To complete the prestige mission, Jun Changxiao had to develop industries. Currently, there was only one industry—the pill shop—so he could only think of ways to increase influence.
Pill Hall.
An authoritative organization centered on pill refining.
If he could establish an intimate cooperative relationship with this organization, it should be able to increase the sect’s reputation.
Feng Guichen said seriously, “The seven Chief Pill Refiners all have concurrent positions at various major sects. If the Sect Master recruits them, it will definitely cause strong dissatisfaction.”
“No problem.”
Jun Changxiao said, “I have backing.”
If Tonggu Zhenren heard this, he’d probably vomit blood on the spot.
Of course.
Jun Changxiao was just casually saying it.
If he really wanted to recruit the seven Chief Pill Refiners, he would definitely need to carefully plan it so that the major sects couldn’t find fault.
“Sect Master.”
Young Master Yuan suggested, “These two years our medicinal herb production has been increasing daily. Why not open a medicinal herb shop in Linyuan City?”
Medicinal herbs weren’t as profitable as pills.
However, ordinary seeds planted in the sect’s medicine fields could cultivate heavenly treasures, which could still make big money when sold.
Moreover, these two years, due to the shortage of pill refining talent, pill production had been slow, and the sect had therefore accumulated quite a few medicinal herbs. Taking out a portion to sell for real gold and silver wasn’t a bad method.
“Acceptable.”
Jun Changxiao approved it.
Diversified development of sect industries was necessary.
In the future, they might try venturing into real estate, internet, automobiles, airplanes, aerospace, and other fields.
The system said speechlessly, “Does the host want to change the fantasy world into a modern world?”
“If strength allows.”
“Please, stop leading this new world astray.”
Again?
That’s right.
The Xingyun Continent had already been led astray by Gou Sheng.
Long ago, clothing styles underwent huge changes, with all kinds of flashy, avant-garde, and trendy styles successively manufactured. When friends met, they were just short of saying “yo bro, no problem.”
“Hall Master Feng.”
Jun Changxiao asked, “Where is the Pill Hall located?”
“Central Domain.”
Feng Guichen muttered in his heart—was the Sect Master really going to the Pill Hall to recruit all the various pill refining grandmasters?
“If I go now, how long would it take?” Jun Changxiao said.
Feng Guichen estimated briefly and said, “For a Revolving Core Realm martial artist piloting a regular flying treasure, it would take at least half a year at the fastest.”
Jun Changxiao collapsed, saying, “That’s way too far.”
“No way.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Difficulty in travel is a big problem. We need to find a way to solve it.”
After reaching Revolving Core Realm, martial artists gained flying ability, but the upper realm was really too vast. If traveling far, flying treasures were definitely the first choice.
Flying treasures were also divided into grades. When a person first came to the upper realm, the flying sword given by御剑玄宗 (Yujian Xuanzong), though not bad, was too low level—suitable for short trips but not long journeys.
“Was it given?”
The system roared, “Clearly you robbed it!”
“Does the shop have flying treasures?” Jun Changxiao inquired.
The system immediately transformed into a qualified salesman and said, “As long as the host refreshes, there are even aerospace rockets!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao fell into thought.
“Forget it, forget it.”
After a moment, he shook his head and said, “Although there are many good things in the shop I want to buy and I’m reluctant to refresh them away, right now I should still solve the fundamental problem first.”
“Swish!”
He opened the shop.
The panel’s upper left corner displayed [VIP User] in a dim state.
This represented that he had charged before but service was suspended due to non-renewal.
Jun Changxiao began refreshing. After using up the five free refreshes, he still didn’t get the product he wanted.
“Recharge.”
The system said, “You can refresh five more times!”
“Ding! Recharge successful. Congratulations to the host for becoming a monthly VIP user. Monthly refresh count increased from 5 to 10 times.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 250,000.”
The panel’s upper left corner [VIP User] immediately shone brilliantly, seemingly radiating an extremely strong pay-to-win aura!
“Swish!”
Refreshing again, a pleasant surprise arrived.
The product name written in the second grid of the second row of the item column was—Seven-Colored Radiant Wings Blueprint!
