Supreme Emperor of Mist

"Farewell, Pharmacist Lu!" Luo Yiren personally sent Qin Lan out from the Medicine Manor after the purchase was settled. It was a hundred and twenty Flesh Foundation Pills in total, forty sets altogether.

He came across somebody familiar as he steps outside of the premises. But because Luo Yiren was accompanying him, Qin Lan did not turn around to clarify his suspicion.

From the clothing, it should be a female.

"Pharmacist Lu, if you're purchasing something peculiar again, feel free to show them my name token. Although Yiren wasn't a promising individual in this Fuyun City, my name still carries some weight around here." Luo Yiren reminded Qin Lan once more before they bid farewell.

"This surname Lu thanks Pharmacist Luo for your kindness. May we met again." Qin Lan bowed. To thank Luo Yiren for his generosity, Qin Lan smiled as he stuffed a bottle of medicinal pill into Luo Yiren's palm.

(Will there be a surprise again when we met in the future? I can't help but guess what kind of wondrous research he will bring up at that time)

Luo Yiren turned around, smiling.

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"Old Tao, pack these herbs for me, please!" Zhang Xue Yue slaps a piece of paper with over ten types of medicinal herbs on the table.

"Lady Xue Yue is here again? Did you ask for elder Luo Hao's permission before coming here?" old Tao teased Zhang Xue Yue. She was a regular client of their establishment even before she was a disciple of Dan-Xin Dwelling's owner, Eighth Elder Luo Hao.

"Old Tao, if you don't snitch on me, then nobody will know!" Zhang Xue Yue pouted.

"Lady Xue Yue, don't say old Tao is busybody, but if you keep shopping like this, I'm sure the Zhang Family is going to cry again." Old Tao shook his head when looking at Zhang Xue Yue's order.

After calculating the total, it was close to two thousand Flesh Foundation Pills. No wonder Old Tao shook his head the moment he's looking at her order.

Her order was processed quickly. Packed in two Qiankun Pouches, Zhang Xue Yue turned around and getting ready to leave.

"Assistant Manager! Assistant Manager!" Zhang Xue Yue called. But Luo Yiren seems to be too absorbed into the bottle in his hand as he ignores everyone else in his path.

"What's wrong with the Assistant Manager today?" Zhang Xue Yue asked Old Tao.

"I have no idea. Assistant Manager Luo was fine just now when talking to someone called Pharmacist Lu." Old Tao shrugged.

"Pharmacist Lu? Which Pharmacist Lu?" Zhang Xue Yue continued.

"How do I know which one? But he's an odd one. He's wearing a red cloak and black clothing like a martial artist. Also, there's an eye cover on him, as if he's trying to hide his identity from other people." Old Tao added.

"This odd? What he bought?" Zhang Xue Yue kept asking.

"Three types of poisonous medicinal herbs." Old Tao answered for the last time and went to attend to another client that just came in.

"Three poison plants... He better not be someone from the Evil Infant Sect!" Zhang Xue Yue narrowed her eyebrows as she left the Medicine Manor.

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"Thank you, shopkeeper." Qin Lan bought close to a hundred Flesh Foundation Pills worth of mixed carcasses from a hunter's store and left.

He came across a group of cultivators wearing the armband of (Le) on their arms when leaving the store.

"People from Le-Xin Dwelling?" Qin Lan casually followed them as he's somewhat curious about the identity of the young master taking the lead.

"Young master Feiyang, we're here." they entered a store nearby.

(What a coincidence... To think I actually stumble across this guy while I'm preparing something to teach him a lesson...)

Qin Lan smirked.

Looks like the enemy does meet one another in a narrow street.

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"Welcome to our Zhao Treasured Pavilion!" the female attendants greet Liu Feiyang and his fellow disciples the moment they entered the pavilion.

"Hahaha! Beauty, bring me around and show me all the new products you have today!" Liu Feiyang's perverted hand immediately fondle the female attendant's buttock when the opportunity arises. It almost left a stream of tears on the attendant after being violated by Liu Feiyang shamelessly.

(A**hole. I'll make sure to cripple your hand when I'm teaching you guys a lesson)

Qin Lan walked around, keeping them in his eyes as he checked out the wares sold inside the Zhao Treasured Pavilion. A few of them even feel familiar to him as they're something he made in his free time to fulfill his promises with Zhao Mei.

(To think that a few of the Offensive Treasures I made is on display here...)

Qin Lan stares at a Precelestial Realm Huang-Grade, (Full) Offensive Treasure on the wall. It was an imitation version of his Qiankun Golden Sword.

(Two thousand Flesh Foundation Pills... Should I be proud or laugh at myself for making fun of my own incomplete treasure?)

"I'm sorry, sir. From this point onward, only people with invitation can enter." the guards stopped Qin Lan from going to the upper floor.

"Oh? There's something like this here?" Qin Lan embarrassedly takes a step back from offending the guards. But it seems that his action caught Liu Feiyang's eyes as that guy turned and approached Qin Lan.

"Looks like this brother is interested with the second floor's merchandise. How about this? Call me big brother, then I'll consider bringing you along with me?" Liu Feiyang came down with his fellow disciples and surrounded Qin Lan.

"Look... Liu Feiyang found a target again. What an unlucky guy..." some guest of the Zhao Treasured Pavilion pitied Qin Lan for getting picked by Liu Feiyang.

"Not interested." Qin Lan turned around and left. But before he managed to take a step further, two of the six disciples following Liu Feiyang placed their hand on Qin Lan's shoulder to stop him from leaving.

"Did we say you can leave?" they said.

"Then? What you want?" Qin Lan continued. He slapped their hands away from his shoulder as he finished his sentence.

"How dare you show an attitude in front of me! Brothers, teach him a lesson!" Liu Feiyang laughed and ordered the others to take action.

(Oh no! Did he not value his life anymore?)

(He's going to die! Who is this fool? To retaliate against Cloud Plucking Sect's disciple in public!)

The other guests of the pavilion opened their eyes wide as they look at Qin Lan retaliating against the group of hooligans from Cloud Plucking Sect.

"Zaiyun Fist Art!" they attacked.

"Humph!" Qin Lan harumph once.

"Golden Lord's Holy Fist!" Qin Lan's swift blow immediately caused destruction inside the Zhao Treasured Pavilion.

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