The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Contract for Selling Oneself Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Contract for Selling Oneself Splendid Pill Tower fifth floor, Alchemist Base.

“Brother Qing Yan, not bad, you’ve done very well.

In another ten to fifteen days, you’ll be able to try crafting Advanced Healing Potions,” Jing Yan said from behind, nodding as he watched Jing Qing Yan finish making an Intermediate Healing Potion.

Hearing Jing Yan’s words, Jing Qing Yan nodded excitedly.

“Jing Yan, all the Pharmacists who came to apply for the job are upstairs!”

At that moment, Jing Chenxing came in and said.

“Oh, let’s go and have a look,” Jing Yan turned around and said with a light chuckle.

Inside a large medicine crafting room on the fifth floor, more than twenty Alchemists of various levels were discussing in hushed tones.

Jing Yan, Jing Chenxing, and Jing Qing Yan entered the room.

“Jing Yan, let’s save some time, just tell us, what kind of compensation do you offer for Pharmacist Apprentices, Low-level Alchemists, Intermediate Alchemists, and Advanced Alchemists?”

“We’re all Pharmacists, not worried about not having jobs.

Just tell us the compensation; if it’s appropriate, we’ll stay, if not, we’ll just turn around and leave,” hawk-nosed Liu Bo said directly, waving his sleeve as he saw Jing Yan.

Jing Yan furrowed his brow and looked at Liu Bo.

“May I ask who you are?” asked Jing Yan with a smiling gaze.

In fact, Jing Yan already knew the origins of this person; indeed, he hadn’t known before, but before entering this room, Jing Chenxing had informed him that Liu Bo might come to cause trouble.

Naturally, Jing Yan knew.

“I am Liu Bo!”

“Hmph, in the circle of Pharmacists in Donglin City, who doesn’t know me?

I, Liu Bo, am an Advanced Alchemist.

Jing Yan, let’s not beat around the bush, our time is precious.

We’re giving you face by coming here, so be straightforward,” said Liu Bo arrogantly.

In his view, even if Jing Yan had exceptional Martial Arts Talent, he had to give these Alchemists face.

Without Alchemists, Jing Yan’s Pill Tower would struggle to get up and running.

Hence, he wasn’t at all worried about angering Jing Yan.

Moreover, his purpose in coming here wasn’t to work for Jing Yan at all.

Indeed, he came to cause trouble, tasked with an important mission personally arranged by Family Head Zhao of the Zhao Family, Zhao Dangyuan.

Not only did he have no intention of working for Jing Yan himself, he also wanted to disrupt the other Pharmacists, ideally preventing Jing Yan from recruiting anyone at all, to see what Jing Yan would do.

“An Advanced Alchemist, eh?”

“Hehe, Pharmacist Liu Bo, quite impressive!” Jing Yan chuckled.

“However, let’s not talk about compensation just yet; let’s first discuss everyone’s abilities.

If the abilities are insufficient, my Splendid Pill Tower has no need for them,” Jing Yan’s gaze swept over the people present.

“Young Master Jing Yan, what do you mean by this?” someone frowned, puzzled as they looked at Jing Yan.

The Pharmacists who came here all knew each other to some extent.

Could it be that Jing Yan still worried about people slipping through the cracks?

Otherwise, why would he need to test their abilities?

A Pharmacist’s abilities are largely tied to their level.

For example, Pharmacist Apprentices can only craft a few Low-level Potions, or even just one Low-level Potion.

Low-level Alchemists can craft a variety of Low-level Potions.

Intermediate Alchemists can craft a variety of Intermediate Potions.

Advanced Alchemists can craft a variety of Advanced Potions.

The higher the level, the stronger the ability!

Does Jing Yan mean that he doesn’t need Pharmacist Apprentices, or even Low-level Alchemists?

“Here, just being able to craft Medicine won’t cut it!”

“My Tower, the Potions sold require extremely high quality.

Quality that is not up to par, my Tower, will not sell.”

“Gentlemen, if you join my Tower, you are bound not to regret it.

Here, your medicine crafting abilities will advance by leaps and bounds.

Moreover, the compensation here is extremely high; as long as you work hard, I believe the compensation you earn will be double, or even several times, what you used to make,” Jing Yan said with a light laugh.

“Blowing your own trumpet!” Liu Bo scoffed right as Jing Yan’s voice fell.

“Crafting potion abilities, a rapid rise?”

“Jing Yan, what makes you say that?

Are you implying that Pharmacist Apprentices can become Low-level Alchemists in a very short time?

That Advanced Alchemists can become Top Alchemists in a very short time?” Liu Bo said with a sneer.

That was utter fantasy!

“Pharmacist Liu Bo, you’re completely right.

Of course, there’s a condition, and that is you can enter my Tower and are willing to work hard,” Jing Yan glanced at Liu Bo.

At this point, Jing Yan could roughly confirm that Liu Bo was here to cause trouble.

However, kicking him out directly wasn’t the best approach, as it might cause other Pharmacists to harbor doubts.

The other Pharmacists were unaware that Liu Bo was intentionally causing a disturbance.

To Liu Bo, that jumping clown, Jing Yan didn’t care in the slightest.

Even if that man knelt and cried out, begging to join the Splendid Pill Tower, Jing Yan wouldn’t allow it.

