Chapter 1073: Negotiations

It was not that Wen Tiansheng did not have a commission for the pills that restored Spiritual Power, causing him to deliberately drive down the price for Wang Jianqiang.

It was that this quantity was truly too exaggerated!

Did he really think those Great Vehicle Stage cultivators were suckers?

"Is it too much?"

Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke, "Since that is the case, then let's make it five hundred."

Wen Tiansheng's face remained dark, "Still too many."

Wang Jianqiang frowned and thought carefully for a moment, "One hundred, it cannot be any less. You know, old brother, that I am only a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator; whether it is my Spiritual Power reserve or the quality of my Spiritual Power, I am far behind, so it is normal for consumption to be higher when refining an Eighth-tier Pill."

Wen Tiansheng was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Fine, let's count it as one hundred recovery pills per one Eighth-tier Pill."

Wang Jianqiang nodded repeatedly, "Five portions of Medicinal Herbs can refine one pill, which means refining one Eighth-tier Pill requires adding five hundred portions of raw materials for refining recovery pills."

Upon hearing this, Wen Tiansheng's face turned dark once again, "You, an Eighth-Rank Alchemist, need five portions of herbs to successfully refine one Fifth Order pill?"

"Do you believe this yourself when you say it?"

Wang Jianqiang gave a dry cough, "Is it unreasonable? Then let's count it as three portions of raw materials per pill."

Wen Tiansheng shook his head and did not raise any further objections.

To be honest, three portions of herbs to refine one pill was still a bit too much.

Normally speaking, an Eighth-Rank Alchemist refining a Fifth Order pill would have a success rate that was nearly one hundred percent.

This price sounded like a massive kickback had been taken.

But who else was there when Youzhou had only two Eighth-Rank Alchemists?

If not for the fact that the survival of Youzhou was closely tied to everyone.

If one held the mindset that the survival of Youzhou had nothing to do with them.

Even if the value of a pill were to increase tenfold, it would not matter.

But this was, after all, just a hypothesis; Youzhou must absolutely not be conquered by the Sea Clan.

Therefore, the thoughts of the Great Vehicle Stage cultivators of the major factions still had to be appropriately considered.

Three portions of raw materials per pill, plus the already expensive price of an Eighth-tier Pill.

This price...

Well, it was still very high.

But it was not without the possibility of being accepted.

After coming back to his senses, Wen Tiansheng nodded, "Fine, the raw materials for the recovery pills will be calculated at three to one."

"As for the raw materials for refining the Eighth-tier Pill..."

"The herbs on that pill list are all too rare and precious, and the Beast Taming Sect does not have much in stock. I will prepare ten portions for you first; you refine two Eighth-tier healing pills."

Speaking to this point, his voice paused, and he looked at Wang Jianqiang with a face full of vigilance, "However, these ten portions of herbs are only lent to you; after the pills are sold, you must return them to me."

"Understood, don't you worry, old brother. I, Wang Jianqiang, am a man who values his reputation; would I really welsh on your debt?" Wang Jianqiang said with a chuckle.

After a moment of silence, Wen Tiansheng did not take the bait, "Alright, it is settled. I am going to prepare the herbs."

Having finished, his figure flashed and disappeared from sight.

Wang Jianqiang's expression froze.

This old guy, what did it mean by not taking the bait?

Could it be that he did not agree with his words?

It seemed this old guy had a rather deep misunderstanding of him.

Wang Jianqiang shook his head helplessly.

He restored his appearance to that of Wan Guiyuan and returned to his residence.

Just as he entered the residence.

A figure flashed instantly.

Immediately, an irresistible force enveloped him.

Wang Jianqiang's body floated up uncontrollably, then landed in a soft embrace.

Following that, a graceful and stunningly beautiful face appeared in Wang Jianqiang's field of vision.

Wang Jianqiang seemed to have been prepared, and he did not feel the slightest panic because of this sudden turn of events.

It was just that, as a real man, being held horizontally in someone's arms like this—and the object being a supreme beauty—

It was somewhat...

Well, quite nice.

He grinned and leaned into Xuan Ji's embrace, "Ji Jie, did you miss me?"

Xuan Ji smiled, "I did."

Having said that, she was about to take Wang Jianqiang and fly toward a Pavilion.

Wang Jianqiang was startled and hurriedly said, "Ji Jie, please do not be too hasty. I still have to refine pills for those cultivators defending against the Sea Clan."

"Time is tight; it will not be too late to catch up later."

Xuan Ji was startled, nodded, and set Wang Jianqiang down, "Did Wen Tiansheng ask you for help?"

She had not joined the Beast Taming Sect; she was only temporarily residing in the Beast Taming Sect, and because of her relationship with Wang Jianqiang, she took care of the Beast Taming Sect a little.

She did not know and did not care about the decisions of the Beast Taming Sect.

Therefore, she had not received a shred of news regarding Wen Tiansheng sending Wen Tiansheng and Long Er to ask Wang Jianqiang for help.

However, after hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, she pondered slightly and guessed the reason.

Wang Jianqiang was an Eighth-Rank Alchemist.

It will have a huge effect on this great war between the Eight Continents and the Sea Clan.

The war situation in Youzhou is tense now, and the supply of Eighth-Tier Pills is severely insufficient; how could we let such a great help go unused?

Hearing Xuan Ji's question, Wang Jianqiang smiled and nodded.

Xuan Ji frowned even tighter, "Why do you care about him? Although you are an Eighth-Rank Alchemist, your strength is too weak."

"Participating rashly is extremely dangerous."

"If you attract the attention of Sea Clan powerhouses, it will be even more troublesome."

Wang Jianqiang shook his head, "If the Sea Clan conquers the Eight Continents, they will surely discover the peculiarities of the Immortal Abandoned Land."

"By that time..."

"The Immortal Abandoned Land will also inevitably face destruction."

Xuan Ji curled her lips, "If the Immortal Abandoned Land is destroyed, then so be it. With me here, we can just pack up and leave, fleeing the Immortal Abandoned Land and the Eight Continents region."

Wang Jianqiang smiled upon hearing this, "The Immortal Abandoned Land can, after all, increase one's lifespan; it would be a pity to give it up for nothing."

"Moreover, the Sea Clan is not dead set on attacking the Eight Continents; they will withdraw their troops before long."

"Before that happens, we only need to hold our ground."

"Besides, I am not going to the front lines, so there won't be any danger. Even if there is, don't I still have you, Ji Jie?"

Xuan Ji glared at Wang Jianqiang upon hearing this, thought for a moment, and said, "You just said the Sea Clan isn't dead set on attacking the Eight Continents? Do you have any basis for this?"

"I don't have any evidence, but this news is likely accurate," Wang Jianqiang said.

Xuan Ji's expression relaxed, and she nodded.

"Daoist Friend Wang, you're back."

Just then, another figure flew over.

After the newcomer stood still and saw Wang Jianqiang in Xuan Ji's bridal carry, they were stunned.

Wang Jianqiang's old face turned red, "Ahem, Ji Jie, aren't you a bit too excited to see me back?"

"Mind yourself."

Xuan Ji curled her lips and casually put Wang Jianqiang down.

Wang Jianqiang straightened his collar, looked at the newcomer, and said with a chuckle, "Yanran, long time no see."