These two fellows were very domineering. He Gang and the others couldn't handle it anymore, so they called me for help.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Isn't it just some trash pills?
We don't care about it, "I pouted and said in annoyance.
"Eh …" Hearing that, the two of them were obviously stunned. Their expressions were weird, and they couldn't help but mock me.
"I'm drunk. The Power Gathering Pill is specially made for you inner strength martial artists, and you say it's trash pills?
Are you kidding me?! "
"Are you kidding me? You can do it yourself, but you don't care about the juniors in the dojo?
Selfish fellows, I really feel sorry for them. "
There weren't many inner strength martial artists in the first place, so there weren't many pills specially made for inner strength martial artists.
"That's right. This broken pill has little effect. It's not worth mentioning!"
I said with disdain and looked at the disciples. "Cough, cough. Take out the pills from before and eat them."
"Uh …" The disciples were a little reluctant.
"It's okay. After you eat them, there's still three times the amount of pills," I said seriously.
They couldn't help but be overjoyed. They quickly took out the pills. Of course, the smart fellows knew to put them in their hands to show off.
"Rank, rank two Power Gathering Pill?!" Without a doubt, after seeing the pills, the two messengers' faces couldn't help but twitch.
There was a huge wave in their hearts. It seemed that rank two Power Gathering Pills were very rare in the martial artists' black market. They were worth at least a million yuan each. Yet, these normal disciples had more than one each. However, when they thought about the billions of bets on the dojo challenge, they understood. They could only say that this senior brother was willing to spend money. The pills in their hands were worth at least tens of millions!
Although they were slapped in the face, they didn't feel embarrassed and said disapprovingly, "What are you being arrogant for? Isn't it just that you have some stinky money to buy a rank two Power Gathering Pill from the black market? Believe it or not, I only need to make a phone call and you'll never be able to buy it again!"
"Oh, then you're great," I said teasingly.
The two messengers were instantly furious. "You're just showing off, right? Just you wait!"
After saying that, he dialed a number.
"Hello, Brother Wang. I have something to ask you," one of the messengers said curiously.
"What's the matter? Say it." A man's indifferent voice came from the other side.
"Don't sell the second-stage Energy Gathering Pills on the black market to the people of the Guowei Martial Arts School in the future. Do they really think that they can escape the control of the True Martial Arts Hall just because they have some dirty money to buy pills?
Ignorant to the extreme! "the emissary angrily said.
This Brother Wang could be considered as one of the people in charge of the black market. He had always had business dealings with the True Martial Pavilion. In fact, the True Martial Pavilion was very cunning. Although it seemed like they would provide the six great martial dojos with elixirs and other cultivation resources every month, in reality, every martial dojo was in a situation where there were too many monks and not enough gruel. Therefore, they could not avoid buying from the black market.
The True Martial Pavilion had its own specialized Alchemy Hall. Apart from digesting the pills internally, they would also take out a portion of the pills and sell them in the black market. After all, the six great martial dojos did not have the conditions for alchemy, so they could only count on the True Martial Pavilion to supply them.
So, basically, the wool comes from the sheep's back. The Six Great Martial Arts Dojos tried every means to accumulate wealth, but in the end, most of it was given to the black market. Although the leaders of the Six Great Martial Arts Dojos were aware of this situation, everything existed for a reason. Even if they disagreed with this monopoly, they couldn't do anything about it.
"Uh, no more?!" Brother Wang was a little confused. He did not understand the meaning of these words.
"Yeah, didn't they recently purchase a batch of Rank Two Energy Gathering Pills?
Don't you know how arrogant they are? They don't even respect the True Martial Pavilion. I don't know who gave them the courage to do so! "the emissary said unhappily.
"Little Guo, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Recently, not a single Energy Gathering Pill has been sold in the black market. Not to mention Rank Two, even Rank One doesn't want it. The disciples of the Guowei Martial Arts Dojo are not thinking about improving themselves. They are only relying on the True Martial Pavilion to provide the pills. Originally, there were very few Strength Jing martial artists in Hua Xia. Although the Energy Gathering Pill is a good thing, it is really unsalable …" Brother Wang said seriously.
"What?
You mean, no one has bought the Energy Gathering Pill recently?!
How is that possible? "The emissary was very puzzled.
"It's true, Little Guo. Why would I lie to you about this?!" Brother Wang said angrily. He paused for a moment. "Why?
From what you said, the people from the True Martial Pavilion seem to have a lot of Energy Gathering Pills? "
"Yeah, at least a few dozen, and half of them are Rank Two. I find it strange. Where did they buy it from? Could it be …" The emissary, Little Guo, seemed to be talking to himself. Halfway through his sentence, his expression stiffened. If this possibility was eliminated, it could be that the Guowei Martial Arts Dojo had a backer, which could be the major sects in the martial arts world.
Although the Guowei Martial Arts Dojo was advancing rapidly, it was not enough to escape the constraints of the True Martial Pavilion. However, if they had the backing of a martial arts sect, the situation would be completely different. Although the True Martial Pavilion had a deep foundation, it paled in comparison to the real martial arts sects. It could be said that the True Martial Pavilion was a Jianghu force that had just stepped into the martial arts world. Through a series of methods, they controlled the six major martial arts dojos to increase their strength. One had to admit that in some aspects, it was like killing the goose that laid the golden eggs.
Suddenly, Little Guo's expression became a lot weirder. Thinking of my amazing performance, he was even more convinced that there was a powerful force behind me!
In recent years, the six major martial arts dojos had produced a lot of geniuses, but almost none of them could compete with me.
"Cough cough, everyone, I'm sorry. This is a misunderstanding. We were originally looking for trouble with the other martial arts dojos, but it was a mistake. Please don't take it to heart. The pills that should be given to the Guowei Martial Arts Dojo will definitely not be missing!" The emissary, Little Guo, apologized repeatedly. At this juncture, he really did not dare to cause trouble again.
"What do you mean?!" The emissary next to him asked with a puzzled expression.