Chapter Eighty-One: People in Jianghu

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  Dahui Ding, a spiritual product of the lower level, made from thousand-year-old fine steel, with a deep and rich glaze. The outside of the ding is carved with vivid and lifelike patterns of feasting and drinking, while the inside of the belly of the ding subtly conceals a refined and high-level talisman. This talisman can draw the power of the blazing sun from the sky, catalyzing the emergence of fiery flames that blaze like the sun.

  Having this tripod has a greater guarantee for the purity and success rate of refining Dan medicine. So he is afraid that others from other factions will rush to buy it first, so he comes early.

  "Bad luck." Jiang Chen raised his head high, patted his three-piece pharmacist's robe, and strode into the Dan Pavilion.

  Huo Yingfan's face sank and he glared fiercely at Chen Mo.

  A chill killing intent came rushing over, Chen Mo let out a cold snort, ignoring it, and calmly walked into the Dan Pavilion.

  At the moment, the grand hall of Danbi Pavilion is not like an ordinary medicine pavilion, but a Tian Gang Seven Star arrangement, forming a unique pattern. Each star position has items of different grades placed on it, and at this time, three-star positions are surrounded by a group of people. Seeing no one paying attention to him, he shrugged his shoulders and quietly waited on the side.

  Xuan Gui Xiao Ba rushed in as soon as he entered the door, smelled the fragrance of medicine, and couldn't wait to rush to each star position. There are many delicious ones!

  In the ancient temple, Gu Yue stood with an air of quiet confidence. His hair was a dark brown, his physique lean and wiry, and his eyes seemed to hold a deep intensity that occasionally flashed with a sharp light. On his dark blue robes, four clusters of flame patterns danced, symbolizing his formidable cultivation. He listened calmly, a gentle smile on his face.

  Jiang Chen saw someone had already arrived, and with a proud attitude, he quickly rushed into the crowd. Except for Daoxuan Sect's Lin Junqian who hadn't come, Tiangang Sect's Qiu Xiong and the imperial family's Ye Lianxiang were all present.

  All major sects and royal families will send their core disciples with alchemy talent to Changchun Valley, where they can grow into the best pharmacists.

  Qiu Xiong of the Tian Gua Sect, eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, eagle shoulders and wolf eyes, exuded an aura of ferocity as he walked. His hands clasped his chest, his eyes gleaming like copper bells, staring intently at the large tripod, for having arrived in Changchun Valley for only a short time, he wanted to rely on the power of this tripod to rise from a second-grade alchemist to a third-grade alchemist and refine third-grade elixirs.

  "Old Master Gu Yue, I'll give you a million gold coins for it. If not, name your price." Qi Xiong patted his chest with a loud thud, making a hollow sound, and spoke in an arrogant tone.

  Ye Lianxiang's charming eyes were like silk, her proud demeanor was naturally born, and her momentum was not inferior to Qiu Xiong. She pulled out a stack of gold tickets from the slaves behind her and shook them: "Hmph! What's so great about the Tianxia Sect? Doesn't our imperial family have gold tickets?"

  Then, with a sudden drop in tone, soft and gentle: "Elder Guoyue, you also know that Lianxiang traveled thousands of miles to come to Changchun Valley to learn alchemy. The royal family's elder is eagerly awaiting my success. I'm currently trying to refine the fourth-grade elixir, Qingbi Dan. You see..."

  Living up to the reputation of a royal princess, she is cunning and eloquent, knowing how to strike at the vital point, showing everywhere that this trip is important to her. As for money, will the imperial family be short of it?

  Jiang Chen listened to Ye Lianxiang's words, and the gloomy eyes also showed a hint of sharpness: "Princess Ye, you also know that I just refined the third-grade elixir, Nourishing Pulse Dan. The quality still needs to be improved, but you can generously give it to me. With the strength of both of us, finding a good cauldron is not an easy task, is it?"

  Qiu Xiong also wasn't simple: "Jiang Chen, don't think we're fools, the wealth of the Xuan Huang Sect isn't bad either."

  Everyone has a sentence, with a good face, but secretly sinister. Chen Mo listened to the dark laughter, however, the Tian Gang Sect, which dominates all the highlands and mountains of the Great Wind Country, is rich in minerals and produces some rare crystals, making it quite wealthy, and its financial resources are not inferior to those of the royal family.

  A truly wealthy person, with a gold ticket worth tens of thousands of taels stored in his ring. The Bright and Clear Heavenly Secret urgently needs a mid-grade spiritual product to merge and supplement, but unfortunately, the method has not yet been settled.

  Guoyue Xiao, the old man of the Guo State, chuckled and said: "Alright, alright, no need to argue. This tripod will probably be awarded as a prize to the winning pharmacist at the Changchun Valley Pharmacist Competition."

  He suddenly glanced at Chen Mo and heard about yesterday's incident. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he ordered a low-ranking guard to go and summon him.

  Everyone who heard such news could only give up and leave with a sullen face. When they came out, they all saw Chen Mo standing in Yixing's position, negotiating with Yaoguang.

  At the sight of that grey cloak, Qiu Xiong burst out laughing: "When did Changchun Valley ever have such an unrefined character?"

  Ye Lianxiang glanced at Chen Mo's low-grade cloak, her red lips curled up, and her beauty mole slightly jumped. She sarcastically said, "I'm someone brought by Master Mu, so you should watch your words, Jiu Xiong, don't make Master Mu unhappy."

  Qiu Xiong had always admired Mu Lingwei. In private, he made it clear that anyone who dared to fawn over her would be killed directly.

