“Something.”

Sun Ce shook his head and extended his hand. “Come in and talk.”

He led Han Muye and Jiang Ming straight to the back of the medical hall.

After they left, the front of the bamboo building became noisy.

“Am I seeing things? This kid is so arrogant, but the elders aren’t angry?” Someone whispered.

There were many alchemists and disciples in the medical hall. There were too many people who had never seen Han Muye before.

“Come on, don’t you know who he is?” Someone looked around and said in a low voice, “He was the one who directly evaluated Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion when Elder Tao Ran was refining pills.”

The last time Han Muye commented on Patriarch Tao Ran’s Void Meridian Pill in front of everyone in the medical hall, he said that he couldn’t refine a supreme-grade pill.

At that time, not only was Patriarch Tao Ran not angry, he even led Han Muye to the library to read the pill formula with Elder Su Liang.

This matter had been spreading in the medical hall for a long time.

“He’s that Senior Brother Han?” Hearing the introduction, someone’s eyes lit up.

If a junior alchemist could evaluate a patriarch, his courage was worthy of praise.

“By the way, I heard from the rumors at the foot of the mountain that a Senior Brother Han of my Nine Mystic Sword Sect used sword qi to refine pills in Mushen City. He seems to be suppressing the geniuses of the junior generation of alchemy. Could it be this Senior Brother Han?”

Someone leaned over and asked in a low voice.

It was mainly because this matter was not widely spread and was even covered up. It was unbelievable.

“There’s such a thing? Why didn’t we hear about it?” Someone asked curiously.

Elder Su Liang and a few white-haired elders were in the hall behind the medical hall.

“Han Muye, if you hadn’t suppressed Chang Ming with your sword in Mushen City, I’m afraid you would have been given the title of the strongest alchemy genius in the Western Frontier.”

Seeing Han Muye arrive, Elder Su Liang shook her head and spoke softly.

Some of the other white-haired elders sighed softly, while others shook their heads.

“It’s a pity that our Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s alchemy has been declining. If we could have a leader to lead us, we might be able to become one of the major alchemy sects in the Western Frontier.”

“He’s still young after all. In a place like Mushen City, how can he draw his sword when it comes to alchemy? Back then, Ancestor Tao Ran held back. He’s still too young.”

Everyone spoke, allowing Han Muye to get a rough idea.

Originally, with his and Jiang Ming’s magnificent feat of refining an Immortal Grade Pill in Mushen City, they should have been famous in the Western Frontier.

However, Patriarch Tao Ran was currently staying in Mushen City and the Mu family’s patriarch was in seclusion. This made those alchemy cultivators feel that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was plotting to obtain the Alchemy Dao Resource.

How could this be tolerated?

Furthermore, Han Muye had pulled out his sword and suppressed Chang Ming.

This was even more humiliating for an alchemist.

How could he draw his sword when it came to alchemy?

In this way, the alchemy cultivators who attended the banquet in Mushen City almost unanimously chose not to help Han Muye and Jiang Ming become famous.

Therefore, it had been more than 10 days since the celebration ended. The various descriptions of Han Muye and Jiang Ming were still mysterious.

Most of them were just rumors. The Nine Mystic Sword Sect had a Senior Brother Han whose alchemy skills were extremely outstanding.

That was all.

Not only were Han Muye and Jiang Ming’s reputations suppressed, but Chang Ming from the Minghua Valley was also invited to the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect.

According to the spies of the Nine Mystical Sword Sect, it was very likely that Minghua Valley would ally with the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect.

“Fortunately, many sects have already sent people to purchase the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill.” Elder Su Liang smiled and looked at Han Muye.

“How many spiritual rocks do you think this Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill is worth?”

Han Muye had contributed to the creation of the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill.

According to the rules of alchemy, one had to ask Han Muye about the price.

Han Muye turned to look at Jiang Ming. “Jiang Ming, what price do you think is appropriate for this Void Meridian Pill?”

