Three Sins Against Heaven-Chapter 95 – Rivals who appreciate each other
Ghost Guest shook his head.
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Zhao Wenling frowned, "Are you insisting that I refine pills for you for a year?"
Ghost Guest took out the contract and tore it up in front of Zhao Wenling.
Zhao Wenling was taken aback, "What do you mean by this? I am willing to accept my loss and repay the Spirit Stones I owe you."
Ghost Guest smiled and said, "Binding someone like you with a contract would be an insult to both you and me. If you don't want to stay at Dangui Pavilion, you can leave now. You can repay the Spirit Stones whenever you wish; I'm not in a hurry."
"Thank you," Zhao Wenling clasped his hands in salute.
"However..." Ghost Guest continued, "If you are willing to stay at Dangui Pavilion, consider this contract as if it never existed. Not only that, but I will also entrust you with the business of Dangui Pavilion, offering you a forty percent share of the monthly profits. How does that sound?"
"That's a tempting offer," Zhao Wenling sighed, shaking his head, "But I prefer the freedom of refining pills without being constrained. I appreciate your kindness, but once I finish refining the pills, I'll repay you with Spirit Stones."
Seeing Zhao Wenling about to leave, Ghost Guest placed a hand on his shoulder, "Don't rush off. Hear me out first."
Zhao Wenling slowly sat back down, picked up a teacup, and savored it, "The second brew of tea tastes the best. Let's hear you out until the second brew."
Ghost Guest smiled slightly, poured out the first brew, and prepared the second, "With your alchemy skills, given time, you could easily become a steward or even a guardian. I remember when we first competed, you were already at the fourth level of Qi Refinement, and now you've just reached the sixth. I assume earning Spirit Stones has slowed your cultivation."
"That's correct," Zhao Wenling nodded slightly, pouring the second brew of tea, "If I could become a steward, I wouldn't have to refine pills day and night. Without your status, the Medicine Gate competition was my only chance to climb up, but I lost. Because it was my only chance, I cared so much."
"No," Ghost Guest shook his head, "This isn't your only chance. Soon, I'll hand over Dangui Pavilion to you entirely. Not just Dangui Pavilion, I'll help you become a steward, even a guardian. I won't restrict your actions or demand your submission; I only need your assistance."
"Why me?" Zhao Wenling asked.
Ghost Guest smiled, "I believe a truly worthy opponent can become a friend."
Zhao Wenling silently finished the second brew, set down the cup, "The first brew is like a young girl, tender and bitter. The second brew, like a budding maiden, is full of lingering taste. The third brew, though mild, is like a young woman in her prime, with its unique flavor. I usually only drink the second brew, but since you're inviting me, I'll make an exception."
Ghost Guest teased, "You speak like an old man, not a young one."
"Aren't you the same?" Zhao Wenling laughed.
Ghost Guest prepared the third brew and placed it before Zhao Wenling.
"Brother Zhao, please."
The two exchanged smiles and savored the third brew, akin to a young woman in her prime.
...
The next morning, before Fragrance Beauty Tower opened, a long line had already formed outside.
Observant individuals noticed that those in line were all disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.
This was Ghost Guest's doing, with Tang Feng's help. The Law Enforcement Hall had long been at odds with the Medicine Gate, and despite some setbacks, their foundation remained strong.
With so many Law Enforcement Hall disciples buying pills from Fragrance Beauty Tower, it was no surprise that the business thrived. Moreover, Fragrance Beauty Tower proactively lowered the prices of its pills, leaving little profit after deducting the cost of ingredients.
Ghost Guest sent all the pill refiners from Dangui Pavilion to assist at Fragrance Beauty Tower to prevent a shortage of pills, but even so, the demand exceeded supply.
In just half a day, the news of Fragrance Beauty Tower's price reduction spread throughout the Medicine Gate, attracting many cultivators who lined up outside.
As everyone was busy purchasing pills, Lan Qian led dozens of cultivators through the crowd into Fragrance Beauty Tower, casting a cold glance around.
"Where's Amanda Han?"
Amanda Han descended the stairs unhurriedly, her dress swaying, and walked gracefully to Lan Qian, bowing slightly, "Greetings, Deputy Gate Master."
"Who authorized you to lower the prices?" Lan Qian asked coldly.
Amanda Han smiled slightly, "I don't believe the Medicine Gate has any rules against lowering prices, does it?"
Lan Qian frowned but quickly relaxed, "Indeed, there's no rule, but the profits you submit must be based on the Medicine Gate's pricing."
"Of course," Amanda Han nodded with a smile.
Lan Qian gave Amanda Han a disdainful look and turned to leave, "Don't think about falsifying accounts. I'll have someone keep an eye on you. At the end of the month, I'll see how you manage."
"Safe travels, Gate Master," Amanda Han replied nonchalantly, bowing again with a smile.
While Fragrance Beauty Tower's business boomed, other medicine shops saw a sharp decline, with some having no customers at all within days.
That night, as Amanda Han was about to cultivate after a long day, a knock sounded at her door. Recognizing the pattern, she knew it was Ghost Guest. She opened the door and lay on the bed, propping her chin on her hand, feigning annoyance.
"You seem to enjoy yourself, always leaving the dirty work to me while you play the idle boss."
"Those who can, do more. Thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister," Ghost Guest casually walked to the cabinet and began rummaging for tea leaves.
Amanda Han yawned lazily, "There's wine in the cabinet next to it. I've been exhausted these past few days. Bring it out and drink with me."
Ghost Guest opened the cabinet door, took out two jars of wine, and sat on the floor by the bed, handing one to Amanda Han, teasing, "Aren't you afraid I'll misbehave after drinking?"
"I'm more afraid you won't," Amanda Han chuckled, breaking the seal and taking a hearty swig, showing a boldness. After a few gulps, she clinked her jar with Ghost Guest's, "No poison, drink up."
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"Senior Sister jests. How could I not trust you?" Ghost Guest drank deeply.
Amanda Han teased, "You used to refuse even a cup of tea, but now you're quite bold."
Ghost Guest laughed, "Senior Sister no longer needs guarding against."
"Using that pill to mark me, I've abstained for a long time for you. How do you plan to compensate me?" Amanda Han smiled alluringly.
"Senior Sister jests again. You didn't do it for me."
"But in the eyes of others, it seems so," Amanda Han leaned close to Ghost Guest's ear, whispering, "While others avoid me, you keep coming to me. In their eyes, we're already in cahoots. Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?"
"The word 'cahoots' is inappropriate. 'Birds of a feather' is slightly better," Ghost Guest joked for once, then raised his jar in a toast, "Precisely because others aren't like me, they can't see the scenery in my eyes. Senior Sister's unique scenery is not for the mundane to appreciate. As for reputation, I'm a poison user; how good could it be?"
"Why have you become so glib lately?" Amanda Han lightly poked Ghost Guest's forehead, then downed her jar, becoming serious, "As the saying goes, cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. In a few days, we'll be under attack from all sides. And selling pills at such low profit, how will we settle accounts at the end of the month? Business is good, but at this rate, we can't last a month, let alone a year."
Ghost Guest smiled without speaking.
"You little rascal, still as tight-lipped as ever," Amanda Han poked Ghost Guest's forehead again, laughing, "Looks like someone's in for trouble. I'll be watching with anticipation."