  "Hmm, I saw that kid climbing the cliff of the Hanging Temple yesterday, and he just came down this morning." Huo Ying added fuel to the fire with his malicious thoughts.

  The provocative words thoroughly enraged Qiu Xiong, his eyes wide with anger and killing intent. If it weren't for the fact that fighting was not allowed in the Dan Yun Pavilion, he would have punched this little brat's head to pieces.

  Chen Mo naturally knew that he had injured Fang Yingzhuo, a fellow clansman from the valley, and that they would definitely cause trouble and retaliate. He had long been prepared in his heart and was waiting for all kinds of provocations at any time.

  Things have their own lightness and heaviness, slowness and urgency.

  "I've come to collect the materials for three Small Gathering Spirit Pills." Chen Mo calmly and composedly took out the jade slip with five flame patterns from his sleeve and handed it over to Yixing.

  A low, snickering sound spread out, and Qiu Xiong directly puffed out his chest and belly with a loud laugh, thinking to himself, "This kind of person can also catch Mu Lingwei's eye? Not even worth a glance."

  Under the gaze of everyone, the jade tablet in his hand shone brightly, and the five clusters of flames scorched every pair of eyes, the laughter stopping abruptly.

  The supreme badge of the pharmacist, which allows him to go anywhere unimpeded and makes others obey his command, is a glory and privilege that only fifth-grade pharmacists have, yet it's in this kid's hands.

  "Wait a minute, I'll go to the warehouse to look for it. Do you need anything else? With this jade token, you can take whatever items you want." Yaoguang was relatively polite, but he felt that the jade token in his hand was scorching hot. Why did Master Mu give this worthless kid such a valuable item? And why use this token to take such cheap materials? It's really incomprehensible.

  Chen Mo was surprised that Yu Jian had such great authority, but a gentleman takes wealth in a proper way. He shook his head and said, "I just want this material. By the way, how do I get to the northwest corner of Dingzhong? I want to go pick out a tripod to use."

  Even Yaoguang was stunned, and he stared blankly in one direction, pointing.

  Gu Yue Xiao, still in the third position, furrowed his brow, puzzled and perplexed. Why go to Dingzhuang when there were plenty of low-grade tripods in Danbioge that could be used for practice? It was common knowledge that the tripods inside Longchun Valley's Dingzhuang were all discarded by alchemists, either broken or incomplete. People only went there to throw away tripods, never to pick up broken ones to try their hand at it.

  Those stifled snickers burst into a cacophony. Ye Lianxiang almost couldn't hold back her laughter, covering her mouth just in time.

  Jiang Chen sneered softly and considered whether or not he should go watch the commotion.

  "Losing face in public, even I feel ashamed. Why don't you, Master Qiu, save the situation for us? Haha..." The mocking and disdainful voices echoed.

  Chen Mo stood with his ears closed and his face calm, standing patiently in a corner waiting for the materials of the Xiao Ju Ling Dan.

  As soon as the materials were obtained, Chen Mo beckoned silently and walked out of Dan Yun Ge without looking back, heading in the direction of Ding Zhong. The little eight who had been wandering around the various star positions, reluctant to leave, followed closely behind him.

  Qiu Xiong nodded to his subordinate, Tuobo, who had a scar on his face. Tuobo followed Chen Mo's footsteps.

  Chen Mo traversed more than half of the Long Spring Valley and finally found the Dingzhong in the northwest corner, which was different from the lush and thriving scene of other places in the valley. It looked desolate and dilapidated, a vast expanse of desolation.

  Chen Mo gazed at the desolate scene before him, letting out a bitter laugh. There were indeed many tripods, piled up like mountains. However, each of those tripods was covered in dust, with copper rust spots all over, and they looked utterly dilapidated.

  "Are you Chen Mo?" The gloomy words carried a chill killing intent and came from behind Chen Mo.

  "Whoosh..."

  A tall black shadow came rushing from afar, its agile body like a leopard's, leaning forward, with each push and rush, the distance of hundreds of feet was reduced to less than ten feet in just a few breaths.

  "Hmph, Fang Yingzhuo and his gang of trash can't even beat this poor kid. The younger generation of Changchun Valley is really disappointing. Watch me, Tuoba Mu, take care of you."

  The newcomer's speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly jumped high into the air.

  "Strength can move mountains"

  With a loud roar, Tuoba Mu took another step forward from three zhang away, his robust body charging straight at Chen Mo.

  Blast!

  A loud explosion shook the air around, and in an instant, a fierce gale swept through, with waves of air rolling over.

  Fierce and powerful, like a sudden rainstorm, Chen Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes. With a swift motion, he shot out like an arrow, leaving behind a trail of residual shadows. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Tuoba Mu, lifted his foot, and kicked with all his might.

  Plop!

  Tuoba Mu, who was already in a state of momentum, stumbled and couldn't stop himself. His face was facing downwards, and he dragged out a long horizontal mark on the ground, scraping his face against the dirt.

  "There's no need to be so polite to me, please get up quickly." Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation caused by his own foot.

  "You little beast, I'll tear you apart."

  Tuoba Mu, covered in blood, struggled to his feet, his neck bright red with shame and anger. As a fifth-tier Spiritual Master, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

  Roaring like a beast, he let out a shrill cry. The mysterious energy inside him burst forth, accompanied by the sharp whistling sound of piercing the air, as two foot-long razor-sharp blades shot out and swiftly swung towards Chen Mo.

  Troubles will follow wherever you go. Is it bad luck or good luck?

  Recently I've come to realize the profound meaning of Yu Jian's Thunder Fist, but lacking in actual combat experience. Now that this challenger has come seeking to humiliate me, isn't it a good opportunity to hone my martial skills?

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