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"The price is ten times different. Are you sure Soul Palace didn't make a mistake?"
They couldn't believe their eyes, because after signing the soul contract, a first-grade One-Pattern Soul-Breaking Pill only cost one thousand gold soul coins.
Oscar counted several times to make sure he had not missed a single zero.
There are two reasons why Xiao Mu sold the Soul-Breaking Pill at a tenfold price difference.
The first reason is of course to get more people to sign soul contracts. Now it seems that the effect is very good, and especially good.
For most soul masters, who have no background and average talent, it is hard to say how long they can live. By signing a soul contract, they can buy the elixir that they could only look at before. This deal is definitely not a loss.
The second reason is that Xiao Mu wants to improve the overall quality of soul masters in Douluo Continent.
After all, after these people die, their souls will become his cattle and horses, so naturally it is better for them to improve their strength as much as possible during their lifetime.
And those soul masters who don't want to sign a soul contract and work hard for the Soul Palace after their death deserve to pay ten times the price.
As for whether they will lose money, of course they will not lose money. Even after signing the soul contract, the Soul Palace's profit is more than 90%, or even more than 99%.
The medicinal materials needed for the first three grades of elixirs are not rare. For example, the medicinal materials needed for the first grade Soul Breaking Pill cost less than thirty gold soul coins for one furnace.
If Xiao Mu does it himself, the success rate of the pills will be 100%, and there will be eight or nine pills in one furnace, and each of them will have three patterns.
The profit is huge.
Although the levels of Yang Wudi, Dugu Bo, and Ye Lingyun are much lower than Xiao Mu's, their success rate in making first-grade pills is also over 90%. However, each furnace only produces four or five pills. If they are lucky, they will occasionally produce six pills.
As for why they don't continue to lower the price so that more people can afford it, it is of course because the Soul Palace also needs to make money. After all, they have to support such a large Soul Palace, as well as the gold-devouring behemoth Soul Palace itself. They also have to continue to upgrade the Soul Palace. They can't just rely on fleecing the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
Soul masters have a very high status in Douluo Continent, so it is not difficult to find a high-paying job.
Even if he does nothing, a Soul Master of level 30 or more can receive 100 gold soul coins every month, which is enough to buy a first-grade elixir in less than a year.
What limits the number of pills now is still the number of alchemists.
Even if three oxen and horses worked day and night to refine the elixirs, it was still difficult to satisfy the hungry demands of the soul masters of Douluo Continent.
Xiao Mu, the palace master, has to refine some low-level pills from time to time.
We still have to continue to train alchemy talents. Once there are enough alchemists, it is not impossible to lower the price a bit.
"This…this is too outrageous, I guarantee…"
Tang San stopped talking midway and looked around vigilantly.
He didn't believe that the Soul Palace would do business at a loss. He felt that even if the price was reduced to one thousand gold soul coins, there would definitely be a profit of half.
The more Tang San thought about it, the more jealous he became, and the more sour he felt.
How much money can the Soul Palace make in a day? This is faster than making money by robbery.
He thought of Tang Hao, who had died at the hands of the Soul Palace after being held up for robbery, and he felt so sad that he almost shed tears. How could the gap between people and sects be so huge? It was even greater than the gap between people and dogs.
Thinking about the wealth that the Soul Palace might have, Tang San's eyes became moist and the corners of his mouth became moist. He was greedy and envious.
At the same time, Tang San was deeply disappointed that he failed to successfully join the Soul Palace.
If he joined the Soul Palace and learned the method of alchemy, it would be equivalent to mastering the art of turning gold into gold, right? He would have a steady stream of gold soul coins to pocket.
"How happy the alchemists of the Soul Palace must be!" Tang San couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't know the status of Dugu Bo and the others.
It's like getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the chickens, with not much time to rest.
As for wages...
Xiao Mu: Salary? What salary do you want? I've taught you alchemy and provided you with endless work, and you still want a salary?
Tang San thought that the alchemists of the Soul Palace would get a share of the profits, but in fact they had not even received their salaries.
"Money, I want to make money too. I don't want to be poor anymore."
Faced with the financial gap, Tang San suddenly grew up a lot and became more realistic, which had a greater impact on him than Tang Hao's death.
"Dean, it's so much cheaper, we should be able to afford it, right?" Ma Hongjun said excitedly.
Tang San glanced at him and said:
"Do you want to sell your soul too?"
"this..."
Ma Hongjun originally had no intention of signing any soul contract, but faced with the tenfold price difference, he wavered.
This is even more so for Flanders. Normally, he would feel at a loss if he didn't pick up money, so how could he bear this?
Even Tang San was inevitably moved.
"Whether to sign the soul contract is up to you. The academy can only provide soul coins after you sign the soul contract, and they are also one-patterned pills." Flanders said.
This was a big move on his part. After all, Tang San and the others were just students, not his sons.
As the dean, he has done his duty very conscientiously, as he has invested so much in educating his students.
Of course, the Golden Soul Coins were not paid by him personally. Shrek was extremely poor before. Blue Bully Academy still had some funds, but not much.
Tang San and the others are all level 30. After signing the soul contract, a third-grade soul-breaking pill, even if it is only a one-mark one, will cost 15,000 gold soul coins.
As for the three-pattern one, it costs 50,000 gold soul coins.
So even if Tang San signed the soul contract, the money he had could only buy a third-grade, three-patterned Soul-Breaking Pill.
Damn, it's too expensive, too expensive.
Moreover, Tang San did not want to sign the soul contract, so he had to pay 500,000 gold soul coins to meet his requirements.
Five hundred thousand gold soul coins, even if I sell him it's not enough.
He opened his mouth but said nothing.
Flanders has done his best to achieve this. After all, Lanba Academy is a private school, unlike Tiandou Royal Academy, which has money and resources provided by the royal family.
Even so, it cost Blue Bully Academy nearly half of its gold soul coins, and it was really beyond its means.
Tang San had never been more eager to become rich than at this moment.
"Well, have you decided? Do you want to sign a soul contract?"
After a while, Flanders said to Tang San and the others.
"Sign, why not?"
Ma Hongjun was the first to answer.
He doesn't value his own soul very much. If he can get such great benefits by signing a soul contract, only a fool would not sign it.
"I'll sign it too," Oscar said immediately.
He and Ma Hongjun were both from commoner backgrounds and made the decision quickly.
Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth.
"I'll sign it too."
She was born into a noble family in the Xingluo Empire, but she ran away from home and didn't bring much money with her. She had enough for her own expenses, but if she wanted to buy pills on her own without signing a soul contract, she would be far from enough.
Since Dai Mubai didn't come, he naturally didn't get his share.
Flanders looked at the last two people.
"Xiao San, Xiao Wu, what's your decision?"
Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San.
"Brother, do you want to sign this soul contract? I'll sign it if you do."
Tang San: "I..."