“Mr.

Jing Yan, you’re not just talking big, are you?

If you had such ability, would you need to recruit pharmacists from outside?

Why not train some yourself?” Another Advanced Alchemist frowned and said.

He wasn’t there to deliberately cause trouble, but what Jing Yan said was indeed hard to believe.

If it were so easy to promote pharmacists, they wouldn’t be so scarce.

“Whether my words are true will be proven with facts.

Don’t be in such a hurry,” Jing Yan said with a smile.

“Now, there’s another matter I want to address.

Once you join my Splendid Pill Tower, you cannot leave at will.

We need to sign an agreement.

If you leave the Pill Tower without its consent, I have the authority to deal with you as I see fit,” Jing Yan said, his tone turning chilling.

The agreement was absolutely necessary.

Jing Yan aimed to cultivate a group of extremely exceptional pharmacists and even Pill Masters in the future.

The pharmacists he trained would be far more outstanding than those from outside.

If the pharmacists he had painstakingly trained could just leave the Splendid Pill Tower, wouldn’t that be like making clothes for someone else?

Of course, Jing Yan was not that foolish.

“Jing Yan, have you gone mad?”

“Do you mean to say that if we join the Splendid Pill Tower, we have to sign a contract equivalent to selling ourselves into servitude?”

“Hahaha, you’re really too naive.

I never signed such an agreement with Zhao Family’s Potion Workshop—yet you want us to sign this sort of contract?

Are you the fool, or do you think we are?” Liu Bo jumped out again.

“Everyone, I think we should leave.

Jing Yan here has no sincerity at all.

He’s talked so much without mentioning what rewards we’ll get, but he wants us to sign a contract of servitude first.

Isn’t that treating us like fools?” Liu Bo called out to the others again.

Hearing Liu Bo’s words, many present indeed began to frown.

Even some Pharmacist Apprentices felt that the Splendid Pill Tower might not be a good choice.

Once they signed the contract of servitude, it would really be difficult to leave the Splendid Pill Tower and choose to go elsewhere.

If they insisted on leaving, with this agreement in place, even if Jing Yan directly killed them, it would be legal.

Jing Yan’s martial arts strength, they had all heard about!

Capable of slaying Martial Artists at the Innate Middle Stage!

“Before you make any rush decisions, take a look at the quality of the medicines concocted by the pharmacists here,” Jing Yan said with a smile, seeing that many were entertaining the idea of leaving.

He took out a bunch of Low-level Healing Potions and quickly distributed them to every alchemist present.

“What grade is this medicine?” Liu Bo asked first.

“Low-level Healing Potion,” Jing Yan replied with a smile.

“Low-level Healing Potion?” Liu Bo was also taken aback, “Jing Yan, are you mocking us?

You bring out Low-level Healing Potions?

In front of me, an Advanced Alchemist, you actually present a Low-level Healing Potion?”

When Jing Yan mentioned bringing out medicine for everyone to assess its quality, Liu Bo thought Jing Yan would bring out some Advanced Potion or even a special medicine.

He didn’t expect that what Jing Yan brought out was merely a bottle of Low-level Healing Potion.

“As I said, take a look at the quality of the medicine first,” Jing Yan said, a flash of cold light in his eyes as he stared at Liu Bo.

“Hmph!”

“Jing Yan, then you say this medicine is concocted by a pharmacist from your Pill Tower—may I ask where this pharmacist is right now?” Liu Bo looked around.

If Jing Yan claimed that the medicine was concocted within the Pill Tower, then the pharmacist should be in the Pill Tower, right?

Inside the Pill Tower, why not come out and let everyone recognize them?

“The Pharmacist is right here, it’s Jing Qingyan,” Jing Yan said, pointing to Jing Qingyan who had been standing next to him all along.

“Jing Qingyan?”

In the crowd, a Low-level Alchemist couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Jing Qingyan, when did you return to Donglin City?” This Low-level Alchemist actually knew Jing Qingyan.

Earlier, he hadn’t noticed Jing Qingyan; his attention had been on Jing Yan.

It wasn’t until Jing Yan mentioned Jing Qingyan’s name that he realized it was indeed the Jing Qingyan he knew.

“Pharmacist Xiao Ming, hello,” Jing Qingyan nodded his head politely in greeting.

Xiao Ming indeed had a longer time spent interacting with Jing Qingyan in the past.

Xiao Ming had also stayed in the town where Jing Qingyan lived for a while.

Xiao Ming was a decent person and had helped Jing Qingyan with some difficulties he encountered while concocting medicines.

Therefore, Jing Qingyan was always grateful to Xiao Ming.

If it hadn’t been for Jing Yan speaking continuously earlier, he would have greeted Xiao Ming sooner.

Seeing Jing Qingyan, Xiao Ming instantly lost interest in the Healing Potion in his hands.

Because what abilities Jing Qingyan had, he, Xiao Ming, was probably clearer about than anyone else present.

Jing Qingyan barely qualified as a Low-level Alchemist.

What quality could Jing Qingyan concocted medicines have?

It wasn’t that Xiao Ming looked down on Jing Qingyan; he was just too aware of Jing Qingyan’s abilities.

The potions Jing Qingyan concocted were not even as good as the Low-level Potions that he, Xiao Ming, concocted.