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The person experimenting initially smiled, but after a while, his expression turned to one of shock.
At the right moment, Yang Wenxu reminded him, “Don’t just stand there dumbstruck. Can’t you feel the difference? For forty thousand spirit stones, I’ll give you no more than a quarter of an hour. Once your time’s up, we’ll switch to the next person.”
Huh, more people will get a chance too?
So, everyone can fleece the Yang family?
This time, Yang’s family must have spent a fortune to promote this whatever-it-is accelerator.
The crowd started clamoring.
“Is it effective?”
“If not, let us try. Hey, this expression, could it really be effective? Don’t tell me Yang’s family hired an accomplice?”
“I’m not an accomplice. I live at the corner of Wrestling Street, number 66. The arena is run by my family. Do you recognize me? Let me have a turn next!”
The quarter-hour quickly passed, and the person was still immersed in his cultivation state.
Others thought he was just pretending.
Yang Wenxu wasn’t willing to let him stay a minute longer and reached out to turn off the accelerator.
Joking aside, Qi Revitalization pills were quite expensive. Could they afford to let it run like this?
Seeing that he still hadn’t awakened, Yang Wenxu reached out and gently shook him, finally rousing him from his trance.
it seems like there are some details missing.
Others asked, “How was it? You seemed quite convincing. How much did the Yang family pay you?”
The person jumped up, “I’m not a plant! And let me tell you, this accelerator really works. I’ve never felt such smooth spiritual energy circulation before.
It’s silky smooth.
The effect of fifteen minutes of cultivation is equivalent to three days of my previous practice!”
Still silky smooth.
This Plant’s lines are shameless indeed.
The person who runs the arena at No. 66 Wrestling Street stepped forward and pulled him down, “Alright, alright. If you’re so silky, let me try and see how silky it really is.”
As he signaled Yang Wenxu to press the switch, he told the crowd, “Everyone knows No. 66 Wrestling Street. I’m definitely not a plant!”
Yang Wenxu listened to the crowd’s skepticism without a trace of panic, indicating no ripple in his heart.
He raised his hand and pressed the switch confidently, saying, “Let’s begin. Focus on entering the state. You have a quarter of an hour, and every second counts.”
The barrier formed by the spiritual device slowly closed, merging together like water ripples.
Maybe influenced by those before him, the “Young Master of the Arena” indeed entered the state quickly.
His eyes were closed and he showed no expression, until at a certain moment, his eyebrows twitched involuntarily, completely immersed in the state.
As he was somewhat famous around Wrestling Street, he was allowed to end the experiment.
He didn’t need anyone to wake him; he opened his eyes on his own.
After feeling the barrier disappear, he was not pleased, “Hey, Yang friend, why did you turn it off?”
Yang Wenxu replied calmly, “The quarter hour is up.”
“Give me one more minute, and I’ll pay you in spirit stones. My family runs the arena, and we’re not short of money. Please, just give me a bit more time!”
But Yang Wenxu ignored him and loudly announced, “Next!”
The people below exchanged glances, looking at the situation.
Could it be that the Yang family wasn’t bluffing?
Can this cultivation accelerator really speed up cultivation more effectively than Qi Revitalization pills?
Without any need for urging this time, they eagerly stepped forward, saying, “I’m next!”
“Don’t push, don’t push. It’s my turn, I’ve been waiting here…”
Yang Wenxu casually pointed to someone, unconcerned.
After all, everyone who entered the store today had a chance to try it out, and they would judge the effect for themselves.
This was the policy at other Yang family stores as well.
Those who had already tried it out made their decisions immediately.
Approaching the counter, they declared, “I’ll take this combo package!”
It included one bottle of Qi Revitalization pills and one cultivation accelerator, sold together for a fixed price of ten thousand spirit stones.
Ten thousand spirit stones was a significant amount for any cultivator, but this person didn’t hesitate at all.
Having experienced the effectiveness of the cultivation accelerator, and calculated the prices separately (9999 spirit stones for the Qi Revitalization pill and the accelerator each), this combo essentially offered a fifty percent discount.
Not understanding how the Yang family thought, he only knew this combo was the most cost-effective and included everything he needed.
Therefore, without hesitation, he slapped a bag of spirit stones on the counter, took the items, and left as if afraid the Yang family might change their mind.
Watching this bustling scene, Yang Wenxu couldn’t help but think back to his previous conversation with Qin Ruching.
Miss Qin this time is going to implement a “marketing plan,” as she effectively planned the last auction herself, which had great results.
This time, the Yang family also believed that Qin Ruching would come up with some promotional operation, but surprisingly, there was nothing.
Yang Wenxu remembered his own expression of doubt.
At that moment, Miss Qin’s lips curled slightly, confidently and assertively saying, “High-quality ingredients often only need the simplest cooking methods. So, this time, just follow the normal pace of your Yang family’s promotion. Oh, I’ll arrange a package for you, and you don’t need to do anything else.”
When she said “high-quality ingredients,” her tone rose and fell, complemented by the sparkle in her eyes, which made it hard to look away.
Yang’s family followed Miss Qin’s method exactly as she suggested.
As expected, it matched her statement about the simplest cooking method.
