The city Jun Changxiao wanted to go to was called Lin Yuan City.
The scale of this city was still alright in the Upper Realm. It was closest to the Aeon Immortal Mountain, only five to six thousand kilometers away. With the speed-type martial artist Su Xiaomo as an example, he could reach it in a few days.
On the way to Lin Yuan City, he would pass by Still Water Town, so Jun Changxiao brought two disciples in to see if there were any herbs and seeds he needed in the market.
"Smack!"
Swaggering into the general store, Gou Sheng slapped the list he had written on the table and said arrogantly, "Do you have these herbs?"
The shopkeeper raised his head and immediately felt that the young man in front of him looked a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
He had seen him before.
But they didn't talk.
Because Gou Sheng had sneaked away at that time, and his heart had been hit by the new world to the point that he was singing fairy tales alone in a deserted alley.
"Dear customer."
The shopkeeper carefully looked at the herbs listed on the list and said, "Do you want one of each? Or … "
"I want as many as you have!"
With more than eight million magnetite in his pocket, Gou Sheng's back was very straight.
"This …"
The shopkeeper was a little hesitant.
"What's wrong?" Jun Changxiao raised his eyebrows and said, "You think I don't have money?"
In this kind of situation, the shopkeeper would definitely disdain and ridicule the protagonist from all sides. After all, it was difficult for the face-slapping plot to unfold.
"Dear customer, I …"
"Don't waste time. I want as many of the herbs listed on the list as you have in your store."
"This …"
The shopkeeper walked out of the counter and said respectfully, "Please follow me, dear customer."
Under his lead, Jun Changxiao came to a large warehouse guarded by many guards. Not only was there a strong smell of herbs inside, there were also all kinds of herbs stored inside.
"This small store has a total of six hundred thousand catties of the Celestial Emperor Grass you want, a total of one hundred and sixty thousand stalks of the Jade Heaven Armor Root, and four hundred thousand Nine Cauldron Spiritual Fish Fruits …"
"Wait a minute!"
Jun Changxiao hurriedly interrupted and said, "Why does a general store have so many high-end herbs?"
High-end?
The shopkeeper tried hard to hold back his laughter and said, "Although there are many kinds of herbs, they are all common herbs in the market."
"…"
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched violently.
Heaven's Fate, Jade Firmament, and Nine Cauldrons. Just from the names alone, one could tell that they were very awesome. In the end, in a general store that didn't specialize in medicinal herbs, the prices were at least a few dozen catties and several hundred thousand RMB. Did they have to be so exaggerated?!
"Sir."
The manager continued, "I've already made a rough calculation. If you wish to purchase all of the required herbs, you will need to pay at least thirty million profound stones."
Jun Changxiao leaned against the wall with one hand and howled in his heart, "Shouldn't the plot be about me using money to slap the shopkeeper's face? Why did it become the shopkeeper slapping my face in the end?"
"You're not going to act cool anymore?"
The System said, "You're not going to show off anymore, right?"
When Jun Changxiao came to Still Water Town again, he was not only shocked but also slapped in the face. Because it was unrealistic for him to buy all the medicinal materials in the grocery store with his limited assets.
Forget it, forget it.
Gou Sheng shook his head and said: "Give me fifty thousand catties of these medicinal ingredients in your store by catty and fifty thousand in quantity."
"Alright."
The manager said: "Please wait a moment."
Jun Changxiao asked again: "Do you have the seeds of these medicinal ingredients?"
Although the materials needed for the Transformation Pill could be easily bought, he still hoped that the medicine hall would be responsible for planting them. The reason was that it would save money and the effects would be better than the ones on the market. Most importantly … he couldn't let them be idle!
"Yes."
"Fifty thousand of each."
This time, Gou Sheng didn't ostentatiously ask for all of them. He was afraid that he would be brought to another warehouse where he would open the door and see all kinds of medicinal ingredients and seeds.
"Sir."
After everything was prepared, the manager said with a smile: "Including the medicinal ingredients and seeds, the total is five hundred thousand profound stones."
"Here."
Jun Changxiao casually tossed over the spatial ring containing the profound stones. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Ziji sent a sound transmission: "Patriarch, Junior Brother Ye is fighting with a child!"