Five free refreshes, saw nothing.
Becoming a VIP user, it appeared on the first refresh.
“Heh.”
Jun Changxiao laughed dryly and said, “This is really realistic!”
Toward the behavior of not giving good items without paying, Gou Sheng could only strongly despise it in his heart, but still genuinely spent 100,000 contribution points to buy it.
The Seven-Colored Radiant Wings belonged to the equipment type, so it automatically matched into the Casting Pavilion.
Opening the description.
Jun Changxiao’s face lit up with joy.
From the name, one could tell this item was similar to the Steel Battle Wings—a flying treasure.
But its performance was relatively singular, only providing flight, not possessing defensive or offensive power.
However, the advantage was that it wasn’t bound by heaven and earth restrictions, flew very fast, and was truly a good helper for home travel and murder.
The materials didn’t require various ores, only needed to prepare a small amount of bird feathers and crystal cores to successfully refine it.
“Bird feathers…”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin, thinking to himself, “Would Little Demon Fairy’s work?”
The little girl in the Eternal Sect, who had originally been bored by how dull days without Xiao Longlong were, suddenly shivered out of nowhere.
…
Jun Changxiao didn’t stay long at the pill shop. He departed that day to return to the Eternal Sect, leaving the matter of opening the medicinal herb shop entirely to Young Master Yuan.
For business matters, there was Old Yuan. For internal sect affairs, there was Hua Meigui.
After the entire sect ascended to the upper realm, he, the Sect Master, seemed somewhat superfluous.
Young Master Yuan was also a vigorous and decisive person. That very day, he went to the City Lord’s Residence to find Lu Deshui to discuss shop matters.
Actually, years ago, he had said the sect had plans to open a medicinal herb shop and even got tax exemption because of it. So when City Lord Lu learned of this, he immediately expressed support, saying, “Young Master Yuan, choose any storefront in the city!”
“Many thanks!”
…
Several days later.
Several storefronts adjacent to the pill shop began renovation.
“Eternal Medicinal Herb Shop?”
People occasionally passing by looked at the plaque hanging above, wondering rather puzzledly—they run a pill shop, don’t they need medicinal herbs? How are they selling them?
The various major families with cooperative relationships became dejected when they learned of this.
You’re already selling medicinal herbs—what about us?
“Everyone, rest assured.”
Young Master Yuan found time to invite the relevant people from the major families over and said with a smile, “Our business relationship won’t be interrupted.”
Jun Changxiao’s meaning was: ordinary medicinal herbs would be used to refine pills for the Pill Pavilion, while those reaching heavenly treasure grade would be sold to accumulate more resources.
…
“Girl.”
After returning to the sect, Jun Changxiao found Little Demon Fairy and said, “Missing Xiao Longlong again?”
“Hmph.”
The little girl snorted coldly and said, “I don’t miss that annoying guy at all.”
“Who knows how Xiao Longlong is doing over at the Dragon Clan, whether his strength has improved?” Jun Changxiao said.
“Master.”
Little Demon Fairy said, “Did you need me for something?”
“Actually, it’s nothing much, just wanted to borrow some feathers.” Jun Changxiao said.
Little Demon Fairy transformed into her true form as a Moling Black Eagle, gently flapping her wings, and a bunch of feathers fell off, saying, “Is this enough?”
“Enough, enough.”
Jun Changxiao collected the feathers into his spatial ring, then opened the Casting Pavilion. Discovering they actually matched, he said joyfully, “The materials for refining Seven-Colored Radiant Wings are really too simple!”
…
“Pass the ball!”
“Quick, pass!”
On the Martial Performance Field, Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and others were playing ball. Sun Mucheng at the goal was trembling somewhat.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, a flowing light flew from Dragon Head Peak, trailing seven-colored radiant light, shocking them so their eyes widened.
“Poof!”
“Poof!”
The radiance gradually weakened. Jun Changxiao floated above the great hall, that pair of super dazzling big wings behind him rhythmically flapping. His entire person radiated an aura of luxury that only existed in pay-to-win games!
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