There was a sound of applause from stroking hands and exclaiming. The four women of Dujuan turned around in horror and saw several old alchemists wearing long robes walking over quickly.

The corners of the four women's mouths were tilted, and the corners of their eyes were tugged, and they glanced at the old alchemists with disdain.

In their hearts, their current skills are not inferior to these old guys, so they are too lazy to face these old guys as before. They have to be respectful when facing these old guys - after all, they are not Master Ye!

Master Ye nodded to several old alchemists. Several old alchemists walked quickly to the cold pond, bowed to Master Ye solemnly, and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Ye".

"Looking at your anxious appearance, what's wrong?" Master Yen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old alchemists.

"It's a disaster." Several old alchemists smiled bitterly at the same time and said in unison. They looked at each other, and one of the oldest alchemists stepped forward two steps and said to Master Yen: "Hu Xiaotian and the five major families have signed a contract to supply low-end elixirs in large quantities."

"Large batch?" Master Yen snorted coldly: "Wufeng Canyon spiritual cultivation is one million, and the low-end spiritual pills required in a year are hundreds of millions of. How much can he Han Cuiya... provide?"

"Fifty percent!" The old alchemist's forehead was filled with cold sweat: "The amount he promised was 50% of the total amount of various low-end spiritual pills consumed in the entire Windless Canyon last year!"

Master Ye's face suddenly turned pale!

50% of the total amount? Why is it such a huge number? This is enough to be comparable to the total amount of low-end elixirs provided by all alchemists in Wufengcheng Alchemist Association in the past year!

Low-grade spiritual pills are indispensable for spiritual practitioners to practice, live, fight and adventure. Just like rice, vegetables, melons, flesh and vegetables, and they cannot leave for ordinary people in one day. The spiritual pills consumed in Wufeng Canyon are a huge astronomical figure every year.

The Alchemist Guild controlled by Master Yen, the number of low-end elixirs provided by the entire market each year accounts for 50% of the entire market, and the other 50% of the low-end elixirs were purchased by major forces in the Windless Canyon from the territory of the large forces in the deeper island circle of the Falcon Ocean.

The cost of spiritual elixir purchased from the ocean is naturally high. Master Ye and others can rely on the cost advantages of local alchemy to control the price fluctuations in the elixir market and make huge profits.

The premise of all this is that Wufengcheng Alchemy Association monopolizes 50% of the monopoly supply of low-end spiritual pills!

If Chu Tian could really supply a considerable amount of low-end spiritual pills with the Alchemist Association, Master Ye and others would no longer be able to point fingers at the price of low-end spiritual pills, and they would no longer be able to make excessive unconventional benefits.

"How is it possible for him?" Mr. Yen murmured to himself with a pale face.

With the sound of "Dingling" and a shaking sound of jade bells came from Master Yeon's sleeve. He took out a bell made of white jade from his sleeve, put it next to his ear and shook it gently for a few times.

A faint voice came from the sound of the bell.

But with the sound of bells as a cover-up, several old alchemists and four disciples could not hear clearly. The voice of these words was whether men or women, or old or young. But everyone saw it, and Master Yen's face suddenly became extremely ugly!

"He not only signed a low-end spiritual pill supply contract with the five major families, but he actually... still supplies it at a 10,000 yuan discount at the normal cost price!" Master Yen's body shivered slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "The more than 10,000 errand disciples under his sect can actually refine low-end spiritual pills such as fasting pills, detoxification pills, etc."

With a sneer, Master Yen gritted his teeth and looked at the old alchemists: "A few old friends, it took only three years for that man to train more than 10,000 low-level alchemists! Haha, hehe, hehe!"

The bodies of several old alchemists shook, and their faces suddenly turned as pale as Master Yen.

The difficulty of cultivating an alchemist is known to several old alchemists. Alchemists are different from spiritual practice. The cultivation of alchemists must invest huge resources. Only by constantly spending a large amount of medicinal materials to try a lot of alchemist can you become perfect and master the method of alchemist.

How much financial and material resources does it take to cultivate more than 10,000 disciples to become alchemists?

This is only three years!

What if I give him another three years?

The old alchemist just now asked Master Yen with a harsh expression: "The cost is 90%? How dare he do this? How can he do this? Even if it is a low-end spiritual pill, the price is too... it is too... heartbreaking!"

Master Ye closed his eyes and began to calculate whether the price given by Chu Tian was possible!

After pondering for a moment, Master Yeon calculated it properly. He sneered: "Unless all the more than 10,000 disciples under his disciples can refine low-end elixirs at a success rate of 30%, otherwise..."

30% success rate?

The faces of several old alchemists were extremely ugly. They naturally had no chance of failure in refining low-end elixirs. However, among their disciples, the highest success rate among the disciples who have increased their efforts in recent years and carefully cultivated them is only 25%!

Could it be that all the more than 10,000 disciples under Chu Tian’s sect can reach 30% or even higher elixir rate?

How is this possible?

"No matter whether it is possible or not, if he dares to set such a price, it means that the five major families have the strength to reduce the market price of low-end spiritual pills by 20%! From now on, there will be no room for us to get involved in the low-end spiritual pills in Wufeng Canyon!"

Master Yen gritted his teeth and whispered with a trace of extremely gloomy resentment: "He is going to dig our roots, break our way, break our jobs, and kill us all!"

Several old alchemists looked at Master Yen with a dismal expression.

Master Yen murmured: "Now it is a low-end spiritual pill. After his disciples grow up, when the group of dolls can refine medium- or even high-end spiritual pills, and even higher-level spiritual pills, they can even refine various grade spiritual pills at higher levels... Hu Xiaotian's wealth is getting stronger and stronger, and he can include more and more disciples..."

The bodies of several old alchemists shook, and their eyes turned dark. They seemed to see tens of thousands of alchemy furnaces floating in front of them. The tide-like spiritual elixirs spewed out of the mouth of the alchem ​​furnace, and the high-temperature spiritual elixirs spewed flames and fireworks, completely submerging them all.

This is a dignified army, who directly defeats them with the absolute quantity and price advantage, defeats them, and leaves them with no place to turn over!

Chu Tian was disdainful to use Master Yen's deceitful means. In the past three years, Chu Tian had not committed any revenge on Master Yen's calculations three years ago.

What is the point of that kind of private revenge unless Chu Tian can completely kill Master Yen?

However, such a dignified offensive does not require Chu Tian to make any small moves behind his back. It is like a mountain pressing on the top, like a tsunami emptying, sweeping all monsters and monsters with endless magnificent power!

Master Ye and several old alchemists shook their bodies, and first spat out a mouthful of old blood with Master Ye. Then several alchemists also spit out blood, and their legs were weak and sat on the ground in a mess.

"How could he do this!" Master Yen's face was as harsh as a ghost: "He is going to force us and him to stay alive!"

"Dear friends, either burst into an attack and kill this son."
Chapter completed!