… …
At the center of the town, in a rather spacious plaza.
Ye Xingchen stood proudly, and a young man about eleven or twelve years old stood a hundred feet away from him.
The martial artists gathered around were whispering to each other.
"This guy pulled a long face as soon as he came to town, as if everyone owes him money. He really deserves a beating."
"He's a guest from afar, so we shouldn't lower ourselves to his level. Why did he have to provoke a spirit child from Hengyun Academy?"
Hengyun Academy.
It was a martial arts organization in Still Water Town that taught children between the ages of three and twelve.
When Jun Changxiao came here for the first time, many of the children he met would undergo martial arts training here for a short period of time.
Why was it short? Because in the martial arts system of the Upper Realm, three to twelve years old was the best time to cultivate martial arts. If one's aptitude was good, they could go to a higher Wu Tang Academy to further their studies. If one's aptitude was average, they could only go home and herd sheep.
The child in front of Ye Xingchen was called Sun Mucheng, a student of Hengyun Academy. His physique, aptitude, and other aspects were the strongest, so he was called a spirit child.
"Mucheng is a rare genius in our town, and he is the most likely to enter Lin Yuan Wu Tang Academy. Wouldn't it be easy to abuse him?"
A school was set up in the town, and a Wu Tang Academy was set up in the city. Those who could enter were definitely outstanding.
"Tsk."
Hearing the private discussions of the crowd, Ye Xingchen sneered.
When he first came to Still Water Town, he was indeed shocked when he saw that some three to five-year-old children had the cultivation of a Martial Disciple, but he absolutely did not believe that a ten-year-old child could defeat him. What's more, this was only a town.
In fact, if it were not for Jun Changxiao's reminder, Ah Niu would not deliberately find trouble, but since he knew and was looked down upon by the Patriarch, he must use his strength to prove himself!
Night Emperor.
Cannot be humiliated!
"Hey."
Sun Mucheng raised his eyebrows and said impatiently, "I still have to go home to eat. If you want to fight, then hurry up and start."
"Come on."
Ye Xingchen put one hand behind his back and said, "I'll let you use one hand."
"Uncle, you should use both hands. I don't want to get the reputation of bullying the old." Sun Mucheng said.
"Less nonsense."
Ye Xingchen said, "Make your move!"
"Okay, okay, since you insist on using one hand, then I will …" Sun Mucheng's eyes suddenly became cold, and then he rushed over and said, "Get serious!"
"Boom — — —"
The airwaves roared out, rolling up the dust on the ground.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Ye Xingchen crossed his arms and retreated until he retreated more than ten steps. He said with a shocked face, "Peak Wu Sheng?"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sun Mucheng rushed over once again, displaying a simple and unadorned move, instantly forming an intricate and complicated fist shadow.
Jun Changxiao, who had rushed over early, praised, "This little guy is a good seedling."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the fighting area, Ye Xingchen used various martial arts of the sect to dissolve the various fist shadows. At first, he was fine, but after dozens of moves, he could only stagger back.
"Whoosh!"
Sun Mucheng rose in the air and kicked hard with the back of his foot.
Ye Xingchen, who was already very embarrassed, couldn't dodge at all. He could only choose to take it with his arm, but with a "bang", he retreated dozens of steps and almost sat on the ground.
"Thud!"
Sun Mucheng floated to the ground and shook his head, "No more fighting, no more fighting. You are no match for me."
After that, he left.
The onlookers also left after a simple conversation.
Although this battle was very short, they had already determined from the process that the outsider was absolutely suppressed by Sun Mucheng.
"Junior Brother Ye!"
Xiao Ziji came over.
Ye Xingchen lowered his head and his hands trembled slightly. Maybe it was caused by the frequent attacks just now.
"Impossible … Impossible …"
A hoarse voice came out of Ah Niu's mouth, and the arrogant temperament was completely replaced by decadence.
He thought that the Patriarch was joking, but when this scene happened, he realized that he couldn't even beat a child. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Xingchen was in a hurry to go home for dinner, he would have been beaten down.
"Don't be discouraged."
Jun Changxiao came over and patted Ah Niu's shoulder, encouraging him. "You can't beat a teenager, but you can beat an eight, nine, six or seven year old."
"You heard."
The System said, "Did you hear it?"
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