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Join the Blood Robe Building?

Zhao Qing was a little hesitant. If he worked in the city, it would be basically no different from hiding in the kitchen.

The Danxia Sect also promised to protect the safety of its disciples, but what’s the use?

He asked, "I wonder what kind of treatment you receive?"

Wan'er poured herself a cup of spiritual tea and sat opposite Zhao Qing.

"Of course it's the same as Wan'er's, eight spirit stones per month, no days off... If there are seniors I know who take care of my business, I can get a commission."

After listening to this, Zhao Qing fell into a long silence.

Isn’t this what sales is all about? A base salary plus commissions is far less comfortable than the life I had in the kitchen.

So I, Zhao Qing, am going backwards as I grow older?

Seeing that he didn't respond, the female cultivator continued, "Of course, if Fellow Daoist Zhao can provide elixirs like the Rejuvenating Pill, he can also join the Blood Robe Tower as a guest official."

"At that time, you only need to provide a certain amount of elixirs to the Blood Robe Building every month, and you will enjoy all the rights of a guest of the Blood Robe Building."

Rejuvenating Pill...

I am unable to refine it now because the requirements for spiritual awareness are too high. It is basically impossible unless I reach the late stage of Qi Refining.

Zhao Qing carefully asked, "How are the guest officials in your place treated?"

A look of confidence flashed across the female cultivator's eyes. "Guests of the Blood Robe Tower can go to the second-floor pavilion to select cultivation techniques, accumulate contributions, and participate in auctions... Most importantly, if the eight southwestern counties become completely chaotic, the guest officials must leave first!"

The guest official leaves first?

Zhao Qing was a little tempted, and gently pressed his storage ring with his fingers. He didn't have the Rejuvenating Pill. But the remaining eight Spirit Tempering Pills were also used in the late stage of Qi Refining. If he increased the dosage, it should be enough.

But considering that joining a new organization would bring more troubles, and the current situation is still unclear...

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he took out the Qi Gathering Pills he had accumulated during this period. Excluding those used for his daily practice, he still had a hundred pills left.

"Let me think about it and send these pills for identification first."

The female cultivator said no more, put the pill into the box, and left the compartment with it.

Zhao Qing was silently calculating the situation of Danxia Sect...

Huanyu Pavilion must know something, but it doesn't reveal it to others.

As for the receptionist at the Xueyi Tower, named Wan'er, it seemed that she knew nothing.

But one thing is beyond doubt.

The value of the Qi Gathering Pill should be able to indirectly reflect the actual current situation of the Danxia Sect.

Three months ago, the recycling price of Qi Gathering Pills was usually less than two spirit stones, but Xueyi Tower recycled them at the original price.

Its purpose is naturally to compete with Danxia Sect for the grassroots market.

Over the past three months, rumors have been rife inside and outside the sect, complaints are rampant, and people are extremely dissatisfied with the indifferent attitude of the top leaders.

If the Danxia Sect is really as he guessed, with problems among the top leaders and the sect about to end, then the price of pill recycling in the Xueyi Building may be lowered. After all, no one would specialize in a business that loses money.

Especially for a large commercial building like this where senior foundation-building masters often come and go, the forces behind it are not simple, and perhaps we can find out some information from it.

Zhao Qing frowned and pressed his forehead lightly with both hands in deep thought.

Not long after, the female cultivator named Wan'er pushed the door open and walked in with a box in her arms.

"One hundred Qi Gathering Pills, of excellent quality."

"But... I just received news that the price of Qi Gathering Pills has been reduced again. My Blood Robe Building can only offer one hundred and twenty spirit stones for these pills."

"Do you still want to sell it?"

Zhao Qing slowly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his guess was correct.

But the next moment, his mood suddenly became tense.

How many?

One hundred and twenty!?

What is the difference between this price and the half price?

He repeated it in confusion, "Another downward adjustment? Does that mean it's already been adjusted before?"

The female cultivator looked at Zhao Qing in surprise, then recalled and explained, "The price of Qi Gathering Pills in my Blood Robe Building was lowered to one stone and eight cents two months ago."

"Well... at the beginning of autumn, I put in 150 grams of stone."

"We've been buying it back at this price recently, but you sold too much, so I, Blood Robe Building... will temporarily set the price at 120 Spirit Stones."

Was he demoted once two months ago?

Liqiu was sent down again?

I sold too much, should I make a temporary price?

What does that mean? Is the sect's alchemy hall no longer producing Qi Gathering Pills? Or is it that the Blood Robe Building has too many...

"I wonder if you can accept this price?"

Zhao Qing's brows relaxed and he made a decision.

