There were nine ranks to pills and medicines—first rank was the lowest, ninth rank was the highest.

Third rank was already a premier rank in Darklake Cultivation Empire. Being able to come up with five such pills would be an enormous feat, to say nothing of five hundred pills. Thus, Lu Yun’s demand was the height of unreasonableness.

“Five hundred third rank pills? Sir Lu and young master Lu, do you have too much time on your hands? Surely you have better things to do,” the general manager's sneer deepened. He might show some respect for Lu Yun’s identity in ordinary times, but Lu Tianling had just exhausted his nascent soul to save Lu Yun. The old general was gravely injured, and if this only pillar of strength fell, then the entire Lu Clan was done for.

“I just happen to have a ton of time and energy on my hands today, what of it?” The petulant tyranny of a prodigal scion appeared on Lu Yun’s face when he saw the general manager’s expression.

Lu Xiaochi closed his eyes when the general manager talked back to his...