Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Shangguan Zhi looked at the pill in his hand, then looked at Yan Wenmo's leaving back, curled his lips, put the pill in Ouyang Xian's hand, and said sincerely:

"Third Junior Brother, you will definitely do a great job, right?!"

Then he patted his butt and left.

Ouyang Xian, who was left behind, looked at the pill in his hand, then looked at the elders and disciples who had fainted on the ground, and said with a bitter face and a sigh, quite resentful:

"You want me to clean up the mess again? Really, why don't you let me handle the good things, but throw all the bad things to me?"

How to say it?! Yan Wenmo had to admire her foresight. After handing over the knocked-out people to Shangguan Zhi for treatment, she could just watch the show from the sidelines.

Shangguan Zhi has been harassed by the elders of various major sects lately and has been unable to deal with him at all, and the cause is the Drunken Infant Fragrance.

After all, they really needed something that could make even elders like them faint. However, whether they used this Infant Drunken Fragrance for good or bad depended on their personal character.

Shangguan Zhi and Ouyang Xian wanted to divert the blame to Yan Wenmo for watching the show, but when those people saw Yan Wenmo's smiling expression with his hand on the sword, they all turned their heads back to Shangguan Zhi.

It is true that they wanted Zuiyingxiang, but they also didn't want to be beaten. The boy had a bad temper and he didn't know how many people he had thrown out who dared to break into his yard. He didn't want to seek death.

This resulted in Shangguan Zhi becoming extremely annoyed by the pestering, and in a fit of rage, he simply ran back to the Haotian Sect.

When Ouyang Xian saw that his senior brother was leaving, he wanted to follow him, but Jiang Wenbai stopped him on the grounds that we are here to help, not to hide.

Even those elders who were harassing Shangguan Zhi were stabilized by him in exchange for ten pieces of Drunken Infant Incense from each sect.

The reason why there are ten pieces is, of course, that this item is too rare. They have done their best to distribute some of them. If there are more, not to mention that their Haotian Sect cannot give them, even the leader of the Qianyang Sect cannot give them.

Look, this is the protagonist’s attitude towards work. He is worthy of being born a businessman. He makes people spend 20,000 taels of silver to buy a bottle of Drunken Infant Incense and everyone is grateful to him.

Unlike Shangguan Zhi, who knows to run away when encountering problems.

Of course, Yan Wenmo felt that Shangguan Zhi, who had been the head disciple of the sect master for more than ten years, could not be that weak. Perhaps he was embarrassed to ask for a high price, so he asked his junior brother to come.

After all, Shangguan Zhi is such a romantic man, wouldn't it be too vulgar for him to talk about money? If he lets his junior brother come, he can have money and save face at the same time, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

As for the selling price of twenty thousand taels, Yan Wenmo didn't think it was expensive. After all, he bought expensive things, and he, who was engaged in the black market, could buy more expensive things.

Therefore, in recent days, Yan Wenmo's expression has been smiling. He even stopped using the Zuiyingxiang in stock and relied solely on hand-made products, as if the supply was insufficient.

Therefore, everyone believed in Jiang Wenbai's words and even felt a little fortunate.

On this day, when it was time to deliver the goods, Yan Wenmo, Jiang Wenbai and others were holding a meeting in Shangguan Zhi's room, and the topic of the meeting was about Zuiyingxiang.

"I think, would it be too much to buy 20,000 taels? After all, that money didn't come for free."

He Qu was the first to speak. He was still a little confused. Regarding his confusion, Yan Wenmo calmly said:

"Brother Xiaopang, you don't understand. Between something bought with one tael of silver and something bought with 100,000 taels of silver, which one would you use first?!"

In response to this, Ouyang Xian sneered and said sarcastically:

"Need I say more? It must be one tael. One hundred thousand taels of silver is so expensive, how can I spend it so easily?"

Yan Wenmo turned a deaf ear to his ridicule and added with a smug look on his face:

"So, the more expensive this thing is, the less likely they are to abuse it, and the less likely they are to use it on ordinary people. Do you... understand?!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Xian looked at Yan Wenmo in shock. After a while, he said belatedly:

"So, you're asking such a high price because you're afraid they'll use this thing on ordinary people?!"

