"Yes, I didn't expect the cost to be so high either. However, I believe we should continue. We've refined quite a few pills this time. We can keep what our own people need and sell the rest to those hidden families. They are not short of money."
Ning Beichen suggested to Liu Yilin.
"That's right. If that's the case, we'll have funds for subsequent pill refinement, and we might even make a fortune."
Liu Yilin said excitedly.
"This time, we refined quite a lot of Po Zong Pills. Fortunately, I found the formula for Po Zong Pills back then. Although the effect is only half of the original Po Zong Pills, it will definitely drive modern cultivators and hidden families crazy."
Ning Beichen said.
"Ning Beichen, do you plan to contact those hidden families directly?"
Liu Yilin asked excitedly.
"Of course not. If those hidden families knew we had Po Zong Pills, we'd be in trouble. After all, many people don't play by the rules, and many cultivators are poor."
"Hidden families aren't short of money; they can buy them. But what about those who are poor? If they can't get them, they'll find ways to snatch them."
"And we can't overestimate the hidden families. These people are the ones who are most likely to break the rules. Although we're not afraid, it's still a hassle. They might not be able to deal with us, but they might target the people close to us."
Ning Beichen said cautiously.
"Exactly. People die for wealth, birds die for food. I developed a chip, and the whole world scrambled for it. If they knew we controlled Po Zong Pills and other pills, they would go all out."
Liu Yilin said with lingering fear.
These hidden families and cultivators were even more difficult to deal with than those who coveted the chip.
"Don't worry, I'll handle the pills. Don't forget, I am the King of Darkness. I have many avenues, and they won't be able to trace anything back to us no matter how hard they investigate."
Ning Beichen said confidently.
"Alright, with you in charge, I'm naturally at ease. However, this laboratory can't be here. There are too many eyes here, and it's not safe."
Liu Yilin thought for a moment and said.
"I have a way. I have a few small islands overseas. We can place the laboratory on one of the islands."
Ning Beichen thought about it and said.
"That would be for the best."
Liu Yilin agreed with Ning Beichen's choice.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Although we've made the pills, the most important thing is to improve our own strength."
Ning Beichen said to Liu Yilin.
Liu Yilin nodded. She had also planned to go into seclusion for a while to improve her cultivation.
After arranging for Liu Yilin's seclusion, Ning Beichen also left with some pills.
He first went to see his senior sister and distributed some pills to her. Then, he spent a few days with his several romantic companions, distributing pills to them. Only then did Ning Beichen take the pills and find his subordinates.
Not long after, a shop called "Dan Ge" (Pill Pavilion) appeared online, selling three Po Zong Pills to the public. Each Po Zong Pill had a starting price of one million, with no upper limit, and the highest bidder won.
Don't underestimate modern sects. As soon as the Po Zong Pills appeared online, all the hidden families and cultivators went crazy.
Of course, some people were suspicious, but the website where Ning Beichen sold them provided credit guarantees. Moreover, Po Zong Pills were too important to them. They'd rather believe than not. Anyway, for those hidden families, a million was nothing.
If they were indeed Po Zong Pills, let alone a million, they would willingly pay ten million. For them, anything that could be solved with money was not a problem.
In fact, it wasn't just hidden families who were interested. Orthodox sects, overseas sects, rogue cultivators, and foreign powers, all of them coveted the Po Zong Pills.
Don't assume that foreign powers are ignorant of the matters of cultivators in ancient Eastern countries. Over the years, they have thoroughly researched the cultivation methods of ancient Eastern countries, such as the old guys in the Holy See.
Learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses is human nature, regardless of nationality or race. If the West has good things, we will learn and imitate them.
Although Ning Beichen didn't have concrete data, he was well aware that overseas, there was a small group of people who practiced ancient Eastern martial arts.
In less than a day, the three Po Zong Pills that Ning Beichen had listed were bought, with prices exceeding ten million.
As for who ended up with the Po Zong Pills, even Ning Beichen didn't know, as it was a secure network platform that guaranteed safety for both parties.
Of course, if one were to put in a lot of effort to investigate, it might not be impossible to find out, but there was no need for it.
Ning Beichen wasn't selling pills to stir up trouble. On the contrary, he wanted peace. He didn't care who bought the pills, as long as they paid.
Chen Changqing was driving a white car, on his way back to Zhanzhou. He was carrying a high-tech metal box that could maintain a low temperature.
The box contained a pill, which was the Po Zong Pill he had bid on. Including the handling fee, it cost a full twelve million.
He was now on his way to take this Po Zong Pill back. It wasn't his own property, but belonged to his family. He was merely responsible for buying it and taking it back.
There were still over 400 kilometers to Zhanzhou. At his current speed of 100 kilometers per hour, it would take him about four hours to reach Zhanzhou.
However, after exiting a toll booth, he noticed a car behind him. At first glance, the car seemed ordinary.
But this car had been following him since he left the toll booth, maintaining a certain distance.
It was a common occurrence to have cars following on the highway. However, based on his years of experience working for the family, Chen Changqing judged that the car behind him was not simply traveling in the same direction.
Some things might seem coincidental, but upon closer examination, they are far from it.
Chen Changqing intentionally slowed down and drove on the right lane for dozens of kilometers. However, the car behind him did not overtake him but followed closely behind. If he sped up, it sped up; if he slowed down, it slowed down.
If this had only happened once or twice, it could be attributed to coincidence. But after multiple tests, it was clear there was a problem.
Although Chen Changqing was certain that no one outside his family knew about the Po Zong Pill he was carrying, nothing was absolute. No one could be 100% sure that no one knew.