Chapter 104 Make the Yang Family Great Again! Brothers Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo both have storage rings. Although there is less than 2 cubic meters of space, it is barely enough to store some spirit stones and fasting cakes. They no longer have to pull a cart to sell fasting cakes like their father Yang Shi did every time. Spiritual food as daily supplements is a topic that every cultivator cannot avoid. Eating it every day can make the body stronger and increase the speed of cultivation. Without elixirs, one cannot achieve such rapid improvement. Eating spiritual food is a process that accumulates over time. Cultivators with spiritual stones eat richer food, such as spiritual meat, spiritual fruits, and various dishes combining the five elements. Poor cultivators without spiritual stones can make do with spiritual rice and spiritual noodles. As a large sect, the True Fire Sect naturally would not skimp on the daily spiritual meals for its disciples. It’s just that the fasting cakes that Yang Fu wants to sell are not the same as what they eat every day. He wanted to sell spiritual meals that could be carried and eaten to the monks in seclusion and those who were traveling. Yang Fu walked to the kitchen, ready to meet the manager whom he had agreed to meet earlier. "Hey! Junior Brother Yang, come and have dinner too, let's eat together!" Shen Yao patted Yang Fu from behind. Over the past year, the enthusiastic Shen Yao has become Yang Fu's best friend in the True Fire Sect. She talks a lot, but Yang Fu doesn't talk much, and he often listens to her with a smile.

He knew that Shen Yao was an orphan and had no family to support her cultivation. Her ordinary five spiritual roots could not cultivate quickly, and as an outer disciple, she had few resources for cultivation. So he made some spirit stones by helping new disciples. She is the poor and dull cultivator mentioned by Hall Master Meng. Shen Yao is 25 years old this year, 3 years older than Yang Fu. She has just reached the eighth level of fetal breathing. If she wants to successfully practice Qigong, she must be at least 30 years old. The biggest reason why Shen Yao is keen on earning spirit stones is to buy a ray of ordinary-level innate spiritual energy so that he can successfully advance to the Qi training stage. "Senior Sister Shen, I've eaten." "Then why are you in the kitchen? Did you kill a spirit beast to sell? Where is it? Do you want me to bargain for you?" "Thank you, Senior Sister Shen. I have already discussed this with the steward." "Well, okay. Remember to look for me if you have any problems. Everyone in the outer sect knows that I'm here to protect you!" "Ah." Yang Fu looked at Shen Yao, whose steps were always so cheerful, and smiled slightly. Go inside and find Wang Hao who is in charge of acquisitions. "Manager Wang, I brought 1 packs of the spiritual fasting cakes that I gave you to taste earlier." "Okay, leave it here. I'll put it up for you. If it can be sold, I'll pay you the price we agreed on, 1 spirit stone for 5 cakes." "Then I'll trouble you, Director Wang." Yang Fu's consciousness moved, and 1 packages of fasting cakes in the storage ring were neatly stacked on the ground. "Heh~ There's also a storage ring?" Wang Hao took a close look at the outer disciple in front of him and felt that this man must have some strength since he dared to come and discuss business with him. “You have to be more professional when doing business.” Yang Fu had already negotiated everything and was just waiting for the ancestor to bestow his reward. Everything will come naturally, just wait for the sales of the fasting cakes.

On the other hand, Yang Fushuo was not as mature as his brother. He did not prepare in advance, but went straight to the Lingdan Market with the fasting cakes. The Danhuo Sect produces a large amount of elixirs, and the sect's disciples simply cannot consume them all, so they are sold to independent cultivators outside and members of the Zhenhuo Sect. The Elixir Market is a place dedicated to trading elixirs. In the past year, Yang Fushuo has been learning the art of alchemy from his master Li Xuyang. He has mastered the formal alchemy furnace method, which allows him to make his own pills more unique. But every time he made elixirs with his bare hands, he would still make them into various elixirs with his own flavor according to his own wishes. This year, Yang Genshuo specifically told him to offer him a legitimate elixir, but this kid ended up secretly inserting some contraband into his offering and insisted on offering Yang Genshuo a Fire Gathering Pill (special), so that the old ancestor could taste his craftsmanship. Yang Keun Suk could only laugh at this. What if he uses this thing to suck out the 20 tons of liquefied natural gas that he just filled? He was defeated on the spot. He simply hid it away. Yang Keun Suk couldn't think of any situation on Earth where he would need to use this thing! Yang Fushuo's master was in charge of Yaoyuan Peak, and the thing he had the most was medicinal herbs, so he refined a lot of pills this year and sold quite a few of them himself. At this time, Yang Fushuo squatted next to a cultivator who specialized in selling fasting pills. When the cultivator saw that it was Yang Fushuo, who was very popular in Danhuo Sect this year, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Brother Yang is here to sell pills too? Have you made another great pill with miraculous effects?" "No, this time it's all serious, but it may steal some of your business, don't be angry, Junior Brother." "That's fine! Bigu Pills are always easy to sell. I just didn't expect Senior Brother Yang to make this kind of pill." Bigu Pills are the simplest of the first-grade pills and are made by beginner alchemists when they are practicing. Generally, after successfully refining one, the person can be called a first-grade alchemist. By the way, Yang Fushuo is now a first-class alchemist. When he acquired this skill, he also added 200 incense sticks to Yang Genshuo. Yang Fushuo patted the shoulder of his junior fellow apprentice who was 10 years older than him. "I can rest assured that." "Selling Bigu Cakes~ They are a great substitute for Bigu Pills, delicious and crispy. One piece can last you two days without eating. A must-have for retreats and travels!" As his shouts became louder and louder, the monks who wanted to buy the fasting pills gathered around him. "One piece can only last for two days? It's not even as good as the worst fasting pills, how can you replace it?" "Are you a half-baked alchemist? Are you trying to fool us with this thing?" "I've seen him before. Last time I spent 20 spirit stones to buy him a [Flying Pill]. My asshole still hurts now!" Yang Fushuo immediately became unhappy: "Just tell me whether you can fly or not! This is the only elixir that can make you fly with 20 low-grade spirit stones!" The man was furious: "Bullshit! Your flying pill destroyed my low-grade magic weapon clothes!" "So you won't wear butt-revealing clothes?" "I am over 70 years old and I am wearing butt-revealing clothes? How can this be allowed! Where is my knife?" The scene became increasingly chaotic, but more and more monks came to watch the fun.

