Chapter 833: Chapter 404: The End of the Price War? Three Scrapped Sky-float Boats? Chapter 833: Chapter 404: The End of the Price War? Three Scrapped Sky-float Boats? The next day.

Early in the morning.

The sky was not yet fully bright, and the air was still slightly cool, filled with intermittent whiffs of earthy scent.

In Qingshi City, deep within the Luo Family Ancestral Land,
there was a small courtyard that radiated an aura of mystery and antiquity.

At this moment, Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family,
sat quietly under a stone pavilion that appeared somewhat plain and unadorned, yet was tangled with a touch of mystery.

He held a cup of tea in his hand, still emitting wisps of steam, silently observing the man clothed in ordinary black garments and trousers
who had placed a walking stick beside him.

This man was Fu Qiu, the current Deputy Sect Master of the Wan Dan Sect,
held within the grasp of Luo Changfeng.

“Speak…”

“What brings you here this time?”

After silently observing the old man before him for a long while, Luo Changfeng calmly took a sip from his cup of hot tea
and then gently inquired of the old man, Fu Qiu.

As for Fu Qiu, he seemed completely unconcerned with Luo Changfeng’s demeanor.

Instead, he cracked a smile and said with some excitement, “Brother Luo, I’ve come to share some good news with you this time…”

Luo Changfeng, hearing this, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

Good news?

How often had old Fu Qiu come to him with good news in the past?

Had there ever been a time when he did not come with one trouble or another?

This time, the old man claimed to have good news to share.

Changfeng was genuinely skeptical.

“Let’s hear it…”

After finishing his cup of hot tea, Luo Changfeng silently placed it on the stone table.

He then turned his gaze back to Fu Qiu, the old man in black, who looked no different from an ordinary elder.

Fu Qiu felt no embarrassment whatsoever.

After such a long period of hardening, his skin had become as impervious as a city wall.

If anything could so easily change his expression…

How could he dare to come to Qingshi City?

How could he dare to see his Brother Luo?

“Hehe, Brother Luo, don’t be hasty…”

Fu Qiu chuckled as he picked up his cup of tea, which seemed to have cooled, and took a small sip to moisten his throat.

Then, after glancing around and ensuring there was no one else present, he lowered his voice to whisper, “Brother Luo, that piece of good news I mentioned relates to the Divine Elixir Sect that has been eyeing us lately.”

At first, Luo Changfeng looked somewhat astonished at Fu Qiu.

Then, he inquired softly, “Is the Divine Elixir Sect unable to hold out anymore?”

After all, a price war.

That was no trivial matter.

It might seem that both sides hadn’t engaged in real combat since the price war started,
but the losses incurred in the meantime…

They were indeed tremendous.

Recently, the local loose cultivators, or even the cultivator families and powers, were probably overjoyed.

The longer the price war went on, the more the cultivators profited.

“Right,” Fu Qiu nodded and smiled, “The Divine Elixir Sect Sub-sect, which had been dogging our heels, seemed unable to cope with the declining elixir prices and quietly sent someone to meet with our Wan Dan Sect Sub-sect yesterday to halt the price war, restore the prices to their original level, and then…”

“From then on, our competition would be purely based on the quality of the elixirs.”

Under the stone pavilion,
Luo Changfeng, listening to these words,
silently nodded his head,
seemingly in agreement with the decision.

If the price war continued, not only would the Divine Elixir Sect Sub-sect struggle,
even his Wan Dan Sect Sub-sect would start feeling the pressure.

For the time being, things were still manageable.

The balance of expenses and income was stable.

But if the war dragged on, if the price of elixirs kept dropping dramatically and the cost of herbs kept rising sharply,
then, sooner or later, his Wan Dan Sect Sub-sect would begin to deficit.

At that point, the losses would be truly severe.

“So what are you thinking, old man?”

Luo Changfeng poured himself another cup of tea, still steaming.

He asked Fu Qiu in a calm tone.

Fu Qiu thought for a moment upon hearing this and then provided a response.

“If it were up to me, I would naturally agree with the Divine Elixir Sect Sub-sect’s idea, cease the dispute over prices, and then restore them to their original levels.”

“And if we are to continue competing, then it will all depend on the quality of the elixirs.”

“After all, no matter how you look at it, the conflict between us and the Divine Elixir Sect Sub-sect isn’t really that significant.”

“The real point of contention lies between the Main Sect of the Wan Dan Sect and the Main Sect of the Divine Elixir Sect.”

“For us sub-sect powers, truth be told, there really isn’t a need to be so vehement…”

Fu Qiu sighed as he spoke softly.