Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 41 - 41 35 Top-Grade Dragon Tiger Pill

41: Chapter 35 Top-Grade Dragon Tiger Pill 41: Chapter 35 Top-Grade Dragon Tiger Pill The torrential rain continued to fall.

The two men entered the room where Hu Sanyuan had already freed his ankles from their shackles.

Gu Wen drew his dagger, pulled down a piece of curtain fabric to wrap his hand, which also served to prevent blood from spraying, and with the sound of the other’s whining fear, he thrust the knife into his throat, quickly silencing him.

Life was just so flimsy.

Gu Wen wiped the blade with the cloth, then tossed it aside.

Hu Huan remained impassive.

After all, he was no ordinary person; killing a man meant little to him.

He just wondered, “Shouldn’t they have asked me if I’d hidden anything?”

The answer was they needn’t bother.

All the money Hu Sanyuan spent on pills came from the royal mansion, and most of the mansion’s funds came from the Water House.

As the true controller of the Water House, Gu Wen could estimate the exact amount through the accounts.

Everything had its price.

However much he bought the Dragon Tiger Pill for, that was how much Hu Sanyuan was worth.

Even if the pills were different, having some was better than none—he had no Heavenly Marrow left now!

Gu Wen opened a wooden box on the table, and inside, the pills lay quietly, a total of ten.

Lately, Hu Sanyuan had taken a hundred and twenty thousand Silver Taels from the royal mansion, and the Water House had contributed thirty thousand.

The funds were paid out bit by bit, roughly ten thousand Taels a day.

These pills were approximately worth that much.

Gu Wen didn’t mind consuming them all, but he had to consider the success rate and whether Hu Sanyuan went directly to the mansion to buy them or had an escort.

Today might not have secured the most valuable haul, but it certainly yielded the highest success rate, hence running into a peer.

Worth ten thousand Silver Taels, wouldn’t one pill equate to ten Dragon Tiger Pills?

Yet, why did it smell so much like a Dragon Tiger Pill?

“Fellow Daoist, you’ve had a bountiful harvest today, congratulations,” Hee Huan complimented shamelessly, as it was not his possession.

“These pills are top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills, where only one emerges from over ten in a batch.

Though the effects are the same, they are superior because they have no pill toxicity and cause less damage to the meridians.”

The effects are the same?

Gu Wen suddenly felt something was amiss and took one of the pills.

Almost instantly, his Fate Diagram vibrated, increasing his Heavenly Marrow by one-fifth.

Previously, the regular Dragon Tiger Pill increased his Heavenly Marrow by one-tenth, which meant these top-grade pills offered twice the potency—ten pills yielding only two years’ worth of Heavenly Marrow.

With ten thousand Taels, he could’ve bought hundreds of Dragon Tiger Pills, amounting to ten years’ worth of Heavenly Marrow!

He calmly said, “Pills are rare; I prefer to have more.

Pill toxicity can be eradicated through Cultivation Technique and focus, but pills cannot appear out of thin air.”

“What you say might hold some truth outside, considering not everyone starts off with a True Monarch as their backing.

But this is the Immortal Land,” Hee Huan retorted, shaking his head.

“Outside, a Lin Chuan medicinal fruit is a decade’s worth of Spiritual Medicine.

Although not precious, it’s not so common that it’s treated like cabbage here.”

“Since we’ve had the good fortune to enter the world’s premier treasure land, where countless Spiritual Objects are as common as weeds and myriad Spiritual Treasures ripe for the picking, it’s only natural to choose the best among the best.”

So the low-quality Dragon Tiger Pills can be sold as tonic medicines?

Gu Wen unraveled another layer of his doubts.

Both medicinal fruits and Dragon Tiger Pills, anything that could be bought with Silver Taels were inferior products scorned by worldly practitioners.

“Fellow Daoist, would you like these top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills?”

Hee Huan was taken aback for a moment but quickly caught on, smiling and asking, “What does Fellow Daoist desire?

Spiritual Medicines, Pills, or perhaps silver and gold?”

Gu Wen shook his head, feigning disinterest, and said, “I do not covet mere gold and silver, either Spiritual Medicine or Pills would suffice.”

“Outside, they may be mere gold and silver, but here in Daqian, they are annual stipends.

We can’t bring in massive amounts of gold.

That barrier-breaking array costs Spirit Stones even for a single hair.

Without money, how can we get mortals to work for us?

We can’t possibly do it ourselves; that would take an eternity.”

Hee Huan inadvertently let slip some information— not out of foolishness, but because he saw it as just idle talk, common knowledge that didn’t warrant any caution.

Annual stipends, barrier-breaking arrays.

Since Daqian had an abundance of Spiritual Medicine, worldly beings disdained low-quality goods, leading to their circulation among mortals.

Because gold and silver couldn’t be brought in, they had to follow a certain social order, hence the exchange of precious metals for Spiritual Medicine.

When transcendence was suppressed to its limit, these immortals had to adhere to an objective reality, as Gu Wen understood it.

The Zhao family would perish despite having a True Monarch.

It all made sense!

Gu Wen felt a sudden clarity and said, “I want Pills.

