Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

Chapter 379 The Bargain of the Holy Spirit Potion

The agreed meeting place was near Yang Hu's warehouse.

at dusk.

Five middle-aged orcs dressed in brocade robes were already seated inside the hall.

The white-haired troll leading the group was Gray, the head of the main house. He tapped his fingertips on the table, glanced at the doorway, and said impatiently, "That brat Moore, he dares to keep us waiting?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Moore pushed open the door and entered, with Chen Xian and Yang Hu standing on either side of him.

The room fell silent instantly, and several scrutinizing gazes swept over Moore like knives.

His half-blood troll features were too obvious, with gray skin and slightly clumsy hands.

He was already out of place in the Grin family, which was dominated by pure-blood trolls.

“Moore,” Finn, the head of the second branch, spoke first, waving the letter in his hand.

"You'd better explain yourself regarding the Holy Spirit potion. This has always been under Nicky's control; what makes you think you can use it to recruit us?"

Before Moore could speak, Gray slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Don't try anything funny with us! You're just a distant relative of the head of the family."

They weren't even qualified to participate in family meetings.

How could he possibly have come into contact with the Holy Spirit potion?

Was the letter forged in an attempt to gain personal benefits?

A chorus of agreement arose from inside the hall, while the faces of the people in charge were full of disdain.

Moore's expression darkened slightly, but Chen Xian held him back with a look.

At this moment, Yang Hu stepped forward, took out a bronze plaque engraved with the Chamber of Commerce's emblem from his pocket, and placed it heavily on the table.

"Gentlemen, I am Yang Hu, the orc general manager of the Human Starry Sky Merchant Guild."

The gleam of the bronze plaque made everyone squint, and Yang Hu continued.

Three days ago, the Chamber of Commerce officially changed the person in charge of the Holy Spirit Potion transaction.

From this day forward, all potion transactions with the Green family will be conducted solely through Mr. Moore, and will no longer involve Nicky.

The hall fell into a deathly silence. Finn picked up the bronze plaque and examined it repeatedly.

After confirming that the pattern is correct.

His brows were still furrowed: "Even if the Chamber of Commerce has changed its leadership, Nikki's father is still the head of the family! Aren't you afraid of the head of the family's wrath for doing this?"

These words struck a nerve with everyone.

Gray sat back in his chair, his fingers tracing the rim of his glass.

"The Holy Spirit Potion can help troll warriors break through their limitations, and we all want a large share."

But if we side with Moore...

The head of the household will settle accounts later.

Who will take responsibility?

Just as the stalemate was at hand, Chen Xian took out a crystal bottle from his sleeve.

The liquid in the bottle was seven-colored, and as it flowed, it shimmered with tiny sparkles, unlike the cloudy Holy Spirit potion of the past.

"You might want to take a look at this."

He handed the bottle to the table.

Gray reached out and took it, just as he uncorked the bottle.

A surge of pure energy emanated from the room, and the beastmen inside instinctively straightened their backs.

The magic power within his body began to stir slightly.

"This...this is the Holy Spirit potion?"

His voice trembled.

"The purity is at least three times higher than before!"

Finn snatched the bottle and examined it closely, his breathing becoming rapid.

"This level of purity is equivalent to three bottles of the past!"

"Moore, can you really guarantee a stable supply of this?"

Chen Xian nodded.

"As long as you all cooperate with Moore."

This enhanced version of the Holy Spirit potion is supplied in monthly quantities 50% more than during Nike's time.

The Holy Spirit Potion was merely a byproduct of his transformation of magical power.

Biquan Villa was left behind by Chen Xian a year and a half ago.

Lan'er asked Yang Hu and the others to come and make the deal.

This medicine has been diluted.

even so.

This effect was still too much for the trolls to resist.

These words instantly ignited the passion in everyone's eyes.

But Gray still had reservations.

“We believe you have the potion, but Moore is half-blood…”

Even if we support him, he won't be able to gain a foothold in the family.

The deal will still run into problems then.

Others nodded in agreement.

Mole is a half-blood troll, which is a major drawback.

Otherwise, they wouldn't mind fully supporting Moore.

After all, Nicky and his father ostracized people like them.

"There's no need to worry about that," Chen Xian said, looking at everyone.

“We do not need you to overthrow the head of the family immediately.”

"Just give Moore a spot in next month's family competition."

The family competition is crucial for the selection of core members of the Green family, and the spots have always been monopolized by the direct descendants of each branch of the family.

Fenn looked troubled.

"It's difficult to explain to the head of the family..."

Chen Xian placed another bottle of enhanced potion on the table, its seven-colored light illuminating everyone's eyes.

"This bottle is a deposit."

As long as Moore can participate in the competition, the supply of potions will only increase, not decrease.

Conversely, if you insist on siding with Nikki, the Chamber of Commerce will completely terminate its cooperation with the Green family.

The temptation of the two bottles of potion was right in front of him, and then he thought about what would happen if he lost the Holy Spirit potion.

The troll warriors of their own faction will fall far behind other factions.

Gray finally gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I, the eldest son, support Moore in the competition!"

With Gray taking the lead, Finn and the other officials nodded in agreement.

Finn clenched the potion in his hand: "We will propose at the council of elders that Paul Moore get the spot."

But remember, if there's a problem with the medicine supply, we won't let it go easily.

Moore stepped forward, his tone firm: "Rest assured, everyone, I guarantee with my life that there will be no mistakes in the transaction."

As night deepened, the officials, carrying the medicine, left one after another.

Yang Hu watched their retreating figures and muttered, "These people are only after profit; I doubt they'll genuinely help us."

Chen Xian smiled and looked at Moore: "What we want is not their sincerity, but just a spot in the competition."

"Now it's up to you."

Moore gazed at the crystal bottle on the table, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented light.

He knew that the family competition would be the first step in changing his destiny.

And this step.

He must win.

And there's only a week left until next month.