Elixir Supplier

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The man was silent for a long time until his wife called him.

“Shall we try the first method first?”

“Sure. If you go to Longhu Mountain, please let me know. I can introduce someone to you, and you can get to know each other.”

“A man of practice?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you so much. Here is the consultation fee.”

Wang Yao symbolically asked for a little consultation fee. To be honest, he was quite interested in the young man’s illness.

He felt that the possibility of using the first method to cure the young man was close to nil. It was only possible to shake his determination to cultivate and become an immortal. While the second and third methods were more suitable, there were certain risks to them. The parents of the young man were not willing to try them easily.

In a small courtyard in the mountain village…

Jia Zizai, who had a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the Poison Master lying on the ground. He was within an inch of his life.

“To tell you the truth, I am taking a little pleasure in your misfortune,” Jia Zizai said as he blew out a puff of smoke.

“Are you feeling weak all over? Don’t you even have the strength to open your mouth and swear at me?” he asked. “I used to feel that way too.

“Sir appears to be a calm person like a mountain hermit, standing alone from worldly success,” Jia Zizai murmured as he squatted on the floor. “If you annoy him, I think you can only escape to a corner abroad. Otherwise, this shall be your end.”

“Sir said you can live for three more days. Ah no, it’s two more days. Enjoy your last few moments, alright?”

With these words, he got up and left.

While lying on the ground, the Poison Master thought, There are still two days left! I don’t want to live a moment longer! I’d rather die now!

He wanted to die, but he was unable to.

There was great sorrow in his heart, but he was helpless.

…

Thousands of miles away on Sanqing Mountain…

An old man of practice in his 60s was surprised to see the young man standing in front of him.

He was surprised that there were still people who wanted to become immortals, which was an unrealistic idea. He wanted to persuade the young man, but he realized that the young man was extremely stubborn. The young man even wanted to discuss the ways of cultivation with him. What a joke! He had been practicing Taoism on this mountain for decades. A young man who looked to be in his 20s actually wanted to discuss the ways of cultivation with him. He decided to entertain the young man and discuss it. He wanted to let the young man know the complexity of these things, as well as the immensity of the universe.

The old man and young man stood on the hillside and started discussing the ways of cultivation in the forest. The result shocked the old man. Not only had the young man thoroughly read the Sutra, but he also understood and knew the knowledge of the ways of cultivation. Every word he spoke made sense and was filled with knowledge. In the end, he failed to win, but the young man did not win either. The two men had a draw.

“Young man, your knowledge is very rich,” the old Taoist said. “I acknowledge that, but you are too stubborn. The letter kills, but the spirit gives life. Many of the things that you have learned have been tested and proved wrong.”

“You also have some insights, unlike those other Taoists,” the young man said. “Isn’t the purpose of cultivation for the sake of becoming an immortal?”

“You are wrong, young man. One must first cultivate the heart and soul before exploring the ways of cultivation. You are too obsessed with becoming an immortal. This has made you worse.”

“What is the best and worst? Let me ask you this, what is your purpose for cultivating on this mountain?”

“In the beginning, it was to escape and for survival,” the old man said. “I did not have any deep thoughts. Later on, I gradually grew to like it. On this mountain, I feel peace in my heart. My body and mind are carefree, so I have since practiced the ways of cultivation.”

“So, in the beginning, your motivation was not pure?”

“That is correct.”

The young man was shocked. He had not expected the old man to be so honest. His eyes were calm and open. His state of mind was indeed impressive.

“I still want to cultivate and become an immortal.”

“Whatever you want,” the old man said with a smile. Seeing that the young man in front of him was so stubborn, he didn’t say anything more.

“Are there any higher and wiser cultivators than you on this mountain?”

“There is. If you walk around, you may come across him.”

“Alright!”

The young man continued to climb the mountain with determined eyes.

Ah, he has already embarked on the path to hell. The old man sighed as he gazed the young man’s thin back.

Now that society, science, and technology had become so developed, how could anyone have ideas about such unrealistic things?

This young man wandered around Sanqing Mountain and met several Taoists. However, he was disappointed. These people were hypocrites in Taoist robes. They were not true practitioners.

Should he go down the mountain?

The sky was dark.

He stayed the night in a Taoist temple on the mountain.

The moon was like a hook. The mountain was hollow and silent.

In the courtyard of the Taoist temple, the young man met an old Taoist. He was a little unkempt and untidy. Since the young man couldn’t sleep, he began to talk with the old Taoist. As they chatted, he was surprised. The old Taoist’s words made him feel suddenly enlightened.

Is this a man of practice?

He was shocked and happy. It was difficult to practice the ways of cultivation to become an immortal alone. Finally, he had found a fellow disciple.

The young man could not fall asleep for a long time.

The old Taoist’s words made him ecstatic. It caused him to worry. Suspicion began to creep into his mind.

His idea of cultivating to become an immortal had been shaken a little.

“Between heaven and Earth, what is a deity?”

The next day, the morning sunshine was warm and pleasing.

