Night falls.
In a private room of a restaurant in Wildlands City, the managers of all eighteen pill shops have gathered.
The table was laden with fine dishes and rare wines, but no one was touching their chopsticks.
"Leon, you called us all here—what's the reason?" one manager asked.
Leon Bian didn’t answer directly, but turned to everyone and said, "I’m sure you’ve all heard about that little pill shop, right?"
One manager nodded. "That’s right! Before that shop opened, our stores sold thousands of top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills every day, and we still couldn’t meet demand. Now, our top-grade pills barely sell at all!"
The other managers immediately joined in, complaining about their losses.
Leon Bian sneered and lifted the purchase limit on the fifth day.
After Leon Bian’s breakdown, all the managers’ faces turned grim.
Over ten million immortal stones isn’t chump change.
Then another manager spoke up: "Since Leon called us all here, you must have a plan to deal with that guy!"
Then another manager spoke up: "Since Leon called us all here, you must have a plan to deal with that guy!"
Leon Bian smiled and nodded. "My plan is simple: we join forces to sweep his shelves and hoard top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills. Remember, these pills are the best for Human Immortals—they’ll always sell!"
Leon Bian smiled and nodded. "My plan is simple: we join forces to sweep his shelves and hoard top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills. Remember, these pills are the best for Human Immortals—they’ll always sell!"
Leon Bian continued, "For this sweep, I’m putting up a hundred million immortal stones!"
Leon Bian continued, "For this sweep, I’m putting up a hundred million immortal stones!"
Another manager quickly agreed.
Soon, all the other managers pledged their support. Together, they raised two billion immortal stones for the sweep.
Two billion immortal stones is enough to buy ten million top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills. No matter how many Ian Song has, there’s no way he can produce that many.
As soon as his stock runs dry, their pill shop sales will bounce back. Then, they can join forces again to hike up the prices.
The eighteen pill shops all wield considerable influence in Wildlands City.
So, the next day, as soon as Song Yan’s little shop opened, a flood of Immortals rushed in.
By the end of the day, sales of top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills reached three hundred thousand.
But this also made Ian Song notice something odd.
On the fourth day, Ian Song’s shop sold 330,000 top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills, and he spotted many faces among the buyers that had appeared the day before.
With a little investigation, he soon found out that the eighteen pill shops in Wildlands City were teaming up to sweep his stock.
"Heh! Want to sweep my shelves? I’m afraid your funds won’t be enough!" Ian Song sneered.
Ian Song sneered and lifted the purchase limit on the fifth day.
That day, sales soared to a staggering 1.2 million pills.
On the sixth day, 1.5 million pills were sold.
On the seventh day, sales continued to climb.
On the eighth day, sales remained strong.
By the tenth day, sales reached three million pills.
The total number of top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills sold had already surpassed ten million.
Meanwhile...
The managers of all eighteen pill shops gathered again.
"Leon, we’ve nearly spent all twenty billion immortal stones, but Ian Song still seems to have plenty of top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills left. At this rate, we won’t last much longer!" one manager said worriedly.
Leon Bian was also getting uneasy—he never imagined Ian Song would have so many top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills.
"I’ll put up another fifty million and keep sweeping. I’m sure that brat must be running low by now!" Bian Cheng gritted his teeth.
Having ridden the tiger, none of the managers could quit now, so they could only grit their teeth and scrape together more immortal stones to keep buying.
On the eleventh day, sales held steady at three million.
On the twelfth day, sales dipped slightly to 2.8 million.
Thirteenth day.
Ian Song changed the sign outside his shop: "To thank the residents of Wildlands City, for the next three days, all buyers of top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills will enjoy a ten percent discount!"
The price dropped by twenty immortal stones.
Immortals who had been hesitating or watching now started buying.
So, sales rebounded sharply that day, reaching 3.5 million.
As for the eighteen pill shop managers, they had to gather once again.
The rest of the managers all started questioning Leon Bian.
For a moment, Leon Bian’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was furious, resentful, and deeply frustrated—he wished he could kill Ian Song.
The rest of the managers all started questioning Bian Cheng.
For a moment, Bian Cheng’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was furious, resentful, and deeply frustrated—he wished he could kill Song Yan.
Over the next two days, Ian Song’s shop sold nearly seven million more top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills.
No one objected.
Over the next two days, Song Yan’s shop sold nearly seven million more top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills.
When Leon Bian heard this, he looked utterly hopeless. It was another disguised price cut—yet they still held over 13 million top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills.
When Bian Cheng heard this, he looked utterly hopeless. It was another disguised price cut—yet they still held over 13 million top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills.
More than eighty percent had been bought at two hundred immortal stones each.
But now Ian Song was effectively selling at 170 stones—who would buy from them?
And with so much capital tied up in those top-grade pills, they couldn’t restock other medicines. Without enough liquid funds, their other pills were running out, and soon their shops would have nothing left to sell.
The other seventeen managers were in the same predicament, so they stormed over to confront Leon Bian—almost coming to blows.
A few days later...
Almost every pill shop in Wildlands City was on the verge of running out of stock, while Ian Song’s pill exchange was booming.
On this day...
As soon as Leon Bian saw Ian Song, his face twisted with rage: "You dare show up here? Someone, throw this bastard out!"
"You!"
"Leon, is this how you treat your customers?" Ian Song said with a smile.
"Manager Bian, is this how you treat your customers?" Ian Song asked, still smiling.
"Bah! You’re no customer—I wish I could kill you!" Leon Bian spat.
"Bah! You’re no customer—I wish I could kill you!" Leon Bian spat.
Hearing this, Leon Bian’s expression changed rapidly. He rushed ahead to block Ian Song: "Young Master Song, I’m sorry, I was wrong just now!"
Hearing this, Leon Bian’s expression changed rapidly. He rushed ahead to block Ian Song: "Young Master Song, I’m sorry, I was wrong just now!"
Half a quarter of an hour later...
In the tea room of the Dragon Tiger Pill Shop, Leon Bian glared at Ian Song and shouted, "Impossible! We bought those top-grade Immortal Yuan Pills at two hundred stones each—how could I sell them to you for one hundred fifty?"
"Fine, don’t sell. I’ll just go back and drop my exchange price to one hundred forty stones!"
Song Yan gave a dismissive smile and stood up to leave.
"Don’t go! I’ll sell to you!"
Leon Bian shouted, then collapsed into his chair. He was taking a huge loss—fifty immortal stones for every pill.