Jiang Ming was more familiar with alchemy than Han Muye.

“In the past, the Void Meridian Pill circulating in the Western Frontier was about 300,000 spiritual rocks per pill.”

Jiang Ming calculated and said, “In my opinion, the price of the Void Meridian Pill in the Minghua Valley has to be higher than this to make a profit.”

The Void Meridian Pill in the Minghua Valley sought perfection. The spiritual herbs consumed were nearly 10 times more than the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill.

The more precious a pill was, the more expensive it was. Not only was the refinement process difficult, but the spiritual herbs needed were also expensive.

The price of the Void Meridian Pill was 300,000 spiritual rocks. In fact, spiritual herbs alone accounted for 80% of the price.

This did not include the consumption of the waste.

Therefore, in the cultivation world, those pills that earned money were especially popular and could be refined in large quantities.

“Our Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill uses 80 to 90% less spiritual herbs than the one at Minghua Valley. Since we have to suppress them,” Jiang Ming’s eyes lit up and he said in a low voice, “150,000 spiritual rocks for one.”

150,000!

This price made the elders in the bamboo building gasp.

“Fellow Daoist Jiang Ming, isn’t this price too low?” Someone frowned and asked in a low voice.

“That’s right. This is only 50% of the price of the Void Meridian Pill in the past. Will the Western Frontier Pill Cultivators despise it if we lower the price like this?” Someone said nervously.

Sun Ce’s gaze landed on Jiang Ming, and his eyes flashed.

“This price is just my suggestion. How to set the price will depend on Senior Brother Han.” Jiang Ming didn’t say much and just looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and nodded.

Jiang Ming was indeed a rare genius.

It was just that geniuses were all arrogant.

He did not explain the reason for his pricing.

“Seniors, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect has just become famous in the Western Frontier. Now that the Nine Mystical Void Meridian Pill has appeared, we should help our comrades in the Western Frontier.”

Han Muye looked around and spoke softly.

That sounded much better.

The white-haired elders nodded.

“Indeed, our Sword Sect is too famous. It’s also beneficial to give us some benefits in alchemy.” A white-haired old man smiled as he watched Han Muye stroke his long beard.

“Senior is right.” Han Muye cupped his hands and said, “Also, now that we are competing with the Minghua Valley, we naturally have to completely suppress them in terms of the quality and price of the medicinal pills.”

He stretched out a finger and said softly, “I suggest that our Sword Sect’s Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill be priced at 100,000 spiritual rocks each.”

100,000 spiritual rocks!

This price stunned the medical hall seniors present.

“Coincidentally, the Southern Wilderness has invaded. Our Western Frontier needs to nurture a large number of Earth Realm experts. If we buy a lot of medicinal pills, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect will still be profitable.”

With a smile on his face, Han Muye looked at the stiff-faced senior alchemists around him.

When one was old, one’s thoughts were somewhat fixed.

They were not ruthless enough when it came to getting things done.

If it were up to Han Muye, the price would be lowered by another 30%.

Undercut Minghua Valley!

…

Han Muye and Jiang Ming did not stay long in the medical hall.

After setting the price of each Void Meridian Pill at 120,000 spiritual rocks and deducing the pill formula, they left.

“Young Master, why did you give away your share of the profits?”

On the mountain path, Jiang Ming asked.

As one of the creators of the Void Meridian Pill, Han Muye could take 5% of the spiritual rocks from every Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill sold by the medical hall.

This was no small number.

It was precisely because Han Muye gave up his share of the commission and promised that he and Jiang Ming would not refine the Void Meridian Pill that the medical hall seniors agreed to suppress the price.

There were only a few people in the entire medical hall who could refine the Void Meridian Pill. If Han Muye and Jiang Ming didn’t do anything, they could ensure that they wouldn’t tire themselves out and keep refining pills to earn spiritual rocks.

Seeing these seniors beaming with joy, Han Muye was also very happy.