Yan Wenmo glanced at him sideways and said unhappily:

"What else?! This thing can even make a Mahayana cultivator faint. If it is used against ordinary people, it will definitely work every time. I have to consider those people."

Jiang Wenbai glanced at Yan Wenmo and asked hesitantly:

"If not..."

Before he finished speaking, he shut up under Yan Wenmo's look of "you are an idiot".

As we all know, the strength of the righteous cultivators varies greatly, their cultivation levels vary greatly, and they are not very united.

If they are not given some weapons for self-defense, they will probably become a delicious, inexpensive and affordable braised dish for the evil cultivators of the Demon Cult in a matter of minutes.

Therefore, this Drunken Infant Fragrance must be taken out for them to save their lives no matter what. If they use it for legitimate purposes, it would be a good thing, but if they use it for other purposes, then don't blame her, Yan Wenmo, for being ruthless and cutting off the roots.

Because Yan Wenmo's philosophy of life is that if her bottom line is touched, don't blame her for being ruthless and killing even her closest relatives.

Yan Wenmo casually pushed a bunch of Zuiyingxiang to Jiang Wenbai and said solemnly:

"That's all for now. There may be a little more in the future, but not much more."

He Qu looked at Yan Wenmo in disbelief, his expression full of shock, while Yan Wenmo looked at him calmly and said:

"Although you have a lot of pills, the materials to make them are not many. I also have limited abilities. You can't force me."

Seeing her being so shameless, the always honest and reliable He Qu slammed the table and glared:

"You're talking nonsense. You clearly dragged me and those people to make something for an entire night yesterday, and today you only took out this little bit to fool me. Are you kidding me?!"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Yan Wenmo, even Ouyang Xian and Jiang Wenbai were shocked. The three of them stared at He Qu blankly. However, He Qu seemed to realize something and sat back in his original position silently, saying rather shamefully and timidly:

"Anyway, Junior Brother, you can't... you can't be like this."

In response, Yan Wenmo looked at him calmly and asked:

"Are you sure that the more you give them, the better they will make use of it?! Just like the difference between something worth one tael of silver and something worth 100,000 taels of silver?!"

As she spoke, she tapped the table with her index finger and said meaningfully:

"In the world of cultivation, killing people for treasures and stealing money is very common, isn't it?! Are you sure that they won't be targeted with so many things in their possession?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three people's originally suspicious eyes instantly collapsed, and then they all fell silent.

Yan Wenmo looked at them proudly, and then said:

"But, you guys can be an exception. After all, I believe in your character. Especially He Qu, how come you are at the Jindan stage but can't even defeat a ninth-level demon cultivator?!"

At this point, Yan Wenmo's face was full of teasing and joking. He Qu blushed and said sullenly:

"I'm busy refining pills, so I don't have time... no time to practice swordsmanship."

After these words were spoken, except for Yan Wenmo, Jiang Wenbai and Ouyang Xian all held back their laughter. The reason they held back was that they were afraid that if they laughed too loudly, He Qu would get angry and they would not be able to get the Zuiyingxiang.

But Yan Wenmo looked at him speechlessly, and said with a smile:

"If you keep saying that, I can only give you more Zuiyingxiang, otherwise I won't be able to find anyone to buy the elixir when the time comes."

As she spoke, she handed a Qiankun bag to He Qu, and said half teasingly and half mockingly:

"Here, it's all yours"

He Qu blushed, silently took the Qiankun bag, lowered his head, and seemed to be shy. Seeing this, Yan Wenmo couldn't help laughing and said meaningfully:

"Brother Xiaopang, you are very popular now, but you must protect yourself. After all, if anything happens to you, this Drunken Infant Incense may not be made."

Hearing this, He Qu nodded silently in agreement, while Ouyang Xian and Jiang Wenbai's faces turned red when they saw this, and they looked like they wanted to laugh but couldn't help it.