1575 Dementia Pill
A reason?
Zhao Dier could not understand what that might be.
The Saint Divine Land was a country, but nobody there could cultivate. Piaomiao Pavilion could destroy the whole country if they wanted to.
Why did they need their Fanghua Pill to make a deal with the King? How ridiculous!
Qianji said calmly, “He wants the Fanghua Pill, but we don’t necessarily have to give it to him. He can’t tell the difference. We can give him a Dementia Pill, that works as well.”
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“We can take down the Saint Divine Land easily, but why must we waste our forces for a land like this?”
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“We can control a King and then we can control the land. The Phoenix Girl is not strong enough on her own. The King gives her orders and she has to obey him. So we can use the King to control her.” Qianji smiled as if he were very confident about what he was planning.
Zhao Dier understood what Qianji said and was relieved.
One bottle of pills would do. They did not even need to use any forces from the Pavilion.
Elder Qianji was indeed very good.
They could cause fights between themselves, rather than using force.
No wonder her father stressed that Elder Qianji would need to tag along.
He was indeed very experienced.
She was sure that with Elder Qianji’s help, they would make it.
When they got what was in the Golden Rolls and went home, the other Elders from Piaomiao Pavilion would treat her differently, then she would be able to obtain the throne of Piaomiao Pavilion.
Zhao Dier became increasingly confident.
“Good, Elder Qianji, thanks for your efforts.” Even an arrogant woman like Zhao Dier would say something modest at this moment.
Qianji nodded and greeted Zhao Dier.
Then he took out a bottle of pills and passed it to his guard. “Give this to the King, and tell him that he should take one pill every fifth day, no more than that.”
“Yes”
Dementia Pill was just a low-class pill at Pavilion, a very bad one too, but it was useful too. If it did not work as a low-class pill, it would be totally useless.
However, the pills did not work on anyone who cultivated.
Unless it was someone who didn’t have a lot of experience with cultivation, but Dementia Pill still might not work on them.
Nevertheless, they had it with them because no one cultivated in the Saint Divine Land, so it became extremely useful this time, which was great.
Anyone who had cultivated before would need one pill a day for it to work, but the King was too old to take even one pill every fifth day.
However, they had little time left, so that was the best plan. Otherwise, their plan would be delayed.
When the pill was settled, Qianji smiled calmly, “Have a good rest, Elder Miss!”
At Ronghua Palace.
Zhou Huailing could finally move.
He had heard everything, but nothing apart from his eyes could move. He was very afraid that he would spend the rest of his life here at Ronghua Palace.
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