The Dan Sect has been closed to the public for nearly a thousand years, during which time the amount of pills refined by its alchemists, both high and low, stored up is quite terrifying.
Having so many pills sitting on your hands is a waste if you don't use them.
Ji Fengyao guessed that the people below also had the idea of exchanging pills for other things, so she took the initiative to suggest that everyone take this opportunity to dispose of some of the pills they had, as a way to add good luck to the celebration.
On the day of the opening ceremony, visitors from all directions flocked to the rebuilt Liuxiang Town like a tide.
The newly established resource gathering team of Danzong, which consisted of powerful demons from the Suyuan Continent, acted as security guards, setting up checkpoints at several entrances and exits of Liuxiang Town. They also followed the example of other towns by collecting "entrance fees" and conducting personnel screening.
But when the major sects heard the amount of the "entrance fee" quoted by the powerful demons, they immediately became displeased:
The Dongdan family's collateral descendants, especially those who had managed to get to the front and were about to enter, were utterly astonished.
"What?! It costs ten spirit stones per person to enter the town? Why don't you just rob us?" Dong Danju felt like his liver was aching.
The collateral descendants could only obtain about ten spirit stones in a year.
The entrance fee alone costs ten yuan, so the pills inside must be expensive too. What's the point of them going in to buy anything?
I thought that after being sealed off for a thousand years, the opening of the Dan Sect would be a big sale, but I never expected that this would be a classic case of hoarding and speculation.
Selling fake goods, what a swindler!
“Fellow Daoist, the Dan Sect is a righteous sect. Since its founding, Liuxiang Town has never had a precedent of charging an entrance fee. You must not take it upon yourselves to ruin the good reputation of the Dan Sect that has been established for thousands of years,” said Dongdan Fuji, the eldest elder of the Dongdan family who led the delegation, in a rather pretentious manner.
The tiger demons in charge of this checkpoint are at least fourth-tier great demons, and they are not afraid of a mere Dongdan Fuji.
Tiger's thick eyebrows furrowed, remembering Ji Fengyao's intensive training: "So what if it's a righteous sect? Does it mean they don't need to eat, drink, relieve themselves, or buy things? It's precisely because they didn't charge protection... uh, entrance fees in the past that the alchemists of the Pill Sect are so poor!"
The thousand-year closure of the mountain depleted its savings, and many young alchemists nearly starved to death.
"If you don't make some money to live comfortably, do you want to go to the underworld and have them refine your elixirs or something?"
Everyone: "..."
It seems like the style of the Dan Sect's opening ceremony has changed drastically this time.
Even when Mo Linxian was so disliked before, he never acted this wildly. Now listen to what kind of outrageous words he has to say.
Everyone knows that once a cultivator reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, they can live in seclusion.
Especially for the Dan Sect, it's impossible for them to lack the pills from the remote valley. How could they possibly starve to death? Who are you kidding?!
What's even more outrageous is...
Every child over three years old on the continent of Danling knows that the wealthiest family is the Dan Sect, because everyone needs elixirs.
Even if they were to close their mountain for a thousand years, their sect's medicinal fields and accumulated resources would be more than enough to sustain them.
They can't believe they can cry poverty! They must be out of their minds!
"Are you going in or not? If you don't have money, don't block the way. There are other people going in." Hu Er impatiently shooed away Dong Danju and Dong Danfuji, showing them no respect whatsoever.
Dong Dan Fu Ji's face immediately burned. How could he, the dignified elder of the Dong Dan family, not even have ten spirit stones?
He quickly pulled out a pile of spirit stones and placed them on the simple table in front of Hu Da, which was made of three wooden planks nailed together.
Dongdan Fuji winced and said, "One hundred and fifty spirit stones for fifteen people."
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