How much do you think these ten top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills are worth in low-quality ones?”

He only wanted their medicinal potency, which also contributed to the conversion of Heavenly Marrow within his Fate Diagram, unfettered by pill toxicity.

Rather than consuming them himself, he thought trading them would be better; he was expecting a five-to-one exchange rate, considering they were second-hand.

Hee Huan pondered and said, “How about twenty Pills?”

Hisss!

Twenty for one?

Gu Wen couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

That was a twenty-fold increase— two hundred Dragon Tiger Pills!

“Ten Dragon Tiger Pills are equivalent to a decade’s worth of Heavenly Marrow; two hundred would be twenty decades’ worth.”

Even someone as strong-willed as Gu Wen felt the strain at that moment.

The wealthiest he had ever been was with a decade’s worth of Heavenly Marrow.

With twenty decades’ worth, he could elevate every Cultivation Technique he practiced.

Seeing Gu Wen not speaking, Hee Huan thought he had bid too low and quickly revised his offer, “Top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills are rare.

It’s only natural for you to seek a higher premium.

How about twenty-five pills?”

That was a twenty-five-fold increase,—twenty-five decades of Heavenly Marrow.

Gu Wen suddenly felt like he was back in his previous life, playing the stock market, where prices could skyrocket within a second.

The more crucial the moment, the calmer he became, a hint of vigilance rising in his eyes.

Top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills were so precious in their eyes, yet he seemed so willing to part with them, not a hint of resentment in our conversation.

This man’s character was extraordinary; either genuinely carefree or deeply cunning.

He nodded, “Accepted.”

“Do you need the Red Dust Pill urgently?”

“What difference does it make?”

“Uh…I’m a little short on funds, can’t produce that much right away.” Hee Huan scratched his head, “If it’s urgent, I could exchange a Magic Artifact for it.”

Gu Wen’s eyes lit up and he asked, “The silver spear of yours?”

“Of course not.” Hee Huan covered his wrist, a look of caution on his face, “I have a long-standing relationship with Qianlong Manor, which is second only to a military family.

I could commission them to forge a bespoke weapon for you.

I notice you’re without a weapon yourself.”

“Could it be as versatile as your book is?”

“Of course.”

“We’ll exchange the cash for the goods then.”

Indeed, more than Heavenly Marrow, what he needed now was a weapon.

The two agreed to meet beneath the Dragon Bridge a month later, at midnight.

Nine Dragon Tiger Pills for one Magic Artifact.

They then returned to their original topic, the Condensing Dao Pill.

“If you are interested, we could collaborate.

Once the Zhao family’s ninth son’s Pills are refined, we’ll intercept them.

Typically, there are two to three Pills per batch; I’ll only need one.”

Hee Huan threw out a tempting proposal.

Gu Wen didn’t know the exact location of the Pills or how to obtain them.

He was open to collaboration but wanted to extract more benefits out of it, probing, “If we can’t get it today and the Zhao family becomes alert, how could we ever overcome hundreds of thousands of imperial guard?”

Although Gu Wen possessed the power to transcend mortals, he did not believe he currently had the capability to face an army.

“It’s not the Zhao family, but the ninth son of the Zhao family,” Hee Huan chuckled.

“Unbeknownst to you, Zhao Feng carries a Taoist Heavenly Girl’s token, which should have been a great opportunity.

But somehow, a few days ago, that Taoist Heavenly Girl clashed with the Lord Emperor.”

Clashed?

Gu Wen’s mind raced; he hadn’t expected the Zhao family and Yu Hua to come to blows.

Weren’t they in a cooperative relationship?

But on second thought, their stance on their investment in him was telling.

“Who do you think won?” inquired Hee Huan.

Without much thought, Gu Wen answered, “The outcome is unknown, but with everything calm, the likelihood is that the Taoist Heavenly Girl has the upper hand.”

“An insight not far from my own, tsk tsk tsk…

truly worthy of being the top of the Heavenly Destiny List.

Just a few months into the mortal world and already overpowering the Lord Emperor.” Hee Huan expressed his admiration before shifting the conversation, “Without a foundation, a Condensing Dao Pill can damage one’s cultivation base.

The Lord Emperor wouldn’t allow him to consume it.

If it were permitted, there’d be no need to approach Qianfeng Tower; his father’s own elixirs would surely be superior.”

“What’s his angle then?”

Gu Wen pondered, while Hee Huan replied with a light laugh, “I don’t know, but it’s likely he was intimidated by that Taoist Heavenly Girl.

Right now, he hasn’t even started his Foundation Establishment; who knows if he’ll be kicked out one of these days.”

“However, what does that matter to us?

What do you think?”

“It’s worth a try.”

Gu Wen, hiding a fierce glint behind his mask, even if he wanted nothing at all, was determined to upset Zhao Feng.

Besides, today, he had tasted the sweetness of a windfall; the wealth he had saved over several years paled in comparison to today’s bountiful gain.

As the saying goes, “A man does not get rich without windfalls as a horse does not get fat without grazing at night.” How could he let such an excellent opportunity slip by?

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