There was no other way.
What he had given was simply too much.
Although the Elder was well-read and understood matters of the world, he knew that in life, pride comes first, and a man lives for his face while a tree lives for its bark.
If this face were lost first, it would be hard to pick up the rest that followed.
He further understood the principle that one should not bow for a mere five pecks of rice.
But the problem was, this was not five pecks of rice!
This was three genuine top-grade Spirit Pills!
Damn!
Not even Chen Xia's father had treated him this well!
And so, as was plainly evident, the Elder had also become one of those fanning Chen Xia, occupying the front position and becoming the leader of the some twenty alchemists.
Hmm.
The leader of the fan-wielders.
Chen Xia sat in the back on a chair, eyes slightly narrowed.
"Sir, is this wind force suitable?" the Elder asked softly from the side.
"Not bad, though a bit lighter would be better," Chen Xia said indifferently, reaching up to catch some stray strands of hair.
Ever since entering Azure Sky, because he was too lazy and disliked socializing, Chen Xia had figured out a way of getting along with others.
In Chen Xia's words, it was called the reward method.
It wasn't just about rewarding with items, but also never criticizing.
No matter if someone did well or poorly, he would not criticize, but first give encouragement, and then make suggestions from an encouraging standpoint to get them to correct themselves.
To give an example:
"You kill well, next time it'd be even better to finish in a single strike."
People might not remember criticism, but they would definitely have a deep impression of encouragement.
Remembering it more, they would naturally strive for greater perfection, and be sure to finish in one strike next time.
Aside from this, Chen Xia combined encouragement and rewards. As long as someone did something that satisfied him, he would give a reward.
Even if unsatisfied, he would still give a small reward, and make suggestions from an encouraging angle.
If they did even better the next time, an even bigger reward would be given.
This way, the atmosphere was naturally harmonious without quarrels, and Chen Xia also obtained sincere respect.
This was inspiration he had gotten from training dogs.
So far the effect seemed pretty good.
The only apparent downside to this method was the fear of running out of rewards.
But to Chen Xia this definitely didn't count as a downside. For one thing, he didn't have to provide the materials himself, he only needed to concoct pills, which was just raising the quality of the pills a bit while concocting them.
For example, a pill that could only be refined into low-grade, he could refine into top-grade.
And refining Spirit Pills was like playing for him, he didn't even need an iron cauldron, just casually stewing could form a pill.
If Spirit Pills could not satisfy them, Chen Xia could also refine Dao Pills.
For these small pill halls that treated top-grade Spirit Pills as treasures, a single Dao Pill could probably drive the entire hall mad.
But with Chen Xia around, the small pill hall definitely wouldn't go crazy.
Because he could give each person one pill.
If it really came together in this form, the small pill hall could probably rely on Chen Xia alone to leap up into a top ranking faction in Qing Province.
Only, that was definitely impossible for now, because Chen Xia was too lazy to refine pills, and also lacked the materials for refining Dao Pills.
The Elder was still fanning. Suddenly, shouting sounded from not far away.
"Elder, Elder, Lady Qiu has arrived!"
"Shh, quieter, why yell so loudly, take care not to disturb the sir!" The Elder quickly made a silencing gesture.
The cultivator who had come to notify was startled, blankly staring at the scene before him, truly unable to comprehend why the Elder had also joined in this?!
Looking at it, and seeming to enjoy it so much, could it be some hypnotic mind-bewitching art?
The cultivator really couldn't decide what to do.
"No matter, his urgency comes from kindness, he should not suffer rebuke, reward him," Chen Xia said indifferently.
Li Gao hurriedly walked over, feeling around in his robe before taking out a greenish Spirit Pill with vine patterns, and placing it in the still dazed cultivator's hand.
"This is... this is..." The cultivator looked at the mid-grade Spirit Pill in his hand, also not really understanding, looking from Li Gao to the pill in hand, wanting to accept it yet also afraid.
"This is the sir's reward for you, a small gift," Li Gao explained.