Yang Fushuo struck while the iron was hot and shouted: "Although the effect of the fasting cake is not as strong as the fasting pill, but I sell it at a low price!" "How many spirit stones do you need to buy a Bigu Pill?" "Two low-grade spirit stones, right?" "Then guess how much my fasting cakes cost?" He took out a pack of compressed biscuits and placed them in front of him. The monks who were watching began to speculate. "One spirit stone per pack? That's not as convenient as the Bigu Pills. But it's still a bit of a deal." "If you buy 1 packs for 2 spirit stone, I'll buy it right away!" After a cultivator tasted it, he felt quite satisfied with the feeling of fullness in his stomach. At this time, a female cultivator also broke off a piece and tasted it: "Hmm! It tastes good. The Qigong pills have no taste at all. I have been catching monsters outside all day. Eating a Qigong pill in the middle of the night makes me feel that there is no point in becoming an immortal in this life." "I want this! How much spirit stones are needed? Tell me!" Seeing that everyone's interest was aroused, Yang Fushuo shouted carelessly: "I'm not selling this fasting cake to make a lot of money from you. I'm thinking that your spiritual stones don't come from the wind. Giving you a good product that's more affordable and can reduce your daily consumption is my original intention for developing this fasting cake." "Since you have come to our Danhuo Sect, you think highly of us." "Today's fasting cakes cost 1 spiritual stone per pack, or 1 spiritual stone for 2 packs." "1 packs of spirit stones for 3, make friends with everyone!" Wow! ! ! Many cultivators burst into surprised voices. This was equivalent to one-sixth of the price of the Bigu Pill, but half of the effect of the Bigu Pill. What are you hesitating about? Go ahead! The monks started buying them one after another. "Quantity is limited, first come first served!" Yang Fushuo put several hundred bags on his stall, always keeping the attitude that they were about to be sold out, and the monks rushed to grab them even more anxiously. At first, only those who needed the stocks bought it. Later, seeing so many people buying, those who didn’t need the stocks also started to think that it would not be a loss to buy some and keep them, so they all joined in. The junior fellow who was selling fasting pills nearby: “.” No, that’s how you sell it, right? good good! I'll buy some to try. Meng San, who came to Danhuo Sect to buy pills, saw this and shouted, "I want 2000 packs!" Yang Fushuo's eyes lit up. "okay!" After buying it, Meng San thought happily: "If I take this thing back to the sect, I can sell it for 1 spirit stone and 2 bags, and make a lot of money. Hehe~" Not only Meng San thought so, some independent cultivators also thought so. After buying here, they can sell it in the independent cultivator market. Isn't it a sure profit? Then Yang Fushuo’s 1 packs of fasting biscuits were sold out on the same day! Yang Fushuo happily earned 3333 low-grade spirit stones. Before leaving, he glanced at his junior fellow student who was standing next to him and looked pitiful as he had not sold a single fasting pill. "Junior brother, how many fasting pills do you have?" "Ah? There are still 50 more." "I'll take care of it all!"

He took out 100 spirit stones from his storage ring and gave them to his junior fellow apprentice, then left the spirit pill market with 50 fasting pills. The fellow student shouted excitedly from behind: "Thank you, Brother Yang!" "We are all from the same sect, why are you being polite to me, your Immortal?" Yang Keun Suk was stunned by Yang Fushuo's actions. "This guy is really good!" The Yang family’s way of making spirit stones, which had been cut off for 10 years, was revived again by the two brothers! They made the Yang family great again! Fast forward a few days, and a new message popped up on the messaging interface. [Yang Shi discovered the secret place 'Lava Earth Tomb' underground and is asking you for instructions. ] "Huh? I finally found it!" It took a year for Yang Shi to find the secret place with his ability to drill into the ground, his extraordinary perseverance and a little bit of luck. Yang Keun Suk slowed down time and made himself an iced drink. “Now let’s start the operation!” Exploring secret places is no joke, he has to stay absolutely focused. (End of this chapter)