From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

So of course they would try their best to win him over. After all, they all knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Yingchuan would most likely stand at the top of the world, and as for the supreme grandmaster, that was also possible.

And this is the art of formation. If we have to say which one is the most difficult among the weapons, pills, formations and talismans, the art of formation is undoubtedly the most difficult.

They know that Yingchuan has great potential for the future. After all, no one is a fool. The power of those who do whatever they want has long been gone. Or they can achieve a monopoly on talent, but this is not possible. If there is any, it will be destroyed. The world will not tolerate the existence of such a force.

Genius cannot be cultivated; it requires one in a million luck. It is like a person working hard for a hundred years, but can become a genius in one day. Although it is an exaggeration, it is the fact. Genius cannot be cultivated.

It is also for this reason that they will try to win over Yingchuan, and winning him over requires sincerity. After all, words alone are not enough. This is like trying to get something for nothing, which is treating people like fools.

The clone certainly wouldn't ask for anything useless. It could be some precious materials, or some aids for cultivation, or just something he needed. As long as they weren't too angry, they would agree to it. After all, they would only ask for something as high as they could if they had to do something desperate.

Now that he has accumulated a considerable fortune, Yingchuan has a bad feeling. There is no point in deducing because it involves some powerful people and the future is unclear. If he had not been more cautious and only considered himself, he would probably have suffered a severe backlash.

As the war approaches, people will always feel uneasy, and no one is an exception, so Yingchuan felt some crisis. Even though he had thrown it deep into his memory, he still felt a great crisis, so he was uneasy and asked him to fetch it so that he could feel at ease.

Ying Zijian came here immediately. Although the current situation is special and the teleportation crystal as a strategic resource cannot be easily lent to others, Ying Zijian said that he was just going to get some things. He has some reputation in Diguan, so he can be trusted.

Ying Zijian was able to borrow it in the end, but there was a time limit.

It seems that I really need to find a teleportation crystal in the future, Ying Zijian thought to himself. This time he personally experienced the feeling of being strangled by someone, and he planned to find time to look for it.

The teleportation crystal in Ying Zijian's hand emitted a faint light, wrapping his entire body. He was already proficient in the operation, and because there were no three unlucky guys, his operation was extremely accurate.

He simply turned into light and left...

At this moment, a red cloud appeared.

At this moment, a streak of light fell, and in a place in Zhenxingzhou, Ying Zijian came here.

At this moment in Qianyuan City, not many years have passed since Yingchuan left last time, and there has been no movement here.

Yingchuan gave them an avatar, but no one was willing to do this. After all, they knew that Yingchuan also needed to practice, and it was already very good that he could send out an avatar to run the business with them. After all, normally, they were all arrogant and had bad tempers. In comparison, Yingchuan's temper was surprisingly good in their eyes.

When Ying Zijian came here, the clone was named Ye Yuhan, mainly to distinguish the original body from the clones.

He came to Ye Yuhan's residence, a luxurious mansion. This was not bought by him, but given to him by those big forces in order to make it easier to do business with him. Anyway, it was just a piece of cake, and he could gain goodwill at the same time, so it was not a loss.

After all, the land here is very expensive, and Yingchuan couldn't possibly spend so much money just for this business, so he accepted it.

Ying Zijian came into the room. He was there. The two clones met. Both sides were silent. They nodded and then began to hand over.

Yingchuan now has four clones, one works in the small world, one is in Diguan, one is handling affairs for the original body, and the other is here to deal with various parties.

These clones are all extensions of Yingchuan's consciousness. They are all him, but they are different. They have independent consciousness, but they are not really independent. If we have to say, they are just small accounts.

Ye Yuhan has made a lot of money in the past few years. After all, a formation is worth a lot. Although Yingchuan does not have an extremely strong and deep formation, it can't resist the two reasons of large quantity and high quality. It is like a pangolin, squeezing into the market and sharing some profits, especially in the mid- and low-end market.

This is a good signal. First, spread your reputation and fame, and then attract more customers.

However, this will definitely offend some forces. After all, the market is so big. If Yingchuan takes away everything, they will have less, which will make them more uncomfortable than killing them.

Especially some people who are responsible for the production of formations, Yingchuan’s potential makes them even more afraid.

But there is no need to worry about this for the time being. It is good to have a big tree to lean on for shade. They will not risk offending the forces like Di Guan to kill him.

As for other forces, such as other grand masters, they are not considered as such. Killing a junior would only damage their own reputation, which is not worth it. Moreover, most of them have the attitude of turning a deaf ear to the outside world and are not very interested in selling formations.

He did a statistics and found that there were nearly ten million high-quality spirit stones alone, plus some other materials, which was enough to be considered a huge sum of money.

The top-grade spirit stones in Yingchuan's hand are worth at most a few million, less than ten million. Besides, he himself is a bottomless pit. The consumption of thousands of top-grade spirit stones in a month is beyond the reach of others. Ordinary cultivators may even be in debt.

A normal Nascent Soul would consume at most dozens of them a month, but he consumed thousands of them, which was enough to show the difference, and the number would increase in the future.

Ying Zijian took it away and was about to leave when the formation compass emitted a light. Someone must have come, perhaps to discuss business.

Ying Zijian felt something strange. Shouldn't it be this time? But he didn't hesitate and went to open the door. Killing someone in public, or killing him, was a slap in everyone's face. Those forces who had made a lot of money by cooperating with him were the first to disagree and would not let such a cash cow die.

After opening the door, they saw an old man with a white beard. He looked a little stiff and stiff. They had never seen him before.

Ying Zijian did not look down on him, but asked politely: "What are you doing here, old sir?"

"Thank you for being polite, young friend Ying. I came here to invite you to discuss business," he said with a smile, exuding his own aura subtly.

As expected, things did not go beyond his expectations. "That's sorry to trouble you, old sir. Please wait a moment. I will leave after I have dealt with some things." Ying Zijian seemed like a junior who respected his teacher and was very polite.

He smiled and agreed to Ying Zijian's request. He had to give him this bit of face and it was also a way to earn his favor.