Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin's hands hung quietly at her sides, her wide sleeves covering the porcelain bottle in her hands. She said "hmm" softly, indicating to the boss that he could continue.

At this moment, Ji Yunmiao suddenly realized that their identities and those of the boss seemed to have been reversed.

Originally they wanted to ask the boss to do something for them, but now it seems the situation has changed?

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Wen Jin who was standing in front of him, with a smile on his lips: You are worthy of being Ajin!

"I would like to ask this friend to help me refine a pill."

The boss straightened up slightly and pointed his palm at Ji Yunmiao.

It is not difficult to see that among these two people, the one who is in charge is the mysterious female cultivator he is facing now.

The male cultivator's alchemy skills have already reached the seventh level, and he seems willing to obey the female cultivator's orders. How powerful is this female cultivator...

But he was not greedy. He just needed a pill that would allow him to continue on the path of alchemy!

"Oh?" Wen Jin looked back at Ji Yunmiao with a smile, and said with a smile: "If you ask him to refine the medicine, the price will be very high..."

"I wonder what kind of elixir the boss wants?"

Wen Jin didn't kill him with one blow. He only poured half of the basin of cold water on him before asking again, seeming to be very interested in his request.

"An eighth-level elixir." Seeing that things were promising, the boss hastily replied, "I can't tell you what it is yet, but I can guarantee that this medicine is absolutely harmless to the world of immortal cultivation and to cultivators!!"

He bowed again, his head buried deep in his arms, not raising it.

Hearing this, Wen Jin smiled and covered his lips: "Boss, you are too kind. If it is a poison pill or something like that, we will never agree to it."

"Then this..."

The boss raised his head slightly from his arms, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Let's take a look at the Snow Soul Stone first, and then discuss the remaining conditions."

Wen Jin didn't give him any more room to discuss and brought the topic back to the Snow Soul Stone.

……

A round stone that is completely snow-white.

This was Wen Jin's most honest evaluation of the Snow Soul Stone after he saw it for the first time.

How round is it?

It didn't look like it was born naturally, but rather like it was carefully polished by humans. Even the pills made by Ji Yunmiao couldn't achieve such a rounded degree.

However, the medicinal aura emanating from its body clearly shows that it came from heaven and earth, and was born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Wen Jin withdrew his gaze from the medicinal herbs, straightened his slightly bent body, and exchanged glances with Ji Yunmiao.

She nodded in understanding and looked at her boss.

The boss closed the box containing the Snow Soul Stone and waited for Wen Jin to speak.

"We can do the deal, and I can even help you refine a few more pills, but we hope to establish a long-term cooperation with you."

Wen Jin placed his hand lightly on the table where the box of Snow Soul Stone was placed and smiled.

"Please speak." The boss's eyes fell on Wen Jin's fingertips and said respectfully.

"We'll put our pills on consignment in this auction house, and we'll split 80% of the profits." Wen Jin spoke, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Eighty percent?" The boss looked a little surprised. "After deducting the labor costs from the remaining 20 percent, there won't be much left... You see..."

"About 80 percent." Wen Jin didn't give him room to negotiate. She was deliberately blocking him.

In fact, it was useless for her to have so many spirit stones. She just saw the rich people indulging in pleasure on the way here, while the ordinary cultivators who had no spirit stones to resist the poisonous gas of the puppets were suffering.

If the Penglai Immortal Sect wants to control the puppet poison gas in the future, then the more spirit stones the better.

In that case, she won't be polite.

"Boss, you can sell eighth-level elixirs regularly in the future, and you can even customize them. Which do you think is more important, profit or fame?"

She asked back, speaking a little faster.

But before the boss could speak, a female voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Where is the Snow Soul Stone? Father will come to inspect the goods in a while."