Miss Loser is too enchanting
Chapter 71: Confrontation at the Door_1

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Confrontation at the Door_1

"But with such a drastic price reduction, can we sustain this?" Mo Zihan asked.

"When I concoct elixirs, one batch can yield 18 to 20 pills, which greatly saves on costs," Dugu Qianye confidently said. "I don’t believe this won’t drag them down to their deaths!"

"Then they’ll become desperate and resort to violence to solve this," Mo Lian said.

"Then we’ll just wait for them!" Dugu Qianye said sternly. The humiliation that the Feng Family inflicted on her mother tonight, she would surely repay a hundredfold!

The day after the banquet ended, all elixir pharmacies of the Mo Family put out top-grade elixirs for sale at the same price as advance level elixirs. Not only that, but if one promised not to go to Feng Family’s pharmacies, they would get one free top-grade elixir with every purchase of five, and all lower, intermediate, and advance level elixirs were 20 percent off.

As soon as the news broke, the whole of Pu City was in an uproar. Almost everyone chose to go to the Mo Family’s elixir pharmacies because who wouldn’t want such a good deal? For a time, the Mo Family’s elixir pharmacies were packed with people, while the Feng Family’s had no customers at all.

The other major families and forces adopted a wait-and-see attitude towards this development, with only the Long Family siding with the Mo Family and the Jia Family siding with the Feng Family.

Early in the morning, Dugu Qianye and Mo Yin went to Qian Pavilion and found the butler. She took out the VIP card Qu Xiaotian had given her, briefly explained what the Mo Residence was doing, and then said, "This is the war between my Mo Family and the Feng Family. I hope Qian Pavilion can do us a favor."

The butler was a shrewd-looking old man. He glanced at the card in Dugu Qianye’s hand and said, "Miss Nine can rest assured, Qian Pavilion will not stand on the Feng Family’s side."

"Hehe, in that case, many thanks to Qian Pavilion," After saying this, Dugu Qianye and Mo Yin stood up to take their leave.

"Butler, the Mo Family’s actions will cause us great losses. Why are you still..." a servant asked, puzzled.

"The card in Miss Nine’s hand is the highest level VIP card, and only the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master each have three of them, which shows that she must have something that they value highly. If we now give them way, we can maintain good relations with them. The benefits that come with it are beyond what you, a young child, can see. Besides, they won’t last long like this, the Feng Family must be in complete disarray right now," the butler said leisurely as he sipped his tea.

As the Qian Pavilion butler had said, the Feng Family was now in total chaos.

"Dad, how could this happen? How could the Mo Family still have top-grade elixirs for sale?"

Feng Shuang rushed into the hall and immediately asked Feng Jianren, then noticed several of her uncles and brothers were also present.

"Are you sure Mo Feng was crippled?" Feng Jianren asked.

"I personally broke his meridians, I’m certain I crippled him," Feng Xue affirmed.

After some thought, Feng Jiang said, "I’m very confident in Xuer’s abilities, and we all saw Mo Feng being crippled at the time. Could it be that he’s been cured by someone?"

"Could these be elixirs Mo Feng concocted earlier? Or has another alchemist emerged from the Mo Family?" Feng Jianren’s older brother suggested.

"How easy do you think it is to become an alchemist? It was already quite rare for their Mo Family to have Mo Feng, to expect another one...?"

"Then let’s just wait and see what happens."

"That’s all we can do now."

As Dugu Qianye had predicted, a week later, the Feng Family’s capital chain broke, and they were forced to divert funds from their other industries to cover the shortfall. The Mo Family took advantage of this to pressure them further. The Feng Family was now teetering in the storm.

In the Feng Family’s Council Hall.

"Family Head, we should fight the Mo Family to the end!" Feng Yi said angrily.

"Exactly, we have so many Holy Beasts. If we just kill them directly, who would dare to say anything!" Feng Shuang agreed.

"We can’t hold out for even a week now. If we let the Mo Family pressure us any further, all of us will be left out in the cold."

"But the Pu City ordinance states no attacks may be initiated within the city."

"So what! Once we annex the Mo Family, we will be the first great aristocratic family in the Imperial Capital. Then, who would dare to object?"

Feng Jianren sat in the chief seat, sweeping his hand, he asked, "Big brother, has that old fogey Mo Zhenting really gone into seclusion, or is he not at the Mo Residence? Have you determined this for certain?"

"It’s been confirmed. He hasn’t been at the Mo Residence for over a decade. I didn’t expect the Mo Family to have deceived the outside world for so many years."

"With Mo Zhenting absent, the Mo Residence lacks the Phantom Venerable. The rest are but small fish, incapable of stirring up any winds or waves to our elder ancestor. I will go now and request our elder ancestor to come out of seclusion. In addition, gather all our people and notify the Jia Family to prepare to move against the Mo Residence. Since we can’t swallow them up through business, we will solve this with force."

In less than half a day, the people in the eastern district of Pu City saw all the disciples of the Feng Family, led by their Family Head, marching vehemently toward the Mo Residence. Passersby, in twos and threes, speculated whether Pu City was on the verge of dramatic change.

Outside the gate of the Mo Residence, the gatekeepers saw the people of both the Feng and Jia families coming from two different streets toward the Mo Residence and, in a hurry, ran inside to close the gates.

"Family Head, the people from the Feng and Jia Families are heading our way."

"Did you follow the instructions to close the gates?" Mo Chi inquired.

"The gates have already been closed," the Gatekeeper replied.

Mo Chi waved his hand and said, "Good, you may go down now."

After the Gatekeeper left, Mo Chi told the others in the hall, "Let’s go meet them."

A procession of people arrived at the front courtyard, and from a distance, they could hear the shouts and curses coming from the outside.

"Cowardly turtles, come out here right now!"

"Cowards."

"Let me smash their gate. Damn it all!"

Mo Chi made a sign to the Gatekeepers, and the two men immediately opened the gates; the Mo Family members walked out.

"Oh, look, the cowardly turtle has stuck out its head," a voice called out, causing a burst of raucous laughter.

Mo Chi glanced at the onlookers and, disregarding the mockery, faced Feng Jianren with a clasped hands greeting, "Family Head Feng, what is this about?"

"What does it look like?" Feng Jianren scoffed and said, "Mo Chi, I think we’ve made our intentions quite clear. Are you going to allow us to annex you peacefully? Or do we have to kill you all before taking over?"

"Really? You want to kill us? Let’s see if you have what it takes! Don’t end up biting off more than you can chew and losing all your teeth in the process!" Mo Chi replied with a similarly icy expression.

Hearing Mo Chi’s words, Feng Jianren laughed as if he’d heard a joke, "You’re not referring to your father who’s in seclusion, are you? Ha, we’re all aware now—your father hasn’t been in the Mo Residence for years. It’s quite the surprise you’ve managed to keep it hidden from the outside world for so long."

"No way! Is the old Family Head Mo really not in the Imperial Capital anymore?"

"It’s possible. The old Family Head Mo hasn’t shown his face for many years now—who secludes themselves for that long?"

"Exactly!"

"I also think it’s highly likely."

"Then the Mo Family really is in danger this time. The old ancestor of the Feng Family is allegedly a Level 3 Phantom Venerable. And the Jia Family’s old ancestor advanced to Phantom Venerable a couple of years ago too."