The young man got up early to inquire about the traces of the old Taoist, but no one in the Taoist temple knew about it.

“The Master’s uncle always practices the ways of cultivation in the mountain. We do not know where he is.”

Sanqing Mountain was extensive. It was beyond difficult to find someone on the mountain.

Forget it. The young man went down the mountain feeling a little confused.

I’ll go to Longhu Mountain again!

That was the holy land of Taoism and the ancestral court of the Taoist Master.

…

Thousands of miles away in Lianshan County…

Zheng Weijun came to the mountain village and paid a special visit to Wang Yao.

“Sir, the mainframe for Nanshan Pharmaceutical has been completed,” he said. “The pharmaceutical equipment is also being installed. It is estimated that it can be put into operation in another month.”

“That’s great,” Wang Yao replied.

“Are you free today to go and have a look?” Zheng Weijun asked.

“Sure. Will this afternoon work for you?” Wang Yao replied.

“Yes,” Zheng Weijun hurriedly said.

That morning, two people had already called to say they would be coming for a consultation, but they had not arrived yet. Wang Yao waited for them at the clinic.

Zheng Weijun chatted with him there for a while. Once he saw someone enter the clinic, he took the initiative to leave.

The morning passed quickly. Neither of the patients was seriously ill.

At noon, Wang Yao invited Zheng Weijun to have lunch at the restaurant at the foot of the hill. Afterward, they went to Nanshan Pharmaceutical.

Significant progress had been made. The walls were erected, the building’s mainframe had been built, and the main flooring inside had hardened. There were two big trucks loaded with the glittering pharmaceutical equipment.

“This is the most advanced pharmaceutical equipment in the country,” Zheng Weijun said.

The two men took a walk around the new building.

When he reached the northwest corner, Wang Yao pointed to the open space. “That place needs to be changed.”

“How do we change it?” Zheng Weijun asked.

“Put a hand here.” Wang Yao walked over to an area. With a little strength in his steps, the ground that had not hardened collapsed.

When Zheng Weijun saw that, he hurriedly gestured to the easygoing person beside him. Within seconds, the construction director jogged toward them.

“Sir, what stone is suitable here?”

“Well, the nearby mountain rocks will be just fine. The width and height should not be less than 6.5 feet. The most suitable would be 9.8 feet.”

“I see. Find a better one,” Zheng Weijun told the person in charge.

“Yes, Mr. Zheng.”

After arranging the matter, Zheng Weijun curiously asked, “Is there any problem here, Sir?”

“There’s something wrong with the atmosphere here,” Wang Yao replied.

When he was standing at that position, he had felt a slight cold wind coming from the southwest. He was not comfortable, so he thought of setting a stone there to block the wind.

“Are you talking about the atmosphere? Are you proficient in Feng Shui as well, Sir?” Zheng Weijun asked.

“Well, it’s just a feeling,” Wang Yao said with a smile.

The so-called Feng Shui was just the aura between heaven and earth.

After walking around a little more, the two men finally looked at the installed equipment place. A professional engineer explained the equipment to them.

“Is it going to cost a lot of money?” Wang Yao asked.

“Well, good things naturally cost more, and we want to use the best here,” Zheng Weijun said. He had given up the fight for the rights and wealth of his family and actively ceded the voice of several cities in the South and the shares of factories. His only requirement was that the Zheng family’s shares in the pharmaceutical company had to belong to him. The family agreed. Now, Wang Yao was the largest shareholder in the pharmaceutical company, and he was the second one. He had since taken charge of it and held the management power. That had been set up when the pharmaceutical company was founded.

“I plan to stay here for a long time, Sir,” Zheng Weijun said. He had basically given up on his family’s businesses, so his focus could naturally be transferred to the new company.

“Sure thing. You are welcome,” Wang Yao said.

“By the way, I want to buy two houses in the mountain village,” Zheng Weijun said.

“Sure, there are a lot of houses restricted there,” Wang Yao replied.

That afternoon, Zheng Weijun found Wang Jianli and bought two houses that were joined together. He contacted the relevant personnel for reconstruction and decoration.

That night, Wang Zecheng came to Wang Yao’s home. He brought gifts with him.

“Do you need help with anything?” Wang Yao asked

“When will the pharmaceutical factory start operating?” Wang Zecheng asked with a smile.

“Why? Do you want to work there?” Wang Yao asked

“Yes,” Wang Zecheng replied. He had seen Wang Yao and Zheng Weijun that afternoon, so he came to ask them at night.

“I’ll tell you when,” Wang Yao said.

“Alright, thank you.”

After sitting down and chatting for a while more, Wang Zecheng got up and left.

“Wait a minute. You can just come over for a chat. Please take all these things back,” Wang Yao said. “You don’t have to spend all that money in the future.”

“How can that do?” Wang Zecheng asked.

“I said take it back,” Wang Yao replied “I’ll leave the fruit here. I have a box of tea here. Take it back and let my uncle have some.”

Wang Zecheng could only give in. When he left, he still had a box of tea in his hand. It was the kind everyone knew was expensive at first glance.