I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 367: Chapter 159: Benefiting Everyone, Haters’ Delight (5k)

Old Six Sun quickly did the math on his end and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

”We barely need to work for them each year—a single day out of a month, have the apprentices boil the medicine and that’s it.

As for the bit of supporting herbs, it’s nothing, not even worth mentioning compared to the tiger bone.

Fuyu Mountain can’t even use up all this stuff themselves. That’s not our problem, is it?

Even if they make it into pills, there’s still an expiry date.

The effect is strongest within three months after making; after three months, it weakens.

Even if they can’t use it all themselves and try to sell it, how much can they really sell?

That’s none of our business anymore.

The sixteen and a half percent of tiger bone—this has to be handed to us right now, up front.

It’s not easy to get perks out of Wu Zhenzi. Don’t get too greedy.”

Old Six Sun was very satisfied with this haul—especially since just treating a junior from Fuyu Mountain scored them an extra fifteen percent. What a steal! Even a proper cross-province house call wouldn’t fetch such a high fee.

He knew all too well—for that old Taoist Wu Zhenzi, if you didn’t give him an easy way out, he really would never back down from his fifteen percent.

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In Wen Yan’s villa basement, after eating, Wen Yan had already taken his third pill.

He’d been very cautious at first, but his Tiger Subduing Three Styles was inherited directly with experiential knowledge—even more familiar than Scorching Sun Fist.

After taking the decoction and pill, he easily entered the Tiger’s Tremor state, and could clearly feel a surge of power, with the Yang Energy rippling through his whole body, seeping into every muscle and bone.

When the medicine wore off, he’d again feel, just like the first time training the Tiger Subduing Three Styles—fatigue and soreness settling in.

With Scorching Sun Blessing amping up his Yang Energy and downing ten pills in a row, Wen Yan felt he still wasn’t at his limit, but didn’t dare keep going.

When he got up and stretched a little, all the joints in his body cracked and popped. A wave of heat raced through his body, then gradually faded away.

The results were certainly obvious, but different from training Scorching Sun Fist—when practicing the Subduing Tiger First Form, he got hungry super fast, and craved meat way more.

He opened the porcelain bottle and took a look. There hadn’t been many pills to start with, and now only half were left.

Good thing the Crouching Tiger Statue produces more every month, otherwise he’d burn through his supplies in no time. Wen Yan honestly didn’t dare use them so recklessly, since the tiger bone was far more valuable than Warm Jade.

The next morning, bright and early, Wen Yan quietly sneaked into Fuyu Temple through the window to meet with Grand Uncle Master and several Great Uncle Masters—there was something he wanted to discuss with the elders.

”How are you feeling?” Grand Uncle Master immediately asked with concern as soon as he saw him.

”I’m fine. Just burning through these pills a bit fast.”

”Hmm? You’ve already mastered Tiger’s Tremor?”

”Yeah, did it yesterday.”

Grand Uncle Master roared with laughter and clapped Wen Yan on the shoulder.

”Don’t worry, being able to use them is a good thing. Good, very good.”

”Grand Uncle Master, Great Uncle Masters, I have an idea I’d like to discuss with you all.”

”Go ahead, say whatever’s on your mind.”

”My thinking is, when used as medicine, very little tiger bone is consumed. Just these few pieces could last the people of Fuyu Mountain for years, right?”

”Exactly. Otherwise, Old Six Sun wouldn’t have jumped at the deal so eagerly yesterday.” Third Great-uncle Master replied, eyes squinting with a smile.

Seventh Great-Uncle Master, standing to one side, finally realized—so this was where the trick lay.

The main issue was the quantity used per dose was way too little; he couldn’t even calculate how much was needed each time.

”What I’m thinking is, Fuyu Mountain doesn’t really have much in the way of industry. We can’t always rely on disciples bringing money back home.

This year we’ve taken in so many disciples. It’s not like they’ll all be willing to stay at Fuyu Temple forever, right?

Every year we’ll have new disciples, and we can’t keep counting on the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department for support.

Minister Cai might not even be at Nanwu County for more than a few years—who knows what things will look like three years down the line?

So, I was thinking, could we maybe team up with Medicine King Mountain?

Use tiger bone as the core ingredient to develop a couple of proprietary medicines and start a pharmaceutical company.

We definitely can’t use up so much tiger bone ourselves, but the factory could eat up the supply.

If we can develop some effective medicines, we won’t price them too high—make them accessible to the masses.

At the same time, Fuyu Mountain could have a major industry, a stream of reliable income.

No matter what changes come, we won’t have to be at anyone else’s mercy.

Seniors, what do you think?”

Wen Yan just gave a general summary, but he had actually calculated the tiger bone usage in detail.

If only Fuyu Mountain folks used it, a single bone could probably supply them for over ten years.

Just shaving off a tiny bit of bone powder each time; the amount consumed is almost negligible.

Plus, he still remembered the prompt he’d received when he gained the ”Tiger Nemesis” title.

Hu Yuan spent a lifetime of killing and cultivated a remedy to save the common people.

If that’s the case, and he himself can never use it all up—at best, just a drop in the ocean—why not think bigger? Just follow the prompt’s suggestion and treat it as Hu Yuan atoning for all his past deeds.

After all, this medicine is truly effective. Even after boiling a decoction three times, the leftover residue is still enough for regular people. If someone from Medicine King Mountain could help develop a few versatile prescriptions and turn them into marketable medicine, it shouldn’t be all that hard, right?