“It’s just a half-complete spiritual rock. For the sake of the sect, it’s nothing.” Han Muye shook his head and walked forward.

Ahead was a small market city.

Jiang Ming didn’t believe him.

From his understanding over the past few days, Senior Brother Han was definitely not someone who cared about the sect.

This person was very smart.

“Senior Brother Han, it’s really—” Bai Suzhen’s voice sounded with joy.

Jiang Ming’s expression changed slightly when he saw the mark on the plaque.

Jiang Ming followed Han Muye to the second floor of Suzhen Store. His expression was solemn as he stood quietly behind Han Muye.

“Senior Brother Han, you can refine nine immortal-grade pills with sword qi.

Give me a few immortal-grade Void Meridian Pills. You can decide the price.”

Others might not know what happened in Mushen City, but how could Bai Suzhen not know?

She put her hand in front of Han Muye and leaned forward.

Han Muye tactfully took a step back.

This made Bai Suzhen purse her lips.

“This is Senior Jiang Ming, the alchemy genius of the Western Frontier?” Bai Suzhen turned her gaze to Jiang Ming and her eyes lit up.

“Jiang Ming doesn’t dare to call himself a senior in front of Miss Bai.” Jiang Ming took two steps back tactfully.

Bai Suzhen waved her hand in exasperation.

“Storeowner Bai, I won’t refine the Cloud Qi Pill in the future,” Han Muye said.

No more Cloud Qi Pills?

Bai Suzhen’s expression froze slightly. Suddenly, she thought of something and chuckled. “Are you afraid of ruining Sister Mu Wan’s business?”

Han Muye neither admitted nor denied it.

Bai Suzhen chuckled and said, “Alright, then I’ll go buy Cloud Qi Pills from Sister Mu Wan in the future.

Then Senior Brother Han, are you preparing to only refine the Energy Nurturing Pill?”

Han Muye shook his head, turned around, and pointed at Jiang Ming. “In the future, let Jiang Ming refine the Energy Nurturing Pill and the other pills you need.”

Let Jiang Ming refine it?

With Jiang Ming’s alchemy skills, he still had a chance to refine a supreme-grade pill.

Moreover, Jiang Ming was an orthodox alchemy genius and knew how to refine many pills.

It was indeed more suitable to find Jiang Ming to refine pills than Han Muye.

Bai Suzhen nodded and looked at Han Muye. She said faintly, “Senior Brother Han, are you prepared to focus on cultivating the Sword Dao, or are you going to draw a line with me?”

Back then, Bai Suzhen had persuaded Han Muye to refine pills with the excuse of using alchemy to supplement his Sword Dao.

Pills were exchanged for spiritual rocks to support cultivation.

Now that Han Muye did not lack spiritual rocks, it was time to focus on cultivation.

Besides, the current Han Muye was a hot topic in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, and she was from the Demon Sect and a merchant family, so he naturally had to distance himself from her.

At the thought of this, Bai Suzhen felt a little jealous.

How could he not want to focus on cultivation?

“Storeowner Bai, I naturally still have to refine pills.”

Han Muye’s words made Bai Suzhen happy, and she smiled.

Han Muye reached out and took out a piece of paper, handing it to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen took the paper and unfolded it.

Her expression changed from calm to shock, and her eyes slowly widened.

Even the hand holding the paper roll was trembling slightly.

“Senior, Senior Brother Han, are you really refining these pills?”

She held the paper tightly and stared at Han Muye.

“Of course.”

Han Muye nodded, his expression extremely calm.

“As long as you can find spiritual herbs and sell the pills, I’ll refine them.

“Void Meridian Pill, Lifespan-extending Pill.

“Heart Engraved Essence Pill, Purple Seeking Pill.

“Fifth-grade, Jade Bright Bone Pill.

“By the way, I don’t refine anything below the supreme-grade.

“If you want an immortal item, I’ll set the price.

“Is there a problem, Storeowner Bai?”