Chapter 78

"You also know it's an unreasonable request!"

"Heh, the little guy is not old, but his appetite is really big."

"Too much!"

The people speaking were, in order, Ke Yulin, Sikong Shoujia, and Mi Junping, who had not spoken until now.

Luo Chen recorded these names one by one.

He shook his head, "Not much, really not much. The profit of elixirs is so high that you can't imagine; my Zhongmiaowan, the cost of one furnace is no more than five spirit stones, and it sells for dozens of stones when turned around. I want half, it's really not much."

"And you say that's not much!" Ke Yulin sneered: "You also know the profit is high, and you are worthy of taking half?"

He said it very naturally, and Hearing Mi Shuhua, Mi Junping, and others beside him also nodded in approval.

But Ke Yulin didn't see how gloomy his sworn brother Qin Liangchen's face was.

Luo Chen didn't seem to care about his sneer at all, and continued to complain: "Then what should I do? You refine this elixir? Hall Master Ke has an extraordinary appearance and is so good at raising pigs, I suppose your skills in handling medicinal materials and manipulating furnace fire are also superb!"

Ke Yulin froze there.

If he had this technique, with his ninth-level Qi Refining cultivation, why would he need to raise pigs and cattle in this corner.

Hmm, the Beast Hall is in charge of this stuff.

The Poshan Gang not only hunts monsters but also raises some low-level wild beasts that are easy to tame.

They are kept in the Guyuan Mountains, relying on spiritual energy to cultivate, and over time, there will be a stable output of low-level monsters.

Saying he, the Beast Hall Master, is a pig and cattle raiser really didn't insult him.

"Little Luo, speak properly, don't squeeze your Brother Ke."

Murong Qinglian said with a smile, but the look at Ke Yulin was icy cold.

When did her own little brother unknowingly lean towards Hearing Mi Shuhua's side?

"Okay, I'll listen to Sister-in-law!"

Luo Chen didn't pretend to have a bitter face, and said directly: "Alchemy is a bitter job, I won't lie to you, you can go and see for yourselves when the time comes, I will even fully guide you if you want to try it yourself."

"Therefore, I want a share of the profits that belongs to me, which is absolutely reasonable."

"Five percent might be a bit much, but look at you, look at me!"

Under everyone's gaze, Luo Chen pointed to his dusty clothes.

First-grade low-grade magic robe, second-hand goods!

There are holes in it, and the hem has been burned by fire.

His hand flashed, and a flying sword borrowed from Gu Caiyi leaked out.

First-grade low-grade flying sword, with flowers carved on it, specifically for female cultivators.

"Little Luo is miserable, hungry and cold, everything used is second-hand, and the magic tools are used by female cultivators."

"If other forces come to see it in the future, the Master of the Elixir Hall, one of the nine halls, is in this miserable state. It's shameful! It's not my face that's lost, but the face of our Poshan Gang! It's the face of you, Gang Leader Mi, a great Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Hearing Mi Shuhua's expression was extremely colorful.

He didn't expect that he could sell misery like this.

Others were also somewhat shocked; they probably weren't this miserable when they were in the mid-stage of Qi Refining!

Murong Qinglian's eyes were filled with tears, "Little Luo wears the worst robes to improve his alchemy skills, and even uses the flying swords discarded by the neighbor's young lady; he has indeed lived a bitter life."

Looking at it this way, is a fifty percent profit share really not much?

However.

"Still too much!"

Mi Junping said coldly.

Luo Chen said sternly, "Then Merit Hall Master, you give an explanation."

"Contributing to the gang is what you should do. Two bottles of Yangqi Pills a month is enough." Mi Junping's expression was as usual.

Luo Chen was furious, "Sending a beggar away? If it gets out that the Poshan Gang treats an alchemist so harshly, the tens of thousands of cultivators in Dajiangfang will look down on you!"

"What is your status, how dare you..." Mi Junping raised her eyebrows and was about to scold.

"Ping'er!"

Hearing Mi Shuhua spoke, his face full of smiles.

"Right, once you enter this door, we are a family, how can we let family be wronged? Moreover, our Poshan Gang never treats any brother harshly!"

