Brian Carter first accepted the spirit stones, then cupped his fists and bowed, entering his gratitude mode. With the most serious expression, he looked at the other and said, “Shishu, let me give you a way to get rich, but you mustn’t tell anyone else! Go to the gambling house and bet on me to win!”
Henry Stone originally thought Brian Carter was going to have a serious conversation, so he quickly composed himself to listen carefully. But after hearing those words, he immediately felt that his tranquil Dao heart was truly about to collapse!
“Nephew, you need to take your medicine.” Henry Stone waved his hand again, urging Brian Carter to leave.
All of Brian Carter’s thoughts were on the hundred taels of spirit stones, so he didn’t notice Henry Stone’s expression. It wasn’t until he exited the cave that he realized the other seemed not to believe him. He hurriedly returned to the cave, and once again reminded Elder Henry Stone, who was about to meditate, “Shishu, remember to bet on me to win! It’s best if you put all your savings on it.”
“Got it…” Elder Henry Stone struggled to steady his Dao heart, secretly deciding that if he really couldn’t stop this duel, then he’d have to put all his savings on Xingyao Peak to win. Even though the odds were low, at least he could make a little, so he could help out this nephew who might lose even the last of Sibao Peak’s assets—otherwise, they might really starve to death.
Chapter 6: Little one, uncle isn’t a bad person
Brian Carter walked out of Elder Henry Stone’s cave again, only to find that the Xianyun carriage that brought him here had already left. If he wanted to return to Sibao Peak, he’d have to walk to find a Xianyun carriage stop.
“William Reed, let me check the backup of Ma the tycoon.” Brian Carter thought of making money, and suddenly remembered there was a capitalist’s backup in William Reed. He immediately downloaded all the backups of this Ma tycoon’s 996 blessed hustle, thick-black business philosophy, and maximum motivational chicken soup.
“Damn, that’s ruthless!” Brian Carter couldn’t help but sigh as he sorted through Ma the tycoon’s business backups. “Turns out, to make money, you can’t even let go of the chance to earn small change. The people with no money are actually the biggest consumer group…”
Sighing, Brian Carter made his way down the mountain to the carriage stop. He thought he’d be alone, but saw six children under ten gathered under the stop sign.
The reason he knew they were under ten was because these kids were still wearing the Baifeng Sect’s Immortal Cultivation Academy uniforms.
According to Baifeng Sect’s rules, children under ten could only attend the Immortal Cultivation Academy to receive the most basic cultivation education. After turning ten, each peak would set its own requirements for accepting disciples, and these academy apprentices would then apply to different peaks based on their abilities, becoming disciples under the peak masters.
The six children were frowning at a scroll of homework laid out before them. Among them, a chubby boy was muttering to himself, “Is there really a third kind of pill combination? If I can’t figure it out, I’ll get punished by the teacher again tomorrow.”
Brian Carter, bored while waiting for the carriage, walked over to look at the homework troubling the six kids.
By now, the scroll had been completely unrolled by the children, revealing the names of thirty-six medicinal ingredients. Next to it was written: Using these ingredients, how many kinds of pills can be concocted?
“Six kinds.” Brian Carter, relying on the pill analysis knowledge from the Great Cave True Scripture, blurted out subconsciously.
“Impossible!” The chubby boy looked up at Brian Carter and said, “The teacher said you can make at most four kinds of pills.”
“Oh.” Brian Carter couldn’t be bothered to argue with a child and turned his gaze back to the distance, searching for the Xianyun carriage.
The chubby boy was stunned that Brian Carter didn’t argue back. Among the other five, the shortest and skinniest child sized up Brian Carter, then quietly tugged at the chubby boy’s sleeve and whispered, “Robert Harris, he’s wearing the peak master’s robe.”
The chubby boy and the others immediately took a closer look at Brian Carter, and their eyes all lit up.
Mountains embroidered on a blue robe! That was the attire only Baifeng Sect’s peak masters could wear! It represented the status and identity of a peak master!
A peak master! For many, that was a lofty existence!
The children’s education only taught them that peak masters were high and mighty, and that one day, a peak master might become their teacher.
As for which peaks weren’t that powerful, most children didn’t know, and naturally had no idea that the master of Sibao Peak wasn’t even as strong as Xingyao Peak’s chief disciple.
At this moment, the children simply felt that the young man lazily waiting for the carriage on the big green stone before them was like a towering mountain.
Previously, Robert Harris’s eyes now showed panic—he had just contradicted a peak master! Would the other take revenge on him?
The short, skinny child mustered his courage and approached Brian Carter, first respectfully cupping his fists and bowing, then softly said, “Peak master, just now you said there are six kinds of pills. Were you tricking us?”
Brian Carter looked over the six children before him and noticed that, while their clothes weren’t fancy, the material… was much better than anything his own disciples wore.
“Do you want to know the answer?” Brian Carter’s mind flashed with Ma the tycoon’s business tactics. Smiling, he looked at the six children. When he saw them all nod in unison, he said, “One pill recipe, one tael of spirit stone.”
The six children were stunned again. After a while, Robert Harris said, “Peak master, we don’t have that much money.”