Chapter 4630 — Distributing Pills
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Jia Mufan feared no one else, but face to face with a top-tier genius like Wei Zhao, who had come out of nowhere, he truly had not the slightest confidence. This was the next Gongyang Jun; no matter how highly Jia Mufan thought of himself, he could not stand in the way of such a man's advance!
"So you dislike being tangled in trivialities, Junior Brother Lin. That need not worry you—all the miscellaneous affairs can be left to me. As for you, Junior Brother Lin, you will be as you were before, and as you will be hereafter. That should settle it, no?" Jia Mufan said with a smile.
"Then I shall trouble Senior Brother Jia," Wei Zhao said with a nod.
"Haha, there is no trouble about it. I am a restless sort by nature, and I served a long spell as second senior brother of the inner sect stewards before; these matters are all too familiar to me." Jia Mufan smiled, then said frankly, "In truth, having you willing to let the post go is a stroke of fortune for me. You should know that one great reason this post of second senior brother of the inner sect stewards was established was to check me, the first senior brother. To have had a headstrong fellow like Ma Dangfeng sitting in it before gave me no end of headaches."
Wei Zhao smiled at that as well. A man like Ma Dangfeng, self-regarding and looking down on all beneath him, likely did not even take Jia Mufan into his eyes. To have such a creature under one's command working against one in all things—and a much-watched top newcomer king at that—no one in Jia Mufan's position would find it easy.
Still, Wei Zhao could also see that Jia Mufan was a man rather fond of power, while he himself cared nothing for it—two extremes, as it were. He would not, however, let that breed any ill feeling toward Jia Mufan.
Jia Mufan, in fact, knew well how to handle people, and working with him was no bad thing for Wei Zhao; it was, quite simply, a pleasant cooperation.
With the real business concluded, Jia Mufan chatted a while longer, then rose to take his leave. Wei Zhao saw him courteously to the door, and afterward began his closed-door cultivation.
This time the seclusion was not for cultivation but purely for refining pills. Not only did the Celestial Pill Pavilion on Central Island urgently need pills to replenish its stores—those around Wei Zhao had need of them as well. Lu Bianren, for instance, was indeed on the verge of breaking through, but without Golden Core Pills to aid him, who could say how long he would remain stuck at his bottleneck?
Drawing on his past experience, refining Golden Core Pills and other elixirs—even Nascent Formation Golden Pills—was now routine for Wei Zhao. In five days, the various pills that finally came out of the furnace numbered in the triple digits, and top-grade quality accounted for more than eighty percent. One could not help sighing that the Divine Farmer's Cauldron was truly a wondrous artifact for pill refining.
Once out of seclusion, Wei Zhao at once gathered Lu Bianren and the others together, and before them all handed a portion of the pills to Lu Bianren for safekeeping—after all, among them he was the strongest and had always conducted himself most prudently.
Wei Zhao decided to have Lu Bianren distribute these pills in due course according to each person's needs. Had they been parceled out directly into individual hands, a hothead like Qiao Hongcai might well have swallowed his down the moment he turned around...
Wei Zhao had his reasons for doing it this way—lessons learned, in fact. These past two years, because he had vanished without word on South Island, everyone had been left to rely solely on themselves. Their strength had risen far faster than ordinary cultivators', to be sure, but in the end they had lacked the aid of pills! (To be continued..) R752