NOVEL NEXT Ch. 14
Chapter 14: Full-Team Sales—Dig Herbs for Me!
“Pills! Pills! Are there any left?”
“President, have today’s shares all been given out? I haven’t gotten mine yet!”
“Yeah, that’s right! We just finished our Sect Mission and came back—how are they already gone?”
Inside the Chores Courtyard, Chu Feng’s high platform was surrounded so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak through.
In just one day, the Mass Edition Qi Nourishing Pill V1.1 had become the most sought-after hard currency across the entire outer sect and the Chores Courtyard.
Although the thing looked terrible, was heavily laced with pill poison, and required half a day of meditation to neutralize the chaotic spiritual energy after consuming one, no one could resist it—it was free, and there was no limit!
“Family members, don’t panic, don’t squeeze!”
Standing on the platform, Chu Feng shouted hoarsely, “Pills! We have plenty! The production line is working overtime to ensure that every family member gets their share!”
But in his heart, he was silently groaning.
Damn it, miscalculated.
He had seriously underestimated the desperate hunger these lower-tier cultivators had for pills.
Five thousand pills a day sounded impressive at first.
But when divided among more than two hundred ravenous members, each person only got about twenty per day.
That amount, for cultivators who practically treated pills as their daily meals, was like a drop in the bucket.
Even worse, another problem had just surfaced.
“President!”
Leng Yanran’s cold, clear voice came from the back of the crowd. She squeezed to the front, her expression dark. “We’ve got a problem.”
“What problem?”
Chu Feng’s heart sank.
“The medicinal ingredients.”
Leng Yanran’s words were concise. “The batch of low-grade herbs we collected from the Pill Pavilion has all been used up. I just went to apply for more, but the steward said this month’s quota is finished. We’ll have to wait until next month.”
The moment she said that, the crowd exploded.
“What? No more herbs?”
“Then what about our pills?”
“It’s over—it’s over! Our good days are ending after just one day?”
Panic spread rapidly.
This makeshift team’s cohesion was entirely built on “pill benefits.”
Once the supply of pills was cut off, the consequences would be disastrous.
Chu Feng’s brows furrowed tightly.
That bastard steward from the Pill Pavilion must have done it on purpose! He was clearly trying to choke off Chu Feng’s operation!
There was no relying on the sect now. Buy herbs himself?
Forget herbs—he couldn’t even afford a steamed bun with the few spirit stones he had left.
What now?
He couldn’t possibly declare bankruptcy right after founding his “company,” could he?
Chu Feng’s brain worked furiously, countless business cases from his previous life flashing through his mind.
Broken capital chains, raw material shortages, supplier chokeholds… all standard challenges.
Then, suddenly—he got it!
His eyes lit up.
He remembered how, in his past life, a certain tech giant had mobilized all its employees to collect map data.
Each worker carried a GPS device and rode bicycles across the entire city in what was later called a “glorious chapter” in corporate history.
We don’t have money for herbs—but we do have people!
“Family members! Quiet down!”
Chu Feng slammed the table, his voice booming like thunder, drowning out all noise.
He looked down at the anxious, fearful faces—not to comfort them, but instead, with a mysterious smile.
“Who said we’re out of herbs?”
The crowd froze.
“Have you all forgotten where we are?”
Chu Feng spread his arms wide, his tone soaring. “We of Qingyun Sect, stand upon hundreds of miles of continuous mountain ranges—the Qingyun Mountains! A vast, inexhaustible treasure trove!”
“The Pill Pavilion won’t give us herbs? Then we’ll go pick them ourselves!”
The moment those words landed, the crowd erupted in whispers.
“Go to the mountains to pick herbs? That’s dangerous—there are beasts there!”
“Yeah, and we don’t even know herbs! What if we pick the wrong ones?”
“That’s too much of a waste of time. A whole day of gathering herbs won’t even make up for the time lost from cultivation.”
Most of them instantly backed down.
To them, venturing into a monster-infested mountain just to gather low-grade herbs wasn’t worth the risk or effort.
“I know what you’re all worried about.”
Chu Feng seemed to have predicted their reactions. “Danger? Waste of time? In our Ascension Group, such things are not problems!”
He cleared his throat and began what he did best—launching a new business model.
“I hereby announce that, starting today, Ascension Group officially initiates the ‘Nationwide Treasure Hunt: Points-for-Pills Strategic Plan!’”
“From now on, all members may freely form teams and head into the back mountain to collect herbs! We don’t need you to recognize rare herbs. You have only one mission—anything that looks remotely like a herb, bring it back!”
“The herbs you collect will be personally identified and sorted by our CPO, Senior Sister Leng! Based on the type and value, you’ll earn corresponding Contribution Points!”
“What are these points for?”
Chu Feng’s eyes gleamed. “They’re worth a lot! Contribution Points will be the sole hard currency within our Group!”
“They can be exchanged not only for our Mass Edition Qi Nourishing Pills, but in the future also for Elite Edition Pills, custom magic tools, and even one-on-one cultivation guidance personally from me!”
“The more herbs you collect, the more points you gain! The more points you have, the higher your status within the Group, and the greater the benefits you’ll enjoy!”
“You will no longer be mere receivers of pills—you will become a crucial part of our production chain! You are our suppliers! Our partners!”
“Family members! Take action! That untouched back mountain is our Group’s first gold mine—our collective treasure! Whoever digs more, prospers first!”
“This is what I call the path where the wealthy lead the others to prosperity—achieving common wealth together!”
His speech was dazzling and impassioned.
Those who had been hesitant or fearful found their eyes gradually changing.
They shifted from the mindset of “forced laborers picking herbs” to “pioneers seeking fortune.”
The concept of “Contribution Points” especially gave them a brand-new, exciting path upward—more motivating than merely receiving free pills.
“I’m in!”
Zhang Daniu once again was the first to respond, thumping his chest hard. “Picking herbs, eh? I’m strong—I can carry a whole sack! President, I’m going right now!”
“I’ll go too! I’m from the mountains—I know several kinds of herbs!”
“Count me in! Forming teams—five-man squads! Need a tank to take hits, anyone?”
The crowd instantly ignited.
Better to rely on oneself than others!
Rather than sit here waiting for the supply to dry up, why not take matters into their own hands—earn their keep and rack up points while they’re at it!
Watching the members’ enthusiasm rise as they formed teams and prepared to rush into the mountains, Chu Feng smiled with deep satisfaction.
Once again, he had turned a crisis into an opportunity.
Not only had he solved the raw material issue, but he had also introduced the points system, firing up every member’s motivation and tying them even tighter to his cause.
Beside him, Leng Yanran stood in complete astonishment.
She looked at Chu Feng as though she were staring at a monster.
Just what went on inside this man’s mind?
Every problem, when it reached his hands, turned into a new, irresistible “business model” within a few sentences.
Now, she finally began to understand why Chu Feng had called her merely a “product officer.”
Because the man before her—he dealt not in products, but in people’s hearts.