“Why?” Everyone was confused.
“Something big is about to happen in Jing City.”
It’s the kind of thing that could kill people, and not just a few, Jiang Ke’er added silently in her mind.
Unconsciously, an invisible force was radiating outward, spreading rapidly to the surrounding cities of Jing City.
Wherever it spread, the Pill Sect Alliance’s shops became visibly desolate and miserable, replaced instead by a frenzy in the consignment zones.
Transportation in Dongsheng Shenzhou was highly developed.
The vast Great Sima Nation could be traversed from north to south in just one day by Cloud Boat, not to mention those cultivators who had reached the Five Elements Realm or above, who could freely fly on swords at speeds comparable to or even surpassing the Cloud Boat!
Jing City’s pill prices were collapsing, and once cultivators realized this, they naturally wouldn’t foolishly continue to consign pills in Jing City.
They took their bags filled with precious pills and flew to various parts of the continent, heading straight to the Auction Houses upon arrival!
Like a virus, they spread those pills throughout the world.
Then, the entire Great Sima Nation’s pill market took a massive hit!
Because the Dan Sect Alliance had always deliberately controlled the quantity of pills circulating in the market, producing only a handful of top-grade precious pills each day, using scarcity marketing to maintain their value.
But this sudden influx of pills flooded the market with overwhelming force, shattering the pill prices that the Dan Sect Alliance had painstakingly controlled for so long!
Not only did prices collapse, but due to this massive output, every single shop under the Dan Sect Alliance found itself deserted!
Not earning a single penny!
At this point, the major monopolistic Dan Cultivator Sects finally realized something was wrong, but…
“All the cultivators selling pills are scattered individuals, and they’re spread all over the world. There’s simply no way to target them one by one!”
Kneeling before the Bloodpill Ancestor, the Jing City Head of the Hemostatic Pill Sect was beside himself with despair.
The Bloodpill Ancestor’s mood was extremely foul. Glancing at the revenue reports from various regions over the past few hours, his chest heaved violently with anger until his vision almost darkened.
Not a single pill, whether Grade A or Grade B Hemostatic Pill, had sold.
Although this small loss wasn’t a big deal for the Hemostatic Pill Sect, what if it continued?
Who knew how many more issues that bastard’s Lucky Bags would have! Just one issue had already caused such a terrifying effect; if a few more came out… would the ancestor only be able to afford shark fin and bird’s nest porridge?
The Bloodpill Ancestor knew that not only his Sect’s influence but all his strength came from money. Touching his money was like threatening his life!
This was absolutely intolerable!
“But Ancestor, don’t worry,” the Jing City Head lifted his head and suddenly smiled confidently, “This kind of ‘injure the enemy ten thousand, but hurt ourselves a million’ tactic can’t last long… The other party’s goal definitely isn’t to target our Dan Sect Alliance. We’re just collateral damage.”
“Hm? Explain.”
“Look, where did those pills come from?” The Jing City Head smiled arrogantly, pointing to the ground beneath them.
“They were bought from our Hemostatic Pill Sect at high prices, weren’t they? Even if they recoup some money from selling the Lucky Bags, it’s far less than the pills’ original value! This business is a blood loss! Losing this badly, even if he’s rich, how long can he hold on? Even the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce probably wouldn’t dare to play like this!”
“That makes sense,” the Bloodpill Ancestor sighed deeply, wincing at the books, “but we’re still losing money!”
“It won’t last long! In my opinion, that person only wants to spend a huge sum to open up the Lucky Bag market,” the Jing City Head’s lips curled into a confident smirk.
“Soon, the price of those Lucky Bags will double or more! Then not only will fewer items be inside, but fewer people will buy them… Naturally, it won’t affect our market!”
“Hm,” the Bloodpill Ancestor nodded in agreement.
“We each make our own money; you take your bright path, I take my narrow bridge, no interference. We might even cooperate! After all, no matter how he sells, it’s still our pills. We won’t lose!”
Those words were indeed reasonable. Although the Bloodpill Ancestor felt something was off, he was still considerably reassured.
“You may leave now.”
“Yes.” The Jing City Head left the Bloodpill Ancestor’s luxurious courtyard.
Having appeared several times recently before the ancestor, consistently demonstrating his strong analytical ability and talent for managing the big picture… the Jing City Head felt quietly pleased.
Until a scream came from not far away.
“No no no… it’s bad! Something really bad!”
A Hemostatic Pill Sect disciple came crawling over frantically.
The Jing City Head recognized the disciple; he was one of the shop assistants in Jing City, under his command…
Since Jing City wasn’t far from the Hemostatic Pill Sect’s main peak, the disciple must have hurried back just now.
“Speak clearly if there’s a problem! Panicking like this is disgraceful!” the Jing City Head scolded.
“Just now… that mysterious bastard released the third batch of Lucky Bags!”
“So what?”
The Jing City Head sneered disdainfully.
According to his analysis, the other party couldn’t last long anyway, so no matter how many issues of Lucky Bags came out, there was nothing to fear… His deduction was flawless! No need to panic!
“The grand prize in the third batch… is… is…”
“What is it? Don’t stammer! Say it quickly!”
“It’s the Grade A Hemostatic Pill formula!”
“…”
Meanwhile, the Bloodpill Ancestor was sitting in the courtyard, leisurely browsing the latest list of artifact auctions from the Auction House.
He planned to add some powerful artifacts to his storage ring to calm his nerves and increase his sense of security.
“No no no… it’s bad! Something really bad!”
The Jing City Head came crawling to him frantically.
“Hm? Panicking like this is disgraceful!” The Bloodpill Ancestor was furious, delivering a kick that sent the Jing City Head flying out the same way he came.
“No no no… it’s really bad!”
The Jing City Head covered his face, which bore the footprint, and howled as he crawled back as fast as he could.
“What’s so bad?”
The Bloodpill Ancestor still didn’t take it seriously. As long as the formula wasn’t lost, everything else was minor.
Hah, these lackeys were always so jumpy. What was a big deal to them was just a trifle to the ancestor.
The Jing City Head opened his mouth, using all his strength to shout: “The formula is lost!”
“Pfft—”
The Bloodpill Ancestor spat out his tea all over the Jing City Head’s face.
“What do you mean by that?!”
The Jing City Head ignored the wetness on his face and hurriedly explained: “The formula! The grand prize in the third batch of Lucky Bags is the Grade A Hemostatic Pill formula! It’s already selling like crazy!”
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