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That night, although the Outer Court Disciples who had received the Spiritual Pills were quite displeased, their gloomy moods quickly lifted when they tasted the crispy and delicious barbecue. They had never eaten such tasty barbecue in their lives, especially with the seasoning from the Barbecue Restaurant that made it simply divine. These seasonings were ordinary ones from Zhao Yang's memories of his past life, but he never expected them to be so useful in this world.
When counting the Spirit Qi Pills, Zhao Yang and Han Hai were both present. There were a total of over two thousand eight hundred Spirit Qi Pills. Zhao Yang gave fourteen hundred of them to Han Hai to distribute among the other six Qi Refinement Stage Level Seven disciples. He kept another fourteen hundred for himself and Long Xiao Wu, splitting them evenly. The remaining pills were given to each Firewood Room Assistant, but Zhao Yang only gave one Spiritual Pill to Scholar Xiu, reasoning that he wanted to test him as an assistant for a while before making any commitments.
The Firewood Room Assistants who received the Spirit Qi Pills were overjoyed. These Spirit Qi Pills were treasures from the Immortal Masters. Their former supervisor, Zhang Fan, had worked hard in the Outer Sect's firewood room for twenty years and had only ever consumed one pill. Yet here was Zhao Yang, who had just arrived in his first month, allowing them to enjoy something they had only dared to dream of. Moreover, their wages and benefits had significantly increased; there was no reason not to work hard.
"I've distributed everything according to our prior agreement; everyone is satisfied, right?" Zhao Yang looked at the seven people in the room. Han Hai was at Qi Refinement Stage Level Eight, while the other six were at Level Seven.
"Of course, no problem! I didn't expect Brother Zhao to have such impressive means, managing to acquire everyone's Spirit Qi Pills without any effort," Han Hai said with a smile.
Zhao Yang waved his hand and chuckled, "It's not deception; it's merely a business tactic. In our place, we call it a marketing strategy. As they say, there's no business without cunning; if you can't employ various methods in business, then it's not really business."
"If doing business in the Cultivation world were that easy, there wouldn't be such a saying as 'the strong hold power' in this realm," one pale-faced youth among the six said meaningfully. "Zhao Boss's schemes are indeed clever, but considering you're only at Qi Refinement Stage Level Three, do you think you can consume seven hundred Spirit Qi Pills? Aren't you worried about attracting trouble?"
"What do you mean?" Long Xiao Wu behind Zhao Yang immediately became furious. "Dividing half of them is what we agreed upon! Zhao Yang treats you to food and drink and gives you Spirit Qi Pills while you've contributed nothing at all. With seven people sharing fourteen hundred Spirit Qi Pills, you could get two hundred pills! Normally you only receive twenty or so a year; now you've gotten eight years' worth in one month! Are you still not satisfied?"
After Long Xiao Wu finished speaking, someone scoffed and said, "You accuse us of being greedy? Aren't you two greedy as well? Seven hundred Spirit Qi Pills each is far too much for you; your Spiritual Roots aren't even up to par. No matter how many elixirs you consume, it's wasteful! Plus, there will be nearly three thousand Spirit Qi Pills coming in every month; how could you possibly consume all of that?"
"Whether we can consume them or not is our own business! What belongs to us is ours!" Long Xiao Wu gritted his teeth as she felt herself on the verge of exploding.
Zhao Yang patted Long Xiao Wu's shoulder and smiled at Han Hai. "Han Hai, what do you think about this matter?"
Han Hai chuckled and replied, "Brother Zhao, I truly feel sorry for you. My brothers speak bluntly; however, I believe they have a point. Your current cultivation levels are indeed too low to utilize so many Spirit Qi Pills. The Spirit Energy contained within a single Spirit Qi Pill is immense; consuming too many might cause your meridians to burst and lead to death. And your Spiritual Roots..."
"Hahaha, what do you mean, Han Hai? Do you remember who said that if they could advance to Inner Sect Disciple within a year, they would not hesitate to take on any task?" Long Xiao Wu had thought Han Hai was a man of integrity, but he didn't expect him to be just another hypocrite. The rapid changes in people's hearts caught him off guard, and he found himself laughing for reasons he couldn't quite understand.
"Indeed, I did say that, but the prerequisite is to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage and enter the Inner Sect within a year. In fact, it wouldn't be unreasonable for both our sides to share equally, but I believe we should divide it monthly. Although my brothers can quickly increase their cultivation by consuming Spirit Qi Pills, even if we reach the Qi Refinement Stage perfectly after a year, we will still need a large number of Spirit Qi Pills as a foundation. Therefore, having more Spirit Qi Pills is beneficial for us."
As soon as Han Hai finished speaking, even Zhao Yang, who had been smiling, changed his expression.
"So you're saying you want to reap the benefits without putting in any effort?"
"Since we've laid everything out on the table, I'll be straightforward. Brother Zhao's brother and Long's brother are both lacking in Spiritual Roots—one is a waste and the other has none—so they are destined to have no chance of establishing a foundation in this lifetime. It’s impossible for them to enter the Inner Sect. If my brothers can get your help to enter the Inner Sect, we will ensure that you live a life of wealth and honor and dominate the Outer Sect."
"What if I refuse? Or what if I decide to close this barbecue restaurant? Then no one will benefit from what comes next," Zhao Yang asked tentatively.
"You have to keep it open!" One of the youths among the seven glared at Zhao Yang with fierce eyes.
"Who are you glaring at, kid?" Long Xiao Wu showed no fear.
"Whether you open or not may not be up to Brother Zhao," Han Hai signaled for the youth to be quiet and continued, "What happened today—whether it's Elder Long or Brother Zhao's family's spirit medicine shop—is all fabricated. If those clueless New Disciples find out about this, Brother Zhao should know what kind of outcome that would lead to."
"Right, our silence is your greatest protection. This is also our way of contributing to your so-called barbecue restaurant."
"Exactly! We are your backing. With us brothers protecting you, no one would dare cause trouble. You can rest assured and continue your schemes."
Zhao Yang's face turned extremely grim after hearing this. He stared at the youth who had said "scheme" and replied, "I’ve said before that this is merely a strategy, not a scam. One Spirit Qi Pill in exchange for a month of good food—I don’t think I’ve deceived anyone. Moreover, the consumption rate of these ingredients has increased exponentially; soon enough, the cattle and sheep from the rear mountain farm will be depleted. When it comes time to communicate with the outside world for supplies, aside from Zhang Fan, who among you has that capability?"
"These rough tasks should be done by you useless ones; otherwise, it wouldn't even be called a wood shed," said a young man.
At this moment, Long Xiao Wu fell silent upon hearing the youth's words. From then on, except for the pale-faced individual who seemed to have been caught by Zhao Yang, everyone else expressed their stance. He looked at The Youth with Kidney Deficiency and asked, "What about you? What's your stance?"
"Me?" The youth understood that he was being asked about his position. Although he admired Zhao Yang and wanted to befriend him, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he glanced at Han Hai and the others nearby. He replied, "I follow Brother Han."
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