Chapter 1435: It's Been Rolled Up

Yun Xiantai and the others weren't in a hurry to leave, and Xu Jie and his group weren't in a hurry to sell either.

Anyway, there were only thirty thousand rations, and moreover, they still had to consume over a hundred each night for their late-night snack.

So for the daily auction, Xu Jie would just take out a few hundred portions.

The price of the rations kept being driven up, and the elders of Medicine King Pavilion were also frantically competing.

At first it was just making pills, but after a few days it became frantically selling pills for cash.

Medicine King Realm, as a world where pill masters gather, naturally has many medicine shops and firms.

Medicine King Pavilion itself has numerous medicine shops throughout Medicine King Realm, basically every city has one, and even smaller towns have its own medicine shops.

But at this moment, those medicine shops of Medicine King Pavilion spread across the whole Medicine King Realm are wearing worried faces.

"Are they sending more pills to the sect again?"

"Yeah, they just arrived this morning, and they were personally refined by the elders, and the grade isn't low either."

"There's no way we can sell all of this."

In the past, the pills personally refined by Medicine King Pavilion's elders were in short supply; anyway, only that little amount each month, and once sold out, they were gone.

But starting from the past two days, the elders of the sect have gone crazy, frantically refining pills.

Those pills were sent batch after batch to the various medicine shops, and in just a few days the pills piled up.

Moreover, many elders sent word, telling each medicine shop to dispose of these pills as quickly as possible and exchange them for spirit stones.

This made the managers of the major medicine shops gloomy.

"No, how are we supposed to sell all these pills? They want to sell, but there also needs to be buyers."

Besides, even if someone wanted to take them, they'd need money; low-grade pills are consumed quickly, but the lowest pills refined by the many elders are seventh- and eighth-grade.

There are also plenty of ninth-grade and holy-grade pills; these high-grade pills aren't something you can just sell if you want to.

You need to find people with demand, and besides, the price is high; ordinary people can't afford them.

This has worried the managers of the major medicine shops, but the sect continues to keep sending new pills.

The elders used to lie around like dead fish; how did they suddenly become so frantic these past few days?

Are they constantly guarding the pill furnace, refining pills without rest?

The shop managers guessed right; the elders have now reached this level of cutthroat competition.

Even when eating, they stay by the pill furnace, unwilling to leave, except for a brief break during the daily rations auction; all other time is spent refining pills.

They've already gone to this extreme.

The shop managers had no choice, but the elders kept urging them, asking whether the pills had sold.

Although they are managers of Medicine King Pavilion's medicine shops, their status in the sect isn't high; otherwise they wouldn't have been posted out here.

Facing the elders, the shop managers dare not offend them, so they can only wear a bitter expression and voice their helplessness.

Inside Medicine King Pavilion, many elders, upon hearing that the pills weren't selling, also had grim faces.

"Can't sell them? What should we do? I'm waiting to use the money."

In the past, as soon as these elders' pills were released, they were quickly snapped up.

But this time, those shop managers below actually told them they couldn't sell.

These Medicine King Pavilion elders, ninth-grade, holy-grade pill masters personally refining the pills—you're telling me they can't sell?

But we're waiting to use the money here; without money, how can we even eat?

Immediately, one elder took the lead in making a decision.

Only see him looking at the numerous light curtains on the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán before him, each light curtain being a manager of a Medicine King Pavilion medicine shop.

He said with a grim expression.

"If they won't sell, just lower the price a bit."

"Lower the price? But...................."

"No 'buts,' just do as I say."

The pills actually all got discounted; hearing this, many shop managers went numb—'No, what's wrong with the sect? Why the rush for money?'

Medicine King Pavilion's pills, which always had a price but no market, have unexpectedly been discounted for the first time.

As soon as this news came out, it directly exploded across the Medicine King Realm; countless cultivators in the Medicine King Realm were shocked and said:

"Have you heard? Medicine King Pavilion's pills have actually been discounted."

"Real or fake? I've come to the Medicine King Realm so many times, yet this is the first time I've heard that Medicine King Pavilion's pills would be discounted."

"Why would I lie to you? Just go to Medicine King Pavilion's medicine shop and see—it's really been discounted, and it's said to be pills personally refined by the elders."

"The elders' refined pills are discounted?"

Many people didn't believe it; this shouldn't happen—Medicine King Pavilion's pills have always held firm in price, how could they suddenly be discounted?

Immediately, everyone rushed to Medicine King Pavilion's medicine shops to check, and indeed they really had been discounted.

And they were all pills personally refined by the elders—this is absurd.

With the price drop, sales indeed improved somewhat; many cultivators took the opportunity to buy some needed high-grade pills.

After all, this price is truly a bargain, saving a lot of money compared to usual.

But the elders still felt it wasn't enough.

"They've all been discounted, yet only this much was bought?"

"Elder, there just aren't that many people."

Hearing this, the shop managers wanted to cry but had no tears; the number of people needing these high-grade pills is just that small—what can be done?

Even with the discount, it still can't meet the elders' great demand.

Then another elder came up with an idea: bundle sales—buy one of your own pills and get a few low-grade pills refined by disciples for free.

As for the price, it would be made up from the difference.

As soon as this was said, many shopkeepers were completely dumbfounded—was it really necessary to go to such lengths?

Besides, more and more strange activities kept popping up; anyway, the price of this medicinal pill, under the crazy involution of all the elders, kept dropping again and again, simply leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Inside the Medicine King Pavilion, the elders too gradually grew angry from the involution.

"You old fool, what's wrong with you—why drop the price so low all of a sudden?"

"I'm strapped for cash—I can't not do this! Besides, you started those activities and those packaging deals; what am I supposed to do if I don't lower the price?"

"Fine, fine, fine, old fool, you're playing it like that, huh? Whoever says it will be the same."

All the elders just want to sell the medicinal pills and then go film dried rations—you're lowering the price, right? Then I'll lower mine too, and even lower than yours.

The entire Medicine King Realm has plunged into utter chaos due to the Medicine King Pavilion's crazy involution.

The price of that medicinal pill kept dropping again and again, soon breaking through the freezing point.

Various activities also kept coming in an endless stream.

Many cultivators were both shocked and excited by this; although they didn't know what the Medicine King Pavilion was up to, they knew it was definitely a good opportunity for them.

The lower the price of medicinal pills, the better—those pills people had been reluctant to buy before now sparked lively interest among many cultivators.

They all rushed to buy; at this opportunity, buying meant profit—the same medicinal pill that once cost a fortune now has its price plummeted to rock bottom.