Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 879 Is it related to me with half a spirit stone?
Ouyang Zichen thinks that these monks from the Southern Spiritual Realm have a common problem, that is, they don’t know what is good or bad at all, just like this incident, the monks from the Southern Spiritual Realm obviously benefited, he is a foreign monk, even if the Southern Spiritual Realm is Being flooded by fakes has nothing to do with him.

However, these monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm insisted on catching him to say what he believed or not, and asked him to produce evidence. What a joke, if he would remind him, it would be considered a good deed, okay?

Ouyang Zichen glanced lazily over the monk, and said lightly: "You don't have to believe it, but I didn't say that you must believe it."

"Do you believe it or not, does it have something to do with half of my spirit stone?"

"I kindly remind you, and I don't expect you to be grateful. Whether you want to accept it or not is your own business. I have no obligation to help you solve all the problems in the Southern Spirit Realm!"

"To put it bluntly, even if there is a catastrophe in the Southern Spirit Realm, at most I will lose a Treasure Pavilion, but everyone must be prepared to die."

"So, whether you believe it or not is your own question."

He said it bluntly, and started to drive people away: "Now, those who don't believe can leave."

The monk didn't expect that Ouyang Zichen's words would be merciless, and it wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he was flustered and wanted to reduce his tension in this way.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Zichen's words made him unable to get off the stage, his face flushed red for a while, and he either left or stayed.

Fortunately, someone helped him out.

Hua Zhenren said, "We believe Mr. Ouyang's words."

At this time, if the matter is not clarified, these monks from the Southern Spirit World will not leave easily.

Besides, Zhenbao Pavilion brought them all together, so the meeting can't be dismissed if there is a disagreement, right?

The monks in the Southern Spirit World began to respond to Hua Zhenren's words: "We believe in Mr. Ouyang."

"Thank you, Mr. Ouyang, for reminding me."

"I don't know what else Mr. Ouyang has to tell us?"

To put it bluntly, Ouyang Zichen is actually quite narcissistic. This is the result of Qin Mingyue's observations these days. As long as it doesn't involve issues of principle, as long as others follow him, he is basically easy to talk to.

Sure enough, seeing that all the monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm expressed their willingness to believe this matter, and no one clamored for evidence or confrontation, Ouyang Zichen's mood immediately improved.

He said: "As for these fakes, I wonder if fellow Taoists have found anything else?"

The monks in the Southern Spirit Realm looked at each other, and then at the magic medicine in hand, completely uncertain what this other discovery was.

The head of the Hua family said: "Mr. Ouyang, if you have anything to say, just say it, we really can't see anything else."

"To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Mr. Ouyang, you have been emphasizing that these magical medicines are fake, and I still can't see that they are fake."

"Because they look just like the real thing, and people don't know how to tell them apart."

Someone echoed: "Yes, yes, Mr. Ouyang just say what you have to say."

Ouyang Zichen said: "Fellow Taoists, haven't you noticed that all of these fake products are magic medicines and pills, and there are no raw materials for alchemy such as spirit grass ore?"

After his reminder, these Southern Spirit World monks really thought of this question.

Ouyang Zichen has already continued: "[-]% of the fakes in Zhenbao Pavilion are all made from refined magic medicine pills. As for the raw materials, there is not a single adulterated one."

"I think this may be because the spiritual grass ore is obtained by monks who go out to refine it, and it is directly sold in the shop. Therefore, if you are worried, you can buy the spiritual grass ore yourself and go back to refining and processing."

This way is good!
When the monks in the Southern Spirit Realm heard this, they all whispered to each other, while the shop in Qishan City, which had just taken away a large amount of spiritual grass ore a few days ago, kept cursing Ouyang Zichen as a cunning and profiteer in their hearts.

Knowing that once this incident happened, the supply of spirit grass ore would definitely be in short supply and the price would rise sharply, yet he quietly hoarded all the goods from everyone's shops to his Treasure Pavilion.

Ouyang Zichen doesn't care how the price of spiritual grass ore in the Southern Spirit Realm will soar in the future.

He said: "In order to reassure fellow daoists, Zhenbao Pavilion will destroy all these fake magical medicines in front of fellow daoists."

"In order to ensure that all the treasures sold in the Zhenbao Pavilion are authentic, from now on, the Zhenbao Pavilion in Nanling Realm will only sell the magical medicines refined by the shop itself. As for the magic medicines from outside, the Zhenbao Pavilion will not accept them. Please forgive me."

What a big deal, [-]% of the inventory is destroyed as soon as it is destroyed. I don’t know how long it will take to make up for this loss, but it is precisely because of Ouyang Zichen’s words that the monks in the Nanling Realm are very concerned about Zhenbao Pavilion. Impressive.

Especially the monks who still have spirit stones in their hands, are about to change the magic medicine pills in their hands for peace of mind. Now they just heard what Ouyang Zichen said, and they all decided to buy them in Zhenbao Pavilion.

Then the other shops in Qishan City will not be happy. Wouldn't it be possible to squeeze them all out with the arrival of Zhenbao Pavilion?

The shopkeeper of one of the shops said loudly: "Master Ouyang, in such a haste, Zhenbao Pavilion has destroyed [-]% of the inventory, won't it affect sales?"

Another shopkeeper immediately said: "Could it be that Mr. Ouyang came up with a promotion method for Zhenbao Pavilion?"

Ouyang Zichen smiled, and said to the shopkeepers of the two shops: "This shop has already mobilized a batch of authentic products from various places, which is enough to provide sufficient services for fellow Taoists in the Southern Spirit Realm."

"In addition, for fellow daoists who have always been curious about how the Zhenbao Pavilion can find out whether the magic medicine pill is real or not, I will also invite friends to demonstrate it on the spot for fellow daoists."

As he said, he brought another bottle of elixir and showed it to everyone: "This bottle of elixir is real. Fellow Daoists, you can see if it is any different from the elixir you have in hand!"

The elixir in his hand was passed to several monks, and those who saw it shook their heads: "I can't see any difference."

Ouyang Zichen nodded, casually picked up a bottle of fake pills from a monk, held the real one and the fake one in front of him, and said to everyone: "Now, fellow Taoists, please look carefully."

He said, and said to Qin Mingyue: "Mingyue, I need your help for the next thing."

Qin Mingyue responded, "Okay."

As he said that, he took out the eyeballs of the golden-eyed Beastmaster and injected spiritual power into them, and saw a pure golden light from the pearls, shining on the two bottles of pills in Ouyang Zichen's hand.

These monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm saw different colors of mist emerging from the mouths of the two bottles. The real bottle was white, and the fake bottle was black.

　Three more sent:)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)