Zhou Qu had been in a terribly foul mood these few days. After losing four bottles of Xi Spirit Pills to Ye Qingtang in front of everyone, he was ridiculed by quite a few senior and junior brothers.
In the many years that he set up the arena, it was still Zhou Qu's first time losing big time to a new disciple.
Losing four bottles of Xi Spirit Pills at once plus the bottle he gave Lu Xiuwen, he barely profited from the new disciples this year. How were the additional two to three bottles enough for him to make it through this year?
Zhou Qu knew that his natural endowment was not outstanding enough; thus, he squeezed his brain juice to use dishonest means and obtain Xi Spirit Pills in order to support himself in ranking in the first thousand in the outer sect.
However, he did not expect to meet such a cursed Ye Qingtang this year who messed up all his plans.