Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

0After Ling Xiaoxiao explained for a while, Ning Xiaolei finally understood.    

    

The beginning of the Immortal Realm was the true cultivation of the Immortal Realm.    

    

In the nine stages of the Immortal Realm, each stage was more difficult than the last. Passing through was the Deity Stage, which was also what the people called the Immortal Realm.    

    

However, it was unknown since when Deity Stage had become a legend. Becoming a legendary immortal was extremely difficult.    

    

"Interesting. So what if you're in the Immortal Realm? So what?"    

    

A cold light flashed across Ning Xiaolei's eyes. He did not feel that it was too difficult to obtain Deity Stage that was too far away for others.    

    

With the help of the group of demons that far surpassed him in Deity Stage, he would still be able to reach a higher realm.    

    

After understanding all of this, Ning Xiaolei became even more excited.    

    

From then on, Ning Xiaolei cultivated day after day. Unknowingly, half a month had passed.    

    

That day, Zhang Jiuxuan called because of Thunderstorm Hall.    

    

"Young master, there are two things. Firstly, there is a problem with the supply side of the medicinal materials used to make the three types of medicinal paste. Secondly, there are fake products on the market that greatly affect our reputation."    

    

After hearing the news, Ning Xiaolei frowned. What kind of nonsense was this?    

    

After passing the Thunderstorm Hall to Zhang Jiuxuan, Ning Xiaolei passed the prescription to him. From purchasing materials to refining, he was completely responsible.    

    

But now, there was actually a problem with the supply of medicinal herbs. This was obviously not normal.    

    

The medicinal ingredients needed for the three types of medicinal paste were not expensive medicinal ingredients. There should be a lot of them on the market.    

    

As for the fake product, this was not something he could afford to offend. He would definitely teach this fella a lesson.    

    

As for the details, we'll talk about it after we meet Zhang Jiuxuan.    

    

When Ning Xiaolei rushed to Thunderstorm Hall s, he saw that the business was much more depressed than before. There were only a few customers.    

    

"Young master, you're here. This way, please."    

    

Zhang Jiuxuan came up and led Ning Xiaolei into a room.    

    

Ning Xiaolei didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, "Uncle Zhang, tell me about it."    

    

"It's like this, young master. The supplier that we worked with has suddenly broken off their relationship with us and no longer supplies any herbs."    

    

"I then went to look for the rest of the suppliers, but they didn't cooperate with us either. I think there's something behind this."    

    

Ning Xiaolei nodded lightly as his eyes flickered and said, "Say the second thing."    

    

"This is a fake product, I had once traced the source of it, it was produced by the Wang Family of one of the Four Great Clans of the Heaven City, and its name is the same as ours."    

    

"Their medicinal paste is cheaper than ours and their packaging is also very gorgeous. Many people have come to buy it from them."    

    

As Zhang Jiuxuan spoke, he handed over three types of medicinal paste.    

    

These three types of medicinal paste were all wrapped in extremely gorgeous packaging, much more exquisite than the ones Ning Xiaolei and the others used.    

    

Ning Xiaolei did not say anything. He slowly opened the three boxes. After a slight sniff, he frowned.    

    

Although this imitation medicinal paste wasn't as good as the three types of medicinal paste he had refined, it still had some use.    

    

However, due to the deviation in their understanding of the medicinal properties and the unreasonable configuration, these three medicinal paste contained quite a few toxins.    

    

Once or twice, it wasn't much. If he used it a few more times, the accumulation of toxins would eventually lead to a toxic event.    

    

"The Wang Family s are all over the country creating this kind of imitation medicinal paste, many customers don't know about it, and thought that our Thunderstorm Hall s were the ones producing it."    

    

"After all, their medicinal paste has the same name as us and their packaging is even more gorgeous than us. Compared to us, they seem like fake."    

    

Zhang Jiuxuan sighed and shook his head, his face was full of worry.    

    

A cold light flashed in Ning Xiaolei's eyes as he said: "I didn't want to interfere, but they were clearly lying. I might have to do it myself."    

    

"Manager Zhang, it's bad. Someone came to our door and told us that they used our medicinal paste. The person who was poisoned was unconscious and was in the hospital to rescue him."