Chapter 1094: Going to the Front Line?

After the Master of the Sacred Palace finished speaking, she did not give Wen Tiansheng a chance to continue.

Her figure flashed and she vanished.

Seeing this scene, Wen Tiansheng's expression froze.

For these years, he had known the Master of the Sacred Palace's intentions, and she had already tacitly accepted them.

Yet it had always remained in a state of only being understood implicitly, without any substantial interaction.

He had thought this time would be an opportunity, but he had not expected to fail again.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

Immediately after, his brows furrowed.

That's not right~

He considered himself to have been shameless enough just now, so why hadn't he succeeded?

Could it be...

That kid Wang Jianqiang is so popular with women; isn't it because he is thick-skinned?

Could it be that he himself wasn't lecherous and direct enough?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pat his forehead.

That must be it!

Women, after all~

Their skin is too thin, so how could they possibly agree directly?

Even if they agree in their hearts, they will surely refuse on the surface.

He should have just forcibly kept her there just now.

At this moment, he suddenly had an epiphany.

He felt he had unearthed the secret to why that kid Wang Jianqiang was so popular with women.

Next time he encounters such an opportunity, he must forcibly...

He was certain in his heart and secretly made up his mind.

After the Master of the Sacred Palace returned to the front line, she repeated Wang Jianqiang's response to the Great Vehicle Stage cultivators.

Although the monthly Pill count increased to five, the maintenance of the price left everyone still full of dissatisfaction.

There were those who sighed, those who were indignant, and even more who cursed...

But no matter how everyone felt, they could not change one fact.

That is...

The efficacy of the Divine Martial Pill is just too damn powerful.

No matter the price, they had to hold their noses and buy it.

Time passed.

In the time that followed, Wen Tiansheng kept his promise and came to the front line every month to bring everyone five Divine Martial Pills.

Although the sound of everyone's dissatisfaction behind Wen Tiansheng's back regarding the high price of the Divine Martial Pills was deafening.

Yet when the Divine Martial Pills appeared before their eyes, they scrambled for them more fiercely than anyone else.

Each time, it could incite a fierce struggle.

And the efficacy of the Divine Martial Pills did not waste the struggle of the crowd.

A Great Vehicle Early Stage cultivator taking one is enough to kill a Great Vehicle Mid-Stage cultivator.

A Great Vehicle Mid-Stage cultivator taking one can even gain the power to suppress a Great Vehicle Late Stage cultivator.

Although there were only five per month, the assistance formed was immeasurable.

All along, because of the disparity in numbers, Youzhou had been at a disadvantage.

But with the help of the Divine Martial Pills.

The Great Vehicle Stage cultivators of Youzhou actually managed to pull back the disadvantage when facing the attacks of the Sea Clan's Great Vehicle Stage cultivators.

They barely formed a stalemate.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed.

The Great Vehicle Stage cultivators on the Youzhou side had dwindled from the initial count of over forty to fewer than twenty.

And on the Sea Clan side, because of the Divine Martial Pills, they had not been able to take advantage over these years and had a large number of Great Vehicle Stage cultivators killed.

From the initial count of over sixty Great Vehicle cultivators to now, fewer than forty remained.

By now, both sides seemed to have misgivings.

The frequency of battles between Great Vehicle Stage cultivators decreased significantly, no longer as frequent as they had been over these two years.

On the Youzhou side, the Great Vehicle Stage cultivators could finally be considered to have a chance to breathe.

Everyone had a feeling of relief.

Over these two years, although their battle achievements were remarkable.

The consumption was too great.

In order to purchase Divine Martial Pills, everyone suffered huge losses, and their family fortunes were almost exhausted.

Beast Taming Sect.

In Wang Jianqiang's residence.

Wang Jianqiang pointed his finger at the Pill Furnace, and a Divine Martial Pill flew out from it.

He put the Divine Martial Pill away.

He checked the quantity of Divine Martial Pills in his Space Ring, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ever since the master of the Sacred Palace left two years ago, he had consumed Cultivation Points to raise his alchemy cultivation to Eighth Rank Advanced.

After becoming an Eighth-Rank High-Level Alchemist, his speed in refining Eighth-tier Intermediate Pills had improved once again.

It had increased from refining three pills a month to ten.

However, he still maintained the rate of shipping five pills to the front-line battlefield every month, which meant he could save five Divine Martial Pills each month.

Thus, over the course of two consecutive years, the number of his Divine Martial Pills had accumulated to one hundred and twenty.

He stood up, left his residence, and found Wen Tiansheng.

With a wave of his palm, thirty Jade Bottles appeared in front of Wen Tiansheng.

"This..."

"When did you refine so many Divine Martial Pills?"

Wen Tiansheng looked at the Pills in front of him, stunned and speechless.

Wang Jianqiang smiled without explaining, "Brother, take these Pills. By now, more than half of the Great Vehicle Stage Cultivators in Youzhou have been exhausted; if they continue to be depleted like this, I fear they will be unable to resist the Sea Clan."

"Moreover, their family fortunes have likely been spent just about dry."

"It is time to harvest the final crop."

"When the day for shipping the Pills arrives next month, take all of these Pills with you and sell them to those people all at once."

"Sell as many as you can."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Wen Tiansheng felt a surge of energy.

Was the final decisive battle finally about to begin?

Just then, Wang Jianqiang's voice came again, "However, Brother, you must remember: do not offer discounts or allow credit on the Pills just because you are worried they won't be able to defeat the Sea Clan. We do not do business at a loss."

Upon hearing this, Wen Tiansheng was speechless.

He felt that he was already considered black-hearted.

But this kid's heart was far blacker than his!

"Next, I plan to make a trip to the front line."

As Wang Jianqiang's voice came again, Wen Tiansheng gave a start and instantly snapped back to reality.

He was so frightened that his face turned somewhat pale.

"The front line is so dangerous, why are you going there?"

Wang Jianqiang was a noble Eighth-Rank Alchemist!

He was the hope for the future rise of the Beast Taming Sect.

Absolutely nothing could go wrong.

If the Ancestor were to find out that he had actually dared to let an Eighth-Rank Alchemist go personally to fight the Sea Clan.

Wouldn't he be swallowed alive?

Wang Jianqiang smiled, "The survival of Youzhou is the responsibility of every man. Although I, Wang, come from the Immortal Abandoned Land, I am also a member of the Beast Taming Sect and consider myself a part of Youzhou."

"Naturally, I must contribute to Youzhou and fight for it."

Wen Tiansheng was speechless.

If he didn't know this kid well enough, he would have almost believed him.

During this period of time.

He had seen with his own eyes how this kid had swindled those Great Vehicle Cultivators of Youzhou.

It was skinning and boning them without a hint of mercy.

If someone else had said these words, he might have reluctantly believed them.

But since these words came from the mouth of Wang Jianqiang...

He didn't believe a single punctuation mark of it.