Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 47 - 47 41 One Hundred and Twenty Dragon Tiger Pills

47: Chapter 41 One Hundred and Twenty Dragon Tiger Pills 47: Chapter 41 One Hundred and Twenty Dragon Tiger Pills Qianfeng Tower.

As the manager, Yang Shanyu personally welcomed him, unlike last time, this time Gu Wen was more cautious and no longer attributed the agitation he felt in this place to a mere physical reaction.

“Mr.

Wen graces us with his presence, why didn’t you let me know in advance?”

Yang Shanyu was dressed flamboyantly, a half-exposed chest dress suddenly captured the attention of everyone around, countless “old patrons” couldn’t keep their eyes from popping out.

This kind of ‘look but don’t touch’ beauty was most profitable.

Every year countless people came here, even if paying a few dozen Silver Taels to listen to music with the cleansers it was considered worthwhile.

For someone like Yang Shanyu, the appearance fee alone started at a hundred Silver Taels.

Although Gu Wen didn’t think they looked much better than the other girls in Dragon Bridge, people were cheap and liked things on a pedestal.

Gu Wen said, “Gu, just a mere merchant, does not deserve such a grand entrance.”

“Nowadays, who doesn’t know how influential you are, in Bianjing City, the number of people who go out with imperial guards can be counted on one hand.”

Yang Shanyu covered her face and chuckled, then took over from the maid and led Gu Wen up to the third floor; the noise gradually faded to the back, while the bustling sounds of Dragon Bridge still faintly came through.

“Mr.

Wen is here to take over from Hu Sanyuan?”

“Manager Yang really knows how to foresee things.”

“It’s not that I can foresee things, but his death stirred even the Prime Minister.

I figured that since he is dead, the only one who can handle such a big business is Mr.

Wen.”

“I heard about Hu Sanyuan’s death this morning as well, truly a horrific act, dozens of people slaughtered by unknown assailants.”

Gu Wen’s expression remained unchanged, the memories of yesterday’s killing didn’t even make him breathe faster.

Such massacre cases were major incidents throughout the ages, enough to alarm the Prefectural Governor, even to be reported in the imperial court, placed before the Emperor himself.

Bianjing was still under the Emperor’s feet, every issue was significant, only the current Emperor was negligent.

The Prime Minister was already the highest authority, yet what of that.

The greatest fear of murder stemmed from the punishment upon discovery, but the ancient investigative means couldn’t track someone who had traveled twenty miles in two hours and single-handedly annihilated a household.

“Anyone in his line of business would eventually meet their end, the world is full of capable and exceptional people ready to kill them.

If they are displeasing to the eyes, it’s just like stepping on an ant.”

Yang Shanyu said with a concealed smile, her words, if heard by Gu Wen in the past would only make him cleave closer to higher and more prominent officials, but now it was completely different.

She was right, before a cultivator, all were as pigs and dogs.

Even if unable to move mountains and drain seas, as long as the cultivator wasn’t stupid, mortals couldn’t compete.

And I too have embarked on the path of cultivation, and have gone further than anyone else.

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Entering the room, Gu Wen casually sat down while Yang Shanyu served him tea and water.

“This is my first time taking over this matter, can Manager Yang talk to me about it?”

“Of course.”

Yang Shanyu leaned over to pour water, a fragrance assailed the senses, she spoke softly and gently: “Our Qianfeng Tower relies firstly on the cleanliness, and secondly on these nourishing Pills.

I wonder if Mr.

Wen has heard some extraordinary tales.”

Gu Wen responded unmoved, “In these years serving the Ninth Prince, Gu has indeed encountered some.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be purchasing Dragon Tiger Pills in bulk.

When can I get those Pills I ordered?”

“Dragon Tiger Pills are in high demand, originally Mr.

Wen would have to wait a bit longer for your order.

But since the royal mansion has given us such a large deal, I can make an exception for you.”

Yang Shanyu called for a maid, whispered a few instructions, and soon after the maid left the room, she returned with several wooden boxes.

Delicate redwood boxes padded with satin, each box arranged with twenty Dragon Tiger Pills, a total of six boxes, one hundred and twenty Dragon Tiger Pills.

As previously discussed, seventy Silver Taels a Pill, that would be eight thousand four hundred Silver Taels, yet Gu Wen only had five thousand six hundred silver taels, even adding the two thousand taels deposit at the beginning was not enough.

Even Silver Taels were starting to run short.

Gu Wen sighed, there was nothing he could do, as a merchant, keeping one in ten was already at pinnacles, his ten thousand taels were the limit of not taking risks nor indulging in ill-gotten wealth.

