Inside the small building of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, Qin Feng was still half-lying behind the counter, holding the ledger that the Old Turtle handed over, checking how many good things had been collected recently.
The Old Turtle habitually flattered him from the side: "Master is truly... ahem, brilliant and astute. Just by taking out a few Immortal Peaches that extend life by a few hundred years, you can make those powerful old guys willing to give up everything they have.
If we could refine Immortal Pills that extend life by thousands of years, wouldn't these folks risk their lives to kill, loot, and snatch resources to trade with Master for them!"
