100: You've killed someone's parents, and you don't allow others to hate you?

“Recently, the Immortal City hasn't been peaceful. It’s better for us business people not to get involved in these matters, lest we cross that person and suffer the consequences.”

Zhang Wenshan pointed in the direction of Tianxing Peak, and the others also looked solemn.

“Anyway, we just need to follow the price reduction. We don’t need to do much else!

When Ink Talisman Pavilion becomes an enemy of the entire city and can no longer stand in the Immortal City, it will only be able to obediently scram.

And without this troublemaker, everything will return to its original starting point.”

Everyone felt that these words had some ambiguity, but also inexplicably felt they made a lot of sense.

This is an open conspiracy. It doesn't matter if you offend your peers, but if you offend the entire Immortal City business circle, you will find it impossible to move!

Unless the other party has a Foundation Establishment Cultivator in charge, but is that possible?

They are already starting to compete with them for food; a Foundation Establishment Cultivator wouldn't stoop so low.

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Time flowed like water, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In Lu Ming's main body's Immortal Cave.

Inside the Alchemy room.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in front of a Pill Furnace.

At this moment, he was concentrating on controlling a ball of dark green flame to nourish the Pill Furnace.

Inside the Pill Furnace, Spiritual Plants and precious medicinal herbs were being refined to remove Impurities and extract their essence.

As his hand seals changed continuously, several clusters of cyan-green spiritual liquid inside the Pill Furnace were slowly aggregating and solidifying.

A round shape gradually emerged.

A faint medicinal fragrance was already wafting out from the Pill Furnace.

Just as the Medicinal Pill was about to take shape.

With a 'bang', the Pill Furnace shook, and a puff of black smoke escaped from it.

Lu Ming's face darkened, and he pointed a finger.

Three black-gray Medicinal Pills, the size of longans and emitting an intertwined foul odor, flew out of the Pill Furnace and floated in his hand.

“Failed again.”

Looking at these bumpy black-gray Medicinal Pills, Lu Ming felt a bit dejected.

He didn't know how many batches of Medicinal Pills he had failed to refine already.

Fortunately, he had a strong financial Foundation, so he could withstand this kind of experimenting.

Moreover, even for failed Medicinal Pills, Lu Ming wouldn't waste them. Enduring the stench, he threw them into his mouth, crunched them up, and swallowed them.

Feeling the almost imperceptible medicinal power in the Medicinal Pill, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel speechless.

These failed Medicinal Pills were even more useless than failed Medicinal Pills; it would be good if even one percent of the medicinal power remained.

“I truly have no talent for Alchemy.”

However, with continuous practice day and night, his technique was at least constantly improving.

From carbonizing the Spiritual Plants and precious medicinal herbs at the very beginning, to now being able to condense spiritual Qi into liquid, the progress was quite significant.

But his stomach suffered for it.

Even if he could transfer the side effects, the torment of his taste buds made him feel like he was going to break down.

“I need to eat something good to reward my stomach.”

Recalling his thoughts, Lu Ming looked at the golden book, which had gradually accumulated many names.

Their Cultivation levels varied, from the Early Stage of Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Some belonged to the Clone Zhao Tiancheng, others to the Puppet Han Feiyu.

During this period, new people were added to the list every day, and Lu Ming had become somewhat numb to it.

The people belonging to Zhao Tiancheng, needless to say, were certainly due to the hatred caused by his rampage in the outer city.

Among them, the most notable were two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

【Sikong Ming】 【Ji Yuting】

Lu Ming had asked Dong Pingan to investigate both of them and learned that one was the Black Armor Guard Commander of the Immortal City, and the other was a manager of the Ji Clan Commerce.

Lu Ming also had some guesses as to why these two were on the list. Sikong Ming, as the Black Armor Guard Commander of the Immortal City, was naturally opposed to those who disrupted the order of the Immortal City.

However, Lu Ming did not plan to deal with him. He was just performing his duties and had done nothing wrong.