Moreover, his cultivation itself also consumed a lot, Fate Diagram required Heavenly Marrow, ordinary fortune refining Mana also needed medicinal support.

According to Yu Hua, others wanting to quickly recover Mana also needed to ingest Pills.

Money, money, money, everything needed money.

Yang Shanyu said, “This is the most recent batch of Dragon Tiger Pills, how many does Mr.

Wen want?”

“I want it all.”

Without any hesitation, Gu Wen declared his position staunchly.

Though he was penniless, he had Zhao Feng’s silver, and would covet as much as he lacked.

Even if missing a few thousand taels could be noticed, as long as risk could rapidly be converted into power, risk was no longer a risk.

Fist governed the ultimate truth.

The 120 Dragon Tiger Pills equated to twelve years’ worth of Heavenly Marrow, and for a Cultivator with Second Level Five Internal Organs Spirit, each fulfilled organ required two years of Heavenly Marrow, thus totaling ten years for Third Level.

Yang Shanyu was somewhat surprised and asked, “Mr.

Wen, can you really consume so much?”

Gu Wen responded, “Business is always fraught with risks, both the royal court and the business need them.”

“In that case, please pay in full at once, since the amount is rather large.”

Yang Shanyu did not inquire further; as a supplier rather than a storefront like Qianfeng Tower, her focus was solely on selling the goods promptly.

As for how much Gu Wen could profit, that was his own capability.

Gu Wen slapped a stack of treasure papers on the table; spending 6,400 Silver Taels without a hint of heartache, viewing all expenditures as investments in increasing his strength.

Money and cultivation were as dung to gold.

Not to mention, Gu Wen was not footing the bill alone.

Zhao Feng would reimburse half.

With a balance of 5,600 Silver Taels, deducting 6,400 Taels, and with a reimbursement of 3,000 from the royal court, he was left with 2,200 Taels.

Yang Shanyu sent someone to the bank to verify the accounts, as treasure paper was not a currency but more of a paper certificate.

Authenticity required validation through the bank, and possessing treasure paper did not guarantee a direct cash exchange.

Should a ruffian wielding treasure paper enter a bank, they would most likely be invited to dine in prison.

Gu Wen examined a pill, its pale yellow hue speckled with slight black blemishes, indeed different from the crystal-clear top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills.

“There are also the top-grade Dragon Tiger Pills required by the Ninth Prince.”

Another box of pills was presented, containing only five.

Gu Wen quietly sighed, realizing the barriers between circles couldn’t simply be broken through with money.

Without connections, no one would include him, however imposing he might appear in the open streets of Dragon Bridge.

If people had good things, they wouldn’t share them with a mere mortal like him.

“How much?”

“Negotiated by Hu Sanyuan, one top-grade Dragon Tiger Pill costs 1,500 Taels, and we put great effort into improving the success rate.”

“How many low-quality ones does a single batch yield?”

“About fifteen, I suppose.”

“The royal court will cover these low-quality ones as well.

I want the top-grade for 1,000 Taels each, the low-quality for forty each, and don’t want the middle grade.”

Yang Shanyu paused slightly then smiled, “The market price per Dragon Tiger Pill is fifty taels.

You’re not only cutting down 500 Taels but also wanting to purchase the low-quality ones at a discounted rate.

Does Mr.

Wen find that reasonable?”

“Quite reasonable.”

Gu Wen’s gaze was steady, with his right hand resting on his chin, his aura subtly dominated over Yang Shanyu, exuding a mastery over the situation.

This was a rare occasion where he did not need to hide his cunning — he was a merchant, and if he appeared weak in commerce, how could he manage his livelihood?

“The war in Ze State has reached a deadlock lately.

Despite successive victories, each day the troops do not return, peace is not restored.

During such times, major households have the least desire to spend, everyone is tightening their budgets.”

“Your tower’s alchemy is surely not only for selling; keeping these defective products is less useful than selling them to the south through me.

I make money, and you can rapidly reclaim silver.”

He earned money for buying medicine, which was to pursue cultivation.

Similarly, Qianfeng Tower earned money to purchase Spiritual Medicine, selling alchemy products to acquire even more Spiritual Medicine, most of which was undoubtedly consumed internally for cultivation.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Yang Shanyu’s smile gradually faded, her expression contemplative, yet she did not agree and said, “Mr.

Wen, please wait a moment, I need to consult with our superior.”

After a short while, she returned and succinctly stated:

“The superior wishes to meet Mr.

Wen.”

This was also beyond expectations.

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