Ye Yu was rather greedy, actually wanting ten cultivation slots—that was just preposterous, a clear case of a lion's wide-open mouth.
However, Zhan Yun quickly thought that, though it seemed like a lion's wide-open mouth, it wasn't something that couldn't be satisfied. You had to trade something for it, though. What Zhan Yun was lacking the most right now was Merit Force. If Yiye Tian was willing to help him gather enough Merit Force, then he could consider cultivating a few more Pill Masters for them.
After all, once he finished cultivating Pill Masters for Yiye Tian, the one who'd be most distressed would be Medicine King Valley. And for cultivating Pill Masters for Yiye Tian, earning five thousand or even ten thousand units of Merit Force from each Pill Master wouldn't be too excessive, right?
Of course, Zhan Yun wouldn't possibly tell Yiye Tian the truth about Merit Force, he had to phrase it differently.
