"The Celestial Sky Society again!?" Bai Xiaochun's eyes flickered with icy coldness. Clenching his hand into a fist around the black medicinal powder in his palm, he looked around at the Azure Dragon Society cultivators and said, "How well do the Fantasy Pills sell?"
The two orange-robed cultivators were panting, and their eyes were shining brightly. One of them quickly responded, "They sell great! We usually distribute a few hundred pills per month, and that's just us. If you counted all of the north district, the sales would probably be tens of thousands per month. As for Sky City as a whole, probably 200,000 or more. One Fantasy Pill is worth 50 merit points, so that's the equivalent of at least 10,000,000 merit points per month!"
When Bai Xiaochun heard that, his eyes almost turned green, and he began to pant. "If the Celestial Sky Society can use my hallucination smoke to earn merit points, then so can I!
