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Chapter 876 - Chapter 876 Chapter 876 Obsession

Chapter 876: Chapter 876: Obsession Chapter 876: Chapter 876: Obsession Ren Zhixiang’s manner of speaking was very proper and his vision broad, showing none of the arrogance one might expect from a billionaire. Instead, after having gone through a serious illness, he exuded a kind of composure that hinted at an understanding beyond life and death.

Feng Jun had a good impression of the man, so for a Body Tempering Pill, he charged him only ten million– in fact, the man’s health condition had provided Feng Jun with an idea that it wasn’t just that the Foundation Establishment Pills were exclusively for those who could afford them; Body Tempering Pills could be marketed similarly.

Of course, the elixirs were to be taken in four divided doses, and during this time, he was not allowed to enter Luohua Manor at will.

Guan Shanyue and others observed Ren Zhixiang taking the Body Tempering Pill for the first time. Setting aside the pain, they were very surprised to find that his body was exuding large amounts of impurities. “Is this purging the marrow and transforming the tendons?”

Feng Jun did not give a direct answer, and merely smiled faintly.

When leaving that day, Ren Zhixiang made three very respectful bows. “I feel much more invigorated. It’s true what they say about Luohua Manor; it lives up to its reputation. I will transfer the payment for the medicine as soon as possible.”

Before this, he had also inquired about the going rates. A single Foundation Strengthening pill from Luohua was worth tens of millions. Now he didn’t receive that kind of pill, and the charge was less, but it still had the effect of purging marrow and transforming tendons, clearly showing the estate’s genuine capability without being greedy.

Guan Shanyue replied somewhat smugly, “Those my Magu Mountain associates with are all great moral characters from Daoist Sects. We don’t indulge in such schemes…”

According to Feng Jun’s instructions, Ren Zhixiang was to take a quarter of a Body Tempering Pill every three days. As he retained a degree of mobility, he didn’t need to stay in a large bus within the estate; staying in a hotel outside was sufficient.

Thus, for the next two days, he could have a look around Zhengyang City.

But Ren Zhixiang did not do so. Early the next morning, he came to the gates of Luohua Manor.

Knowing that the manor did not allow just anyone to enter, he did not insist on going in; instead, he spent his time tea drinking and reading at the gate, occasionally practicing the Baduanjin Technique and the Five Animal Frolics, and even invited the gatekeepers for a game of Chinese chess.

To an uninformed spectator, his shaky movements and leisurely pace might have been taken for the languid life of an old man simply waiting to die out.

The two gatekeepers were initially wary, but they gradually got used to his presence–after all, there were a few other idlers in the vicinity.

On the fourth day, Ren Zhixiang took the Body Tempering Pill in the morning, had a bath, and came back again in the afternoon.

Feng Jun happened to be returning from outside and passed by the mountain gate.

He had heard of the man’s behavior over the past two days and called out to him upon seeing him, “Come in, I’ll give you a follow-up check.”

The checkup, of course, took place in the gazebo near Pump One; there was no need to go any further in.

After inspecting him, Feng Jun nodded, “You’re recovering well. Come back again in a week.”

Ren Zhixiang nodded and then hesitated before asking, “Master Feng, I see that people here at the manor are also practicing cultivation. Could you teach me?”

“I’m sorry,” Feng Jun replied diplomatically without giving a hard refusal–after all, relationships really do depend on mutual affinity, “You’re better suited to practicing the Baduanjin Technique and Tai Chi. Our cultivation methods are more vigorous and wouldn’t be suitable for you.”

Ren Zhixiang gave an awkward smile, “I thought since San Sheng liquor emphasizes health preservation, you would be in the same vein.”

“Hehe,” Feng Jun smiled, “By the way, I’ve had an idea. If I were to infuse the medicine I sold to you into San Sheng liquor and sell a bottle for thirty-five thousand, would there be a market?”

“There would definitely be a market,” Ren Zhixiang answered without hesitation. Although his facial expression was rather wooden and his voice quite indistinct due to his recovery, his mind was still sharp.

“I have many friends who are also patients, and many of them suffered strokes and are in the recovery phase, as I discovered while seeking out experts. If it can have a strong recovery effect, the cost is not a concern.”

He paused then added somewhat regretfully, “Of course, there’s nothing that can be done for patients with extremely poor financial circumstances.”

Feng Jun stroked his chin, “It seems I need to develop a new type of liquor.”

He had indeed discovered a flaw in his thinking. He had always assumed that health liquor would be most popular–because everyone is afraid of dying–without considering that liquor used for recovery could have just as significant a market.

Unlike health supplements that emphasized “treating ailments and fortifying the healthy,” health liquor focused on strengthening the foundation and nurturing the source, mainly emphasizing “fortifying.” But recovery liquor… that was about treating the illness.

Just like with Ren Zhixiang, giving him a Foundation Establishment pill was one thing, but clearing his meridians made a real difference. Most importantly, the man could clearly feel that his body was rapidly recovering.

In this world, how many people wish for good health, especially those patients in the recovery phase?

Feng Jun believed this would be a large market. Once proven to have significant effects, it could even set off a trend.

These quiet murmurs were, however, overheard by Ren Zhixiang, and his brows lifted in delight, “Master Feng, this sounds like good news… I can promote it among the patients for you.”