The combination of Qi Revitalization pills and accelerators had already pushed the effectiveness in this field to the top, precisely what Western Ridge cultivators needed most.
Therefore, not much needed to be done; they simply let word of mouth ferment.
Seven days passed like this.
During these seven days, the cultivation acceleration package launched by the Yang family not only became popular throughout the city but probably half the city had heard of it.
By now, confidential reports about this accelerator had landed on the desks of major aristocratic families.
Currently, Tang Biao held this confidential report, along with the entire set of acceleration packages, Revitalization Pill, and accelerators.
He frowned, and the red square accelerator in his hand had been divided into small pieces.
Tang Biao was trying to dismantle and reconstruct this accelerator.
Regardless of whether his reputation was genuine or how many “gunmen” he had in the background, Tang Biao himself came from the largest refining family in the Western Ridge.
He had the experience, vision, and knowledge.
Yet, now that this small accelerator was in his hands, he completely didn’t understand it.
Upon opening it, he found its structure was extremely simple.
The key lay in the materials used and the techniques of forging.
However, even with such a simple mechanism, Tang Biao couldn’t reassemble it once he had taken it apart!
How could he tolerate this!
It’s well-known among refiners that if you can dismantle and then reassemble a foreign spiritual device without looking at the blueprints, it basically indicates your skill is higher than that of the refiner who invented the device.
Conversely, it suggests the opposite.
Now, with such a simple structure, if he couldn’t reassemble it after dismantling, wasn’t he admitting that the person who refined this device was more skilled than him!
How could Tang Biao tolerate this?
He could accept not being an unparalleled genius in refining, but he absolutely couldn’t accept that any random street refiner in Western Ridge could be better than him.
Tang Biao was so angry that not even the scent of the Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron was pleasant to him anymore.
After smashing and destroying a bunch of accelerators, he called for his steward.
“Is there anyone in the secret room who can dismantle and reassemble this device?”
Tang Biao had wrapped himself in a tiger skin of genius, and naturally couldn’t let anyone puncture it.
He kept a hand on at least a few “gunmen” in his pocket, all of whom he had lured through various means from various refining competitions to become his refining device, offering inspiration.
As a result, the steward underneath covered his hand and whispered, “No…at most, half will be restored.”
Half of it, and Tang Biao’s face darkened
Tang Biao, on the verge of going crazy again, had his red eyes fixed on himself.
The steward’s legs went weak, suddenly realizing something and saying, “Second Master, aren’t you about to participate in the Refiner’s Convention hosted by the Celestial Bureau? It’s a grand event, and perhaps this unknown refiner who created this might just…”
After saying this, the steward felt a surge of guilt.
Thinking about those talented but now disfigured refiners locked away in the secret room due to Tang Biao’s abuse, the unnamed genius refiner being caught by Tang Biao would probably…
Ah, but what else could be done?
He couldn’t save them, and even keeping himself intact under Tang Biao’s increasingly mad reign was difficult enough.
It seemed that Tang Biao was also awakened by these words.
These days, his growing irritability was due to the Refiner’s Convention.
He didn’t care about winning any prizes; it was just that with so many peers at the convention, all industry elites, if he were to slip up and tarnish his reputation…
Now, hearing the steward’s words, perhaps this unknown refiner might come in handy.
After the storm, Tang Biao’s attitude did a complete 180-degree turn.
He said, “Since this thing was launched by the Yang family, it should be related to the mysterious family behind them. You go investigate; whether you can find out about this family doesn’t matter, the focus is on… you understand!”
The steward could only nod repeatedly.
After investigating for two days, the steward returned to Tang Biao with a terrified expression, saying, “We can’t catch that refiner…”
Tang Biao’s eyes darkened with annoyance. “Why can’t we catch him? Can’t you use force if not trickery? Wait until they’re alone…”
Shaking his head, the steward exclaimed, “Because… those people are staying at… the Fifth Tavern.”
Tang Biao’s face froze with a grim expression.
Indeed, as soon as the accelerator began to gain popularity in the city, Qin Ruching had contacted the Celestial Bureau and moved her team into the Fifth Tavern overnight.
Would spies dare enter here?
Their ancestors had chosen the Fifth Tavern for meetings with the past Zhang family Ancestor, and even though old enemies met here, no one dared to cause trouble in the territory of the Celestial Bureau.
This kind of significant industry was only guarded by people ate the steward level.
After Tang Biao’s shock subsided, he gritted his teeth and said, “Could it be that the information the Yang family spread about the last auction wasn’t nonsense? Is their mysterious family really related to the Celestial Family?”
The steward shook his head, equally puzzled.
No one had expected that the one to reveal the answer would be the Celestial Bureau itself.
They issued a proclamation stating that in a few days, they would convene a conference of aristocratic families to announce an important matter.
This matter concerned the future development of the Western Ridge and requested the attendance of all aristocratic family representatives.
Up to this point, there was nothing unusual; ever since their new bureau chief took office, they frequently issued new regulations or held meetings.
What made this time different was a line at the end of the proclamation.
“This aristocratic family conference is officially co-hosted by the Celestial Bureau, please take note.”
What did “officially co-hosted by the Celestial Bureau” mean?!! Since when did the Celestial Bureau have such a thing!
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