Against The Sky Supreme

“There's no need for you to be so polite.” Tan Yun smiled as he helped Zhang Yizhong up.

“Give me a year, and at that time, I will refine the Supreme Punishment Immortal Pill and provide it to General Xuanyuan.”

“Great, great, great! This is truly wonderful.” Zhang Yizhong said with a grateful smile, confused as he asked, “Oh right, Tan Xiaoyou, could it be that the Supreme Punishment Immortal Pill was refined by you personally?”

"That's incredible! Tan Xiaoyou, you are indeed a blessing for General Xuanyuan!" Zhang Yizhong praised Tan Yun endlessly.

Then, as if recalling something, Zhang Yizhong's brows furrowed, "Tan Xiaoyou, you openly killed Duan Tiande, and logically, his superior shouldn't trouble you."

"However, the vice president of the Alchemical Refinement Guild, Miao Xilin, is cunning and sly. I'm worried he might send someone to kill you."

"Because I've heard that Miao Xilin is particularly fond of that grandson Miao Wei."

"How about this? Why don't you move temporarily to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Upon hearing this, Tan Yun thought about the inconveniences of staying in the City Lord's Mansion and said, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I will decline for now. If I need anything, I will ask you."

"Alright." Zhang Yizhong instructed, "Just be careful. If you run into difficulties, remember to come find me."

"Okay, I have other matters to attend to at the City Lord’s Mansion, so I will take my leave."

Afterward, Tan Yun saw off Zhang Yizhong and Zhang Yihan, before calling over Chu Xiaosa.

"Boss, what can I do for you?" Chu Xiaosa looked at Tan Yun with admiration.

"How many Supreme Punishment Immortal Pills do we have left in the shop?" Tan Yun asked.

"Boss, during your previous seclusion, you refined seventy thousand batches. After selling three million over three months, and considering what the crew used, as well as what I gave away, we still have four hundred ten thousand left." Chu Xiaosa responded honestly.

Upon hearing this, Tan Yun thought to himself: "Ten days outside the tower equals a hundred years inside. In a hundred years, I can refine ten thousand batches, which is six hundred forty thousand elixirs."

"In one year's time, it will be enough to refine the elixirs needed by General Xuanyuan's Immortal Soldiers."

With that thought, Tan Yun continued, "How many portions of the sixteen hundred types of immortal herbs do we still have?"

"Also, I had you ask other shops to sell us all their talisman papers, how many do we have now?"

Chu Xiaosa answered one by one: "Boss, of the sixteen hundred types of immortal herbs, the least stocked one has at least two million portions. The more popular ones have exceeded three million."

"However, in the outer city, according to your needed years of immortal herbs, we've already collected them all. There won't be any available for at least fifty years."

"As for the talisman papers, in these past few months, several shops supplied us with thirty thousand sheets. They can't produce any more in the short term."

After a moment of silence, Tan Yun said, "Alright, I understand now. We also have the Supreme Time-Space Holy Tower for our cultivation, and the Immortal Stones earned from selling the Punishment Immortal Pills are enough for us."

"Even if there are no immortal herbs for fifty years, we already have plenty in stock."

"The shop will continue to sell a million Supreme Punishment Immortal Pills each month. Have Xiaoyu and Axiang look after the business, and you should focus on your own cultivation."

Chu Xiaosa chuckled, "Alright!"

"Oh, by the way," Tan Yun said, "Please bring me all the stored immortal herbs and the talisman papers."

"Okay, Boss, please wait a moment." Chu Xiaosa then left, and soon returned with tens of thousands of immortal herb bags and thirty thousand talisman papers for Tan Yun.

Suddenly, Tan Yun frowned, "Someone's coming!"

"Boom!"

With a thunderous sound that tore through the night sky, the towering four arts heavenly pavilion was struck by a falling sword aura!