Learning To Live As A Cultivator 156 Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Six - We Discuss Plans Over Tea

The two variant pills were tentatively named the Smouldering Energy Pill and the Erupting Energy Pill. The prototypes were naturally of interest to Ursam, he even felt that the best place to sell these new pills might not be his shop, but the Treasure Pavilion Auction House. However, there were concerns that the impurities within them were too high and that might cause a low profit or worse, lack of interest. Thus the first thing was to lower these, which was within Leon's capabilities; these pills contained Purple Spirit gra.s.s from the school which could be subst.i.tuted for a better quality of gra.s.s and he had also used no sunsweet clover which was known to reduce impurities.

But before Ursam could discuss terms with Leon, he realised that Leon had not finished surprising him yet. There were six other jade bottles before him. These contained the clear spiritual pill and variants and the Cloudy spiritual pills and their variants. The variations were not as exciting nor as dramatic as those of the Burning Energy Pills. The first variant was filled with gentle, pure energy that was also low in impurities, but the quant.i.ties were smaller than the standard pills. The other was filled with spiritual energy, but it was raw and potentially harmful to the meridians. Ursam felt that if Leon had the ability to refine the latter further, the improved pill would storm the market, much like the mysterious improved Blood Pills that Pharmacist Clawse had managed to obtain. It seemed that Ursam was not aware that Leon was responsible for those.

Leon said he would think over it more and discussions moved back to the Energy Pills. "Seeing as you have made changes to Cloudy Spiritual Pills," Ursam grinned and leaned forward as he spoke, "What are the chances of making variant Burning Blood Pills?"

Leon hadn't actually practiced making the standard Burning Blood Pill, but if he recalled, the main ingredient was still Mothtail leaves, thus altering them just as he had with Burning Energy Pills shouldn't be too difficult in the long run. But he would need to learn and practice making the original first. "I th-think it is p-p-possible," Leon replied, his heading nodding as he spoke.

His hands were grabbed by Ursam. "Adorable and talented! I like you!" The man teased, his eyes slyly sliding over to watch Jin Li's face turn rather sour. However, before the youth could physically express his displeasure, a black slippered foot squashed Ursam's nose flat and pushed him backwards.

Ursam's wife, Lia, stood in front of them, balanced upon her other foot and holding a tray with cups and a pot of tea. "My apologies," the woman smiled warmly at the two youths as she placed her foot back onto the ground and then placed the tray upon the table. "I'm all ou' of honey, so I hope you don' mind your tea plain."

"N-no, it's fine," Leon rea.s.sured her, taking the offered beverage.

"Thank you," Jin Li said politely.

Ursam counted the available cups. "Wife, where is mine?" He asked with a pouting whine.

"You know where the kitchen is," she told him bluntly, as she sat upon a free stool. He rose from his seat, grumbling and went to grab himself a cup. "Please excuse my husband, he was born with tha' condition."

"Wife, what are you saying?!" Ursam asked with a yell. A cultivator's hearing was much more developed than a normal person's and he could easily hear every word she said.
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"I'm sayin' tha' you are a hopeless pervert," she replied, sipping her tea. "Don' you think I've forgotten how you were chasing after my brother when we happened to meet. Yellin' to him about wantin' to dual cultivate in front of our siblings an' everythin'!"

"Ah yes," Ursam mused as he returned to the room, cup in hand. "Seeing you charge fearlessly up to me with a plank of wood in hand and fury in your eyes, I fell for you completely." He sighed with a blissful expression as he rejoined them. Leon and Jin Li couldn't help but share a glance. "Ah yes, Wife, you probably know better than me, when is the next Grand Auction? I am thinking that Leon ought to showcase his pills there."

Her eyebrows rose as she both questioned her husband's words as well as thought them over. "I believe tha' would be in about a moon. Four ten days from now."

"After the Five School Market Festival," Jin Li mused aloud.

Ursam chuckled. "Well that's to be expected!" He informed them. "Several of the artefacts traded for amongst students will likely end up at the Treasure Pavilion."

"I d-don't understand," Leon's head tilted slightly to one side as he looked at Jin Li, who had nodded in agreement of Ursam's words.

"Not all students seek money for their wares," Ursam told him, "just as not all students can sell what they make. That and if there is inventory left over the students that made the things might seek to dispose of them. Are you two going to partic.i.p.ate in the Festival?"

"This Lord is a First year," Jin Li admitted, but in truth, he wouldn't have bothered. It might be interesting to see what was available to buy, but as it was all in trade, he would need things to trade in turn. That seemed like much wasted effort to him.

"I d-don't kn-know yet," Leon hadn't thought about it much, but he had been approached by his Master's other apprentices. Teacher Sagi usually encouraged his students to create a stall together, so the likelihood of Leon partic.i.p.ating was high.

"Well," Ursam said as he reached for the teapot, "I probably don't need to tell you to avoid trading with the variant pills!"

"I won't," Leon promised. Ursam grinned, more and more pleased with this cute alchemist, after all who didn't like good-looking and obedient things, even if they could only be business partners in the long run? He tipped up the teapot to pour the hot, flavourful liquid into his cup, only to find it empty. Ursam sighed and looked pitifully at his wife, whose only response was to say;

"Don' look at me."

With another pout of a long 'suffering' husband, he shuffled once more into the kitchen, to brew a fresh pot.