barbecue are not only neglecting their cultivation, but now they've switched to selling pills!" This was a Class B disciple who was also someone who closely followed news from Class A. Besides cultivating, his favorite thing to do was to find out about Class A. Now that he had obtained firsthand information, he immediately shared it with his companions.
"Two barbecue vendors selling pills? What idiot would buy them?" A fair-skinned disciple, concerned about his reputation, couldn't believe it and simply couldn't understand Qi Zhiheng's actions!
"Why is Qi Zhiheng not cultivating properly and instead getting involved in these crooked and evil practices? Does he think that because he's a disciple of Class A of the Yuansheng Academy, he can do whatever he wants? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?" The hairy disciple said with a disdainful look.
“I bet this shop won’t last more than two months,” the fair-skinned disciple said confidently.
"They're supposed to be top-tier disciples, they can't be this incompetent, can they?" said the disciple who first gathered the information.
"You actually think highly of him?" The fair-skinned disciple found it unbelievable!
"Hahaha! Of course not, it's just that we think that since they are disciples of Class A, they should be able to stay open for at least three months before going out of business," the disciple who received the news laughed.
The group chattered amongst themselves, and eventually they all burst into laughter.
Although word has spread about Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian's medicine shops, no one has visited them yet.
Yang Yitian spent his free time in the inner room drawing talismans to prepare for the upcoming competition.
In the blink of an eye, he drew another talisman. Yang Yitian thought to himself that if he couldn't win the fight, he could use the talisman to bombard the enemy.
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