Although he was on the list, it wasn't a big deal. When he found a new Puppet body later, he would just scrap and recycle Zhao Tiancheng.

At that time, all Karma would be eliminated, and this person's name would no longer be on the golden book.

As for Ji Yuting, Lu Ming did not intend to let him go. This person was probably the one who signed the contract with Liu Yunlong.

His killing of Liu Yunlong must have aroused his hatred, which perfectly filled Liu Yunlong's vacancy.

As for the people on Han Feiyu's side, Lu Ming also knew most of the details through the information transmitted by Divine Thought.

The trend of discounts had already swept across the entire Immortal City, and Ink Talisman Pavilion had now become an eyesore for many.

Lu Ming had long expected this; in business, it's normal to be resented for encroaching on others' interests.

Cutting off someone's financial path is like killing their parents.

If you've killed someone's parents, do you still not allow them to resent you?

That would be too overbearing.

However, Lu Ming hadn't thought of a good way to solve this matter once and for all for the time being.

Massive slaughter was definitely not feasible; even a fool would guess what was going on.

Moreover, Qi Refining Cultivators could no longer withstand his torment much; perhaps with a moment of inattention, they would turn into dried corpses.

Lu Ming also didn't want to abandon Han Feiyu's identity so easily. After all, a single Ink Talisman Pavilion could continuously bring him income.

Even if it wasn't too much, it would be considerable when accumulated over time.

So, recently, Lu Ming had been using these people to recover from the mental exhaustion of Alchemy.

This way, no major problems would occur, and it wouldn't lead to death; at most, they would just be uncomfortable for a period of time.

And they were all rotated, so people wouldn't immediately associate it with him.

It was just that the suppression from peers and external interference slightly affected Ink Talisman Pavilion's business.

“No problem!”

After a period of Cultivation and the accumulation of a large amount of resources, his Cultivation had already broken through to the Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level half a month ago.

In the future, he only needed to continue accumulating magical power and polishing his Foundation, and it wouldn't be long before he reached Qi Refining Perfection.

At that time, if he obtained a Foundation Establishment Pill at the auction, Foundation Establishment would be a certainty.

Once he reached Foundation Establishment, all the difficulties Ink Talisman Pavilion was currently facing would be resolved.

Moreover, Lu Ming opened Ink Talisman Pavilion with the intention of testing the depth of the Immortal City. The discount craze spread to the outer city, but not a single Foundation Establishment Cultivator made it onto the list.

Lu Ming also saw some insights from this matter: no matter how much Qi Refining Cultivators stirred up trouble,

unless they truly caused a huge mess, those high and mighty Foundation Establishment Cultivators would rarely cast their gaze upon the outer city.

“Still a bit of a shame.”

Without any additional Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the list, Lu Ming felt a slight regret. He still had three usable Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

【Zheng Tianming】 【Murong Jingyang】 【Ji Yuting】

These were all reserves Lu Ming kept for his own Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment, and he had no plans to deal with them for now.

He had originally intended to bait a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators to serve as his emergency rations.

But Lu Ming was helpless when they didn't take the bait.

Standing up, he walked out of the Immortal Cave. At this time, the moon was bright and stars were sparse. Bathed in the cool moonlight, Lu Ming took a deep breath.

He was also planning to go out for a walk. The Clone had been busy outside, and even with shared perception, he was getting a bit overwhelmed.

Lu Ming felt like he was going to grow moldy.

Moreover, he also planned to go out and buy a Pill Furnace.

“The reason I can’t refine good Medicinal Pills must be the Pill Furnace!”

He habitually shifted the blame, but he wasn't entirely making things up.

His current Pill Furnace was obtained from Liu Yunlong's Storage Pouch, but its grade was only High Grade First Tier.

In front of the Three Yin Nether Fire, which had already advanced to the second tier, it was a bit inadequate.

If Lu Ming hadn't controlled the power of the Nether Fire, the Pill Furnace would probably have been burned into molten iron.