With just this one sentence, Mi Junping's expression changed slightly.

She was wrong.

If it really gets out that they are enslaving an alchemist, the reputation the Poshan Gang has built in Dajiangfang for many years, and Hearing Mi Shuhua's reputation for liking to promote low-level cultivators, will all be destroyed.

Once the reputation deteriorates, the chain reaction brought about is something the Mi family cannot bear.

Rogue cultivator forces rely on having many people.

But if others are unwilling to join, then sooner or later it will dissipate, and it will become one of the many gangs in the history of Dajiangfang.

Hearing Mi Shuhua looked at Sikong Shoujia, "Sikong, you are steady and experienced, and you have stayed in several halls in your early years. Why don't you give a reasonable proposal for everyone to refer to?"

*Cough cough! *

Clearing his throat, Sikong Shoujia held up a finger.

"Ten percent, that's about enough."

"No..."

"Little Luo, don't be in a hurry to object. You have to think about it, the raw materials for the elixirs are provided by the gang, and the sales channels are also the gang's. Moreover, you don't need to show your face in the future, there will be specialized personnel responsible for sales, how much time can you save for cultivation?"

Sikong Shoujia was methodical, sentence by sentence, item by item, explaining it clearly.

"We elders have all seen your predicament. Without saying much else, Gang Leader Mi likes to promote juniors the most; he has extra high-grade magic tools, it's not impossible to give you one."

"Is that right, Gang Leader Mi?"

Hearing Mi Shuhua smiled slightly, "Indeed, just one or two magic tools, why go out to buy them, I will give them to you."

Luo Chen was still silent, stiff there.

The atmosphere in Haoyue Hall became more and more oppressive.

After a long while, a rough voice sounded.

"Junior, don't push your luck, you have to learn to be content."

Down-Mountain Tiger, Luo Wudi!

Luo Chen glanced at him and gritted his teeth: "Ten percent profit share is really too little!"

"This is already the limit the gang can give, after all, we have thousands of brothers to support." Mi Junping did not give an inch.

Luo Chen raised his head, not looking at her, but at the others.

"Luo Chen doesn't think he has any skills, but in the Dao of alchemy, I have some insights."

"If my cultivation improves and I get suitable elixir formulas, I will definitely refine the elixirs needed by everyone for free."

Everyone was moved.

Between the wandering gazes, there were signs of eagerness to try.

"Not only that, everyone can also send trusted disciples, or descendants, into the Elixir Hall. Luo Chen will definitely try his best to guide them; if they can learn a thing or two, they will have a skill in the future."

As soon as the words fell.

Long Panhu Yang Wei laughed loudly: "Little Luo is so generous, why should we be stingy."

Mining Hall Zhang Shicong said gently: "Ten percent profit share is indeed too little, how about twenty percent, after all, it is Luo Chen's hard work."

Qin Liangchen and Murong Qinglian spoke in unison, "Twenty percent is not much, nor little, Luo Chen has no other means of livelihood after all."

Since the beginning of the gang meeting, there was only one person who hadn't spoken yet.

That is Wang Yuan.

His brows had been tightly furrowed until he saw Luo Chen dealing with everyone word by word.

Although there was laughter and scolding, he was calm and composed, definitely not someone who only knew how to complain and sell misery.

Only then did those furrowed brows gradually relax.

"Let's make it twenty percent; too much invites covetousness, too little chills the heart."

In an instant, including the gang leader, twelve high-level members of Dajiangfang had five people agreeing to this share.

If you add Luo Chen, who did not object, that is half.

Mi Junping's face was already as gloomy as water.

Before this, they had already agreed on a rough share with the other hall masters.

Now that they have to give away two more shares, it is the Mi family that loses.

Ke Yulin didn't dare to speak anymore, because the couple Qin Liangchen was staring at him fixedly at this moment.

Sikong Shoujia hung a sneer at the corner of his mouth and didn't speak either; if it doesn't concern oneself, hang it high.

Hearing Mi Shuhua's smile gradually faded, and his gaze fell on another person.

"Ceng Yilong, have you had fun playing in Tianxiang Tower this month?"