Feng Jun looked sideways at him, and the reason he appreciated this man was precisely because he liked people who were clever and emotional.

He nodded with a smile, “Let’s talk about it once I’ve developed it. But there is also a downside; the medicinal effect of this recovery liquor won’t be very strong. There will be great individual differences among different people… I need to ensure I take care of those who are the weakest.”

“Otherwise, if their bodies can’t withstand the marrow cleansing and sinew-changing effect, that would result in an accident.”

“I understand,” Ren Zhixiang nodded, paused, and then spoke hesitantly, “So… maybe even buying several bottles of the liquor might not ensure recovery. I’m worried many people won’t be able to afford the cost of treatment.”

Feng Jun fell silent, not speaking until after a long while, “Still, that’s better than running into problems from drinking the liquor.”

Ren Zhixiang hesitated and asked again, “Then… why not set up a rehabilitation center?”

“Because I don’t have the time,” Feng Jun replied naturally, “For diagnosis and to dose the medication, I’d have to be involved personally, which would take up a lot of my time. Besides, these days, disputes between doctors and patients can be quite sharp, and I don’t even have a medical license yet.”

“You don’t need a medical license for a rehabilitation center; you could just say it’s about Traditional Chinese Medicine health practices,” Ren Zhixiang was confident on this matter, “I’ve been seeking medical advice for over a year; I’ve seen all kinds of situations… As long as you are sincere about treating illnesses, who would care about credentials?”

Feng Jun looked at him, slightly shaking his head, “You’re not wrong, but I still suggest you don’t have too high an opinion of human nature.”

Ren Zhixiang’s eyes lit up, “What if I set up the rehabilitation center? I could act as your agent… After all, the medicine would come from you, and you would be the final decision-maker. I’m even willing to do it without pay.”

“I understand how you feel,” Feng Jun raised his hand and patted his shoulder, “but have you considered… can you accurately verify the dosage of the medicine? In the end, won’t that still trouble me?”

Although Ren Zhixiang’s expression was dull, his mind was indeed quick, and he shook his head slowly, “That’s not a problem… I can gradually increase their dosage, can’t I? Starting on a lower dose is safe, and ensuring safety is the priority.”

Indeed, he was a self-made billionaire with above-average intelligence and emotional quotient. Even without extraordinarily brilliant ideas, his approach was practical and highly feasible.

Feng Jun looked at him, a helpless smile on his face, “Old Ren, it seems you forgot how much you paid for just one of those pills.”

Ren Zhixiang immediately fell silent; the point struck home. Such an expensive medicine couldn’t just be subjected to trial and error, could it?

At that moment, there was commotion again at the entrance, and it was Guan Shanyue and Feng Tianyang arriving together.

Guan Shanyue had spent a day in Zhengyang City before heading to Mount Taibai to visit Feng Tianyang. Interactions between Daoist Sects were very common, and after discussing the Dao for two days, they returned to Zhengyang City.

The sales of Sansheng Wine at Feng Tianyang’s place were slow–after all, its function somewhat overlapped with that of the Inquiring Dao Tea. However, almost half was sold. After exchanging insights with Guan Shanyue and learning that stroke patients were potential major customers, he made another sales push.

In fact, stroke patients are a group that is easily overlooked. Although they have mobility issues, they are not in immediate life-threatening danger. It is well known that recovery from a stroke to fully normal conditions is not easy, so even the patients don’t have much hope.

It was only because Ren Zhixiang was so young when he had his stroke, and very unwilling to accept his condition, as well as being wealthy, that he sought out remedies everywhere, forging a new path for the Sansheng Wine–even Feng Jun had not considered using Sansheng Wine in such a way.

After all, engaging in the exchange of Dao with Danxia Heaven for two days on Mount Taibai saw increased sales for Sansheng Wine, which was indeed the advantage of having companions on the path of cultivation.

They arrived, and it was just the right time to sit down in the pavilion by Pump No. 1 and take a rest while drinking some tea.

Then Director Guan asked if the batch of one hundred bottles of Sansheng Wine was ready, as she planned to take them back, hoping Luohua Manor could send someone to escort the shipment, considering it was a cargo worth over forty million.

But Luohua would help out since she could simply carry a Storage Bag and solve the issue.

Escorting the shipment was not an issue, Feng Jun was clear about this; Gazi was very eager to do such tasks, as there were fees involved. Feng Jun felt awkward about charging Danxia Heaven, but as a supplier, it was normal for him to pay the expenses.

And Gazi had never really had a large income. He was also reluctant to accept direct financial aid from Feng Jun, so he liked to take on various money-making missions, which at least allowed him to be self-sufficient.

Anyway, leading among the Martial Cultivators in the manor in terms of Cultivation Level, taking some time out to earn money didn’t delay anything for him.

Feng Jun called Gao Qiang, asking how much Sansheng Wine he had on hand and whether he could fulfill Danxia Heaven’s order.

It didn’t take long before Gao Qiang drove over, “I just contacted CEO Ye, and she mentioned that the tax authorities want her to submit financial reports… and they’re investigating the sales targets of Sansheng Wine.”

“What?” Feng Jun’s brow furrowed upon hearing this, “Are they kidding? Do you know who’s behind this?”

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