He put the wooden box directly into the storage ring, then took out a small pill and placed it in his palm.

“Unacceptable.”

"However, if I become a guest official, I wonder how many of these pills I need to provide each month?"

The female cultivator came closer, picked up the pill in Zhao Qing's hand with her slender fingers, and looked thoughtful.

"Is this... the Soul-Refining Pill?"

She carefully put the pill back to its place and said seriously, "If the guest alchemist uses the Tempering Spirit Pill... at least three pills per month."

“I wonder if you can supply it in quantity?”

Three!

"Of course!"

Zhao Qing agreed immediately.

Even though he didn't have many Spirit-Refining Pills on him, the situation was stronger than him, so he had to do it even if he couldn't.

Let’s settle things first and deal with future difficulties later.

Seeing Zhao Qing's firm agreement, Wan'er pursed her lips, took a half step back calmly, and said, "Master Zhao, the price of elixirs often fluctuates. The settlement with the guest official can only be made after the sale. This is different from the past."

Zhao Qing nodded in understanding.

Isn’t it just that the relationship has changed from that of recyclers and leeks to that of distributors and suppliers?

He knew it very well.

"Then Wan'er will go and ask the shopkeeper to arrange for the alchemist in the building to meet you!"

……

Not long after, Zhao Qing was led by the female cultivator through the main hall of the Blood Robe Building and went straight to the second floor from the other side.

There is no hall on the second floor, most of the rooms are private rooms.

The two finally stopped outside the door of a cubicle.

"Master Zhao Dan can go in alone. Wan'er will wait outside the door!"

Zhao Qing pushed the door open without hesitation.

As long as he is not asked to refine some weird pills on the spot, he is not afraid of anything else. After all, he is a serious junior-level high-grade alchemist.

The aroma of elixir filled the air in the compartment, and two middle-aged men were leaning against the wall on one side, sipping tea.

Zhao Qing's heart tensed slightly. These two people... were probably at the Foundation Establishment stage. Their pressure was even greater than that of their inner sect senior brothers.

"Master Zhao Dan? Don't be nervous, just sit down."

One of them naturally turned around to look at him, then picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea.

"Zhao Qing greets the two seniors!"

Zhao Qing hurriedly stepped forward and took it with both hands, then took a half step back and waited for the next step.

The man waved his hand lightly and said impatiently, "Hey, sit down, sit down. There's no need to be so formal. I just asked you to come here to meet me. There aren't many alchemists in the Blood Robe Building here."

After Zhao Qing sat down, the two Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators smiled at each other.

One of them picked up the Soul-Refining Pill on the table and asked, "Did you refine it?"

What does this mean? Where does the supply come from?

Zhao Qing was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Why did these two alchemists at the Foundation Establishment stage call me over to ask this?

So what if I practiced it? So what if I didn't practice it?

Zhao Qing slowly lowered the hand holding the teacup and finally bowed, saying, "Seniors, this Soul Forging Pill was not made by me."

"But I can also refine the Spirit-Refining Pill, but the success rate is not high."

He thought about it and gave this answer.

It’s not something I practiced, but I can practice it, so what?

"Hahaha, Old Wu, you lost again!" The person who asked the question laughed heartily.

The other person also smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed.

It was obvious that the two had made a bet before.

"Master Zhao Dan, we've seen your Qi Gathering Pill. It's top-grade! Your skills are extraordinary. I think the Spirit Forging Pill won't be a problem for you."

"As for the one in my hand... To be honest, it was made by me!"

"There are ten in this furnace. I remember clearly that there are still nine left, right?"

???

Did you refine it?

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and nodded, "There were indeed ten of them at the beginning."

Alchemist Wu didn't mention the matter of the Divine Refining Pill any further. Instead, he asked, "Master Zhao is still in the middle stage of Qi Refining, right? I wonder where his master came from?"

Zhao Qing answered without hesitation: "I am a free-spirited cultivator in the city's North District. I have obtained a few pill recipes by chance... Unfortunately, the alchemist is too resource-intensive, so I can only make a living by refining Qi Gathering Pills."

"Hmm... That's true. I thought there was another little fellow from the Danxia Sect among the guests in the building."

He picked up the Soul-Refining Pill on the table and handed it to Zhao Qing, then chatted for a few more words, saying that since they were both alchemists in the Blood Robe Tower, there was no need to be too formal.

However, Zhao Qing didn't hear a word, his mind was full of the words just now...

"There's another little fellow from the Danxia Sect among the guests in the building."

There's a guest from the Danxia Sect in the Blood Robe Tower! ?