Franklin Young sighed, but still forced a relaxed smile and said, "Joe, please speak. As long as it's within my power, I will do my utmost to help you."
Joe Di chuckled, "Franklin, I'm sure you can help. My pill dao skills have improved lately, and I want to open a pill pavilion here to acquire Dao Fruits. I noticed your Ethereal Pavilion shop is quite spacious—would you be willing to split half of it with me?"
Franklin Young was stunned; he hadn't expected Joe Di to ask for the shop. Should he give it or not? But he had just promised to do his best.
If it were anything else, as long as it didn't need to be done immediately, Franklin would have agreed verbally and dragged things out. But this was something he could do right away. At this moment, Franklin truly regretted his unnecessary gesture of coming to the Dao Fruit Tower plaza.
"Oh? Could it be that Daoist Franklin is having some difficulties?" Seeing Franklin Young's expression, Joe Di let out an 'oh' and spoke in a calm tone.
Franklin Young quickly waved his hand, "No difficulties, no difficulties... Kuang He, go and set aside a section for Joe..."
Before the cultivator named Kuang He could respond, Di Jiu stepped forward and said, "No need to trouble Daoist Kuang. I'll mark it myself."
As he spoke, Joe Di raised his hand and drew a line down the middle of the Ethereal Pavilion, then pointed to one side and said, "I'll take this half."
Joe Di's line was more precise than any measurement, splitting the pavilion exactly in half—no more, no less.
Franklin Young was speechless. He'd intended for Kuang He to casually give Joe Di a portion, but now that Joe Di had drawn the line himself, he couldn't refuse. Fortunately, Joe Di hadn't been too unreasonable and had chosen the rear half.
Franklin Young really didn’t want to linger any longer. He forced a dry laugh and said, "As long as you're satisfied, Joe. I won't disturb you any further."
Of course Joe Di understood what Franklin Young meant. He smiled and said, "Go ahead and take care of your business, Franklin. I'll stay here. If needed, I can help look after your stall as well."
Franklin felt even more stifled by this empty gesture. Help look after the stall? With the Ethereal Pavilion run by the Demon Clan here, who would dare cause trouble? Did he really need Joe Di’s help?
By the time Joe Di had quickly set up his own pill pavilion, Lance Wen and the other two had already returned, accompanied by Serena Yu, whom Joe Di recognized.
Apart from looking a bit dispirited, Serena Yu wasn’t badly hurt. It seemed Samuel Heng hadn’t had the chance to deal with her yet, likely because there was too much to handle with the Dao Fruit Tower about to open.
"Thank you, Joe." Serena Yu already knew Joe Di had saved her, so she hurried to express her gratitude as soon as she arrived.
Joe Di smiled, took out three Dao Fruit Tower Entry Tokens, and said, "Dean Carter already has a Dao Fruit Tower Entry Token. The three of you can split these among yourselves. When the Dao Fruit Tower opens, you can go in and search for Dao Fruits. By the way, if you find a Prime Dao Fruit, bring it to me for pill refinement."
"Dao Fruit Tower Entry Token..." Lance Wen exclaimed in delight, then suddenly realized something. He looked at Joe Di in disbelief. "Joe, are you a Prime Dao Pill Saint?"
...
When the Ninth Pill Pavilion opened, news that Joe Di was a Prime Dao Pill Saint had already spread throughout the Void Market.
A Prime Dao Pill Saint arriving at the Void Market was no small matter. Nearly all top experts immediately began investigating Joe Di's background.
Soon, they learned what Joe Di had done among the Dragon Clan—he killed Sam Monk, a late-stage Genesis Realm expert from the Tianmu Clan, and forced the Demon Clan's Genesis Realm expert, Giles, to trade the Heart of Light. Arriving a bit late at the Dao Fruit Tower plaza, even Franklin Young from the Demon Clan had to show him respect, directly giving half of the Dao Fruit Tower shop to Joe Di. Such a powerhouse—whether a Prime Dao Pill Saint or a Genesis Pill Saint—no one dared to provoke.
But that wasn't the most exciting news about the Ninth Pill Pavilion. The real sensation was that the pavilion was offering seventeen Dao Fruit Tower Entry Tokens, available for anyone to purchase.
Even though the Dao Fruit Tower hadn't opened yet, the entrance to the Ninth Pill Pavilion was packed with cultivators. The Dao Fruit Tower Entry Tokens were limited, and every cultivator who came to the Void Market wanted one.
Joe Di knew the Dao Fruit Tower Entry Tokens would be in high demand, but he hadn't expected them to be this sought after. In less than an hour, all seventeen tokens were sold.
The lowest price for a token was eight hundred million high-grade Divine Crystals, plus some materials. The most expensive token fetched a full one and a half billion high-grade Divine Crystals, not counting those traded for artifact materials and other items.
Even though no one believed Di Jiu could actually refine Prime Dao Pills here, the name Ninth Pill Pavilion was firmly remembered by many.
When the Dao Fruit Tower opened, Samuel Heng was directly killed in the Dao Fruit Tower plaza, along with everyone from the Sacred Dao Alliance in the Void Market—including seven disciples of the Heng family.
Franklin Young, who witnessed Joe Di's handling of Samuel Heng, could only marvel at Joe Di's style. If it had been anyone else, they would have killed Samuel Heng on the spot. But Joe Di didn’t kill him himself—he let others do it. This led to the complete slaughter of the Heng family disciples in the Void Market. In the future, the Heng family may never set foot in the Void Market again; any Heng cultivator who comes will be killed immediately.
...
After the Dao Fruit Tower opened, the number of cultivators in the plaza didn’t decrease—in fact, it kept growing, with more and more people arriving.
The Dao Fruit Tower has nine levels, each filled with the rarest Dao Fruits. In theory, anyone who enters should be able to reap huge rewards. But in reality, time inside is short and the tower is dangerous. With each level, the difficulty increases, and about ten percent of cultivators die inside each time.
So, for those who enter, reaching the seventh level is already impressive. Most cultivators remain below the seventh level, with only a handful able to reach the seventh or eighth. As for the ninth level, even fewer make it that far.
The ninth level holds the Primordial Rainbow Fruit. Even if someone obtains it, they won’t reveal it easily. So, no one ever knows exactly how many cultivators make it to the ninth level each time.
Di Jiu’s sign was already up, listing every type of Transformation Pill and Prime Dao Pill he could refine—including the Origin Prime Pill.
"You can refine the Origin Prime Pill?" A sudden voice sounded in Joe Di's ear, followed by a beautiful woman dressed in black with a black veil appearing before him. Her tone was weary and lost, as if she didn’t know what she was supposed to do.
Joe Di felt a strange sensation. He hadn’t seen her face, yet he was certain she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
More than that, her figure was perfectly sculpted—not too tall or short, not too thin or heavy. Perhaps it was the ideal physique any woman would envy, yet Joe Di couldn’t shake a sense of discomfort.
"That's right, I can refine the Origin Prime Pill." Joe Di nodded. He was confident in his ability, even if he hadn’t done it before.
"You’re lying. There’s no way you can refine the Origin Prime Pill," the veiled woman said coldly, a hint of disdain in her voice.
Joe Di wasn’t surprised at all. "Whether I can refine it or not, I don’t need to prove it to you. If you want pills and trust me, bring them here; if you don’t, then please leave."
This veiled woman was only at the peak of the Prime Dao Realm—Joe Di didn’t pay her much mind.
The woman didn’t get angry. Instead, she gazed at the distant, hazy Dao Fruit Tower and said quietly, "You can’t refine the Prime Dao Pill—not because of your skill, but because this void domain lacks the cosmic laws needed for it."