Since.

After cashing out millions of Divine Grass at the beginning, Wang Xiang had shifted his focus to other things, and naturally paid little attention to Divine Spiritual Grass.

Of course.

Even if there is less attention, everything is almost still under its control.

Today's tour capital alliance can be roughly divided into two parts.

One of them is the headquarters of the Tourist Capital Alliance.

The headquarters has various institutional departments, such as the Array Weapon Hall, the Heavenly Fire Hall, and so on, which are responsible for handling the things they are good at.

The second is the many large and small shops under the name of the Youzi Alliance.

There are hundreds of these shops in total, led by the Upper Limit Pavilion.

Meng Hai served as the owner of the Upper Limit Pavilion, and he was responsible for handling the affairs of these shops, and at the same time, some affairs of the headquarters were also temporarily handled by him.

Of course.

Not everything needs to be done by Meng Hai himself, some miscellaneous matters are solved by the people below, and only some major matters will be personally handled by Meng Hai.

If it is encountered, it is really difficult to solve, and Wang Xiang will take action.

Inside the hospital.

Meng Hai arched his hand and said respectfully.

"Young Master!"

"Now, about the situation of this Condensing Grass..."

"During this time, my subordinates have been busy with other things, and they haven't done much to investigate the specific situation."

"Still."

"This is the general situation, I still have some understanding."

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang raised his hand slightly and motioned for him to take a seat.

"Tell me about it."

Immediately, Meng Hai sat next to Wang Xiang, arched his hand and continued.

"As far as my subordinates know..."

"At the beginning, we sold millions of Condensation Grasses, of which 20% were purchased by small and medium-sized families who were in urgent need of Condensation Grass at high prices."

"Aside from this part, there are nearly 800,000 or so plants left on the market."

"And these 800,000 plants, after removing the later ones, the part that was consumed is about 60 to 700,000 left."

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang heard this and nodded slightly.

Meng Hai continued.

"And these six or seven hundred thousand condensing grasses were originally almost all in the hands of those monks who had participated in the hype."

"But..."

"Due to the decline in the price of Ningshen grass, many speculators have suffered heavy losses, triggering a chain reaction and selling stop losses one after another."

"It wasn't until there were thirty spirit stones per plant that the price stopped falling..."

"Then, in just a few days, it began to rise again!"

Hearing what Meng Hai said, Wang Xiang looked calm, just took a sip of tea lightly, and did not speak.

It seems that everything was expected.

Meng Hai arched his hand and said softly.

"And the reason why the price stopped falling..."

"It's because of the fact that the cost of those hypes is almost all above one hundred and fifty spirit stones."

"Because the cost is too high, the price has plummeted, and the loss is too heavy."

"Most of them, reluctant to sell, stopped selling."

"There are only a small number of speculators, either because of the urgent shortage of spirit stones, or because they are worried that the price will fall again, so they are still selling out."

"It is precisely because of the significant decrease in the number of people who sell this that the price of this condensing grass quickly stopped falling after falling to one of thirty spirit stones."

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Wang Xiang gently put down the teacup in his hand and smiled slightly.

"At the beginning..."

"The price of the Condensing Divine Grass, from about ten spirit stones, sang all the way, accelerated and soared, until the sky-high price of three hundred spirit stones, which caught the monks of a city off guard."

"But in fact..."

"With this condensing herb, but as far as the low-level elixir is concerned, it was originally only one or two spirit stones per plant..."

"Not to mention three hundred spirit stones, it's a sky-high price."

"Even if it's only one of the original ten spirit stones, it can still be called a sky-high price!"

"Yet."

"The initial price, from a few spirit stones to a dozen spirit stones, is a sky-high price."

"But this price has dropped from one hundred spirit stones to thirty spirit stones, a drop of nearly ten times."

"But it makes people feel that it is already a low price, and I have completely forgotten that the price is only a few spirit stones per plant."

"It follows that..."

"After the price fell to thirty spirit stones, it began to rise again..."

"It must be because someone is rushing to buy it!"

"Not bad!"

Meng Hai arched his hand, a slight look of surprise on his face.

"That's true..."

"Sure enough, everything can't escape the young master's eyes!"

"After the price of the Condensation Grass fell to thirty spirit stones, someone secretly made a move and bought all the Condensation Grass in the hands of those who sold it."

"And there are many people who speculate, and only a small number of people are selling, and at least seventy percent of them are still unwilling to sell."

"Therefore."

"The price began to rise slowly, until now, each plant has risen to sixty spirit stones......

Speaking of this, Meng Hai couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's just a pity..."

"I don't know if the person who secretly bought it is a certain family force or some ordinary monks who want to make profits......

Meng Hai sighed slightly.

However, at this time, Wang Xiang's thoughts were already far away.

Follow the trend, rush to buy, speculate, make profits...

Once upon a time, in his distant hometown, things like this contemplation grass were staged almost every day......

A moment later.

Wang Xiang came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and shook his head.

"This is the person who secretly made a move to buy the Spirit God Grass."

"Maybe it's a large family force, or maybe it's someone who has earned some of the hype of spirit stones in this matter of condensing the god grass..."

"Or perhaps, it's just some ordinary monks who are in dire need of condensing grass and have enough spirit stones in their hands, and small families ......."

"Of course..."

"It's possible to have all three."

"But..."

"It doesn't really matter to us who it is."

Wang Xiang paused slightly, took a sip of tea, and then asked Meng Hai beside him.

"You know..."

"Now in this Dongning City, how many monks are stuck in Qi Refining Perfection?"

When Meng Hai heard this, he was slightly stunned, but he reacted immediately and arched his hand.

"If it is the whole city, the subordinates don't know how much."

"But..."

"In this land south of the city alone, if you exclude a few small families, the scattered cultivation part is still in the realm of Qi refining perfection..."

"About two to thirty thousand!"

"And so on..."

"My subordinates feel that in the entire Dongning City now, there are at least 100,000 people who are stuck in the Qi Cultivation Consummation and have not advanced!"

"Hmm."

Wang Xiang nodded slightly, not surprised.

Nowadays, the price of this condensing grass is too high, and it is difficult for a scattered cultivator who has cultivated his qi to perfection at all.

Combined with this time, it has been several months.

The number of monks who have perfected the Qi Mirror is increasing day by day, and there will only be more in the future.

Therefore.

100,000 people have not advanced, perhaps this speculation is still a small amount.

……

Inside the hospital.

Wang Xiang took a slight sip of tea, then put down the teacup in his hand and said softly.

"Now..."

"The opening of our tour capital alliance is imminent."

"In the future, the main source of customers will be the scattered monks of this city..."

"If the strength of these scattered monks is stronger, the higher the ability to earn spirit stones, the more beneficial it will be for the future development of our Youzi Alliance..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xiang paused slightly.

When Meng Hai beside him heard this, he immediately frowned slightly and said, "What does the young master mean ......?"

"Humph!"

Wang Xiang snorted softly, and his eyes couldn't help but exude a hint of fierceness.

"I'm going to make this city..."

"Those who are stuck in the Qi Refining Realm are all broken!"