"Oh... oh, this, reward... small gift?" The cultivator still didn't quite get it. With his centuries of experience, how could such a precious mid-grade Spirit Pill be given away so easily, this was something even old monsters in the Great Vehicle stage would fight over!
The cultivator was slow on the uptake.
So Chen Xia spoke again, "Reward again."
Li Gao hurriedly took out a refined Spirit Pill, placing it in the cultivator's hand.
Yet another mid-grade Spirit Pill.
The cultivator held them reverently in both hands, hesitating no longer, and respectfully nodded his head, saying,
"Thank you, sir."
Watching this scene, the Elder somehow felt it was familiar.
Soon more people arrived, the white-clothed woman from when Chen Xia had been recruited. Her footsteps now softly tread closer, looking upon the bizarre scene. Her fine brows wrinkled as she pondered for a while yet could not make sense of it. Thus she asked,
"What are you doing?"
The Elder quickly spoke up, "Attending to the sir."
"The sir is...?" The white-clothed woman's gaze shifted to Chen Xia, really not daring to confirm.
Wasn't this the guard she had recruited?
After not seeing him for over half a year, now he had become a sir?
The Elder stood respectfully beside Chen Xia, bowing his head toward him as he said, "Naturally there is only one sir."
The Elder looked again to the white-clothed woman, explaining in more detail for Chen Xia, "Sir, this is one of the successors of the Qiu Family, Lady Qiu Yi. In all of Qing Province she has quite a reputation, and the Qiu Family is the most prosperous family in Qing Province."
"Good, reward her," Chen Xia said indifferently.
The Elder's expression froze slightly.
What, this could also be rewarded?
Li Gao didn't care and hurried forward, about to take out a Spirit Pill to hand to Qiu Yi.
Yet Qiu Yi did not extend her hand to accept it. An aloof voice sounded from the air, "A mid-grade Spirit Pill, not bad, hmm, just not bad."
The Elder standing to the side had an expression of astonishment on his face. The Qiu Family really deserved to be the most prosperous family in Qing Province, for Qiu Yi to not even bat an eye at a mid-grade Spirit Pill!
Chen Xia uncaringly laughed lightly, "No matter, reward again."
Li Gao put away the mid-grade Spirit Pill, then felt around in another pocket, taking out a Spirit Pill with green and yellow pill patterns. The aroma of the pill was rich.
A top-grade Spirit Pill?!
Qiu Yi's cold and arrogant brows quivered, but she still did not extend her hand to take it. The aloof voice that sounded was no longer so cold though.
"A top-grade Spirit Pill, excellent."
Chen Xia got up from his chair, took the teacup and drank a sip. His tone was indifferent, as casual as bargaining at the market.
"Continue rewarding."
By saying "reward" for the third time, it meant the grade of the pill would increase by three levels.
Li Gao took out one of the best top-grade Spirit Pills, extremely rare.
Qiu Yi's gaze swayed, and although she still did not extend her hand to take it, she could no longer speak.
Chen Xia put down the teacup and casually cracked a couple melon seeds, swallowing the shells as well, then said,
"Add on."
With just this one word, it was the fourth time he had rewarded, jumping up three grades from the mid-grade Spirit Pill.
Li Gao felt around inside his storage magic treasure for a while, taking out a precious small box. He opened it solemnly.
With just the light of the pill, it was exceptionally dazzling, and a dense pill fragrance spread out, the image manifesting.
The Elder beside them was stunned speechless, truly unable to believe it. His expression was shocked as he stammered,
"Half... half a Dao Pill?!"
Let alone Great Vehicle Stage, even Moving Mountains Stage masters would fight over such a supreme pill!
Qiu Yi could no longer remain composed. Her breathing quickened and her footsteps hurriedly retreated. As she walked, her left foot almost tripped over her right. She didn't dare look back, afraid that if she did, she wouldn't be able to resist taking the pill.
This was absolutely not allowed by the Qiu Family!
Her own dignity also would not allow her to take the pills as if begging.
Chen Xia sat in the chair, shaking his head slightly, and began to reflect.
He had still rewarded too little after all.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”