Chapter 92

After returning to Jiangnan University City, Song Shuhang did not immediately look for Zhao Yayaya. Instead, he first went to the five-story building that the Medicine Master had purchased.

He was still holding the black briefcase from the Sect Leader, which likely contained the four rare Chinese medicines that the Sect Leader had bought. If Zhao Yayaya were to discover these herbs in the briefcase, Song Shuhang would be in deep trouble—no, even jumping into the Pacific Ocean wouldn't clear his name.

At that point, Zhao Yayaya would definitely call Song's mother, and the next day, Song's mother would fly to Jiangnan University City.

Moreover, who knew what other terrifying or misleading things might be in the Sect Leader's briefcase?

Without dealing with this briefcase first, how could he face Zhao Yayaya?

Since he had the key, Shuhang opened the door and went straight to the third floor. There, he found the Medicine Master squatting in a corner, playing with his phone, with no sign of Jiang Ziyun.

"Senior, are you busy?" Shuhang walked over to the Medicine Master and asked.

The Medicine Master had been busy improving the body-tempering liquid ever since he arrived in Jiangnan University City, and he had never been seen idle. It was rare to see him resting today.

"Hey, Shuhang is back." The Medicine Master didn't even look up, his fingers moving rapidly on the screen.

"What are you playing?" Shuhang leaned in to take a look.

Then, he felt completely deflated.

The Medicine Master was stealing vegetables from other people's farms. On his list of friends for stealing vegetables, Shuhang could see names like True Monarch Huangshan, Northern River's Loose Cultivator, Xuan Nu Sect's Skylark, Wandering Monk Tongxuan, and other familiar figures from the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group,' all of whom were well-known seniors in the group.

There were also IDs like the Three Seas and Five Islands Sect Leader, the Second Cave Lord of the Yanglong Sect, the Deputy Sect Leader of the Seven Stars Fist Sect, and others that clearly belonged to cultivators.

I wonder... are all the seniors in the cultivation world bored out of their minds lately? So many of them are spending their time on the farm-stealing game?

Your disciples will cry, you know!

Your sect leaders will cry, you know!

"Done, that Northern River guy even set up an automatic vegetable-harvesting plugin, but what's the use? I set up an alarm clock long ago and stole all his vegetables in a matter of minutes. He's too naive; the speed of harvesting with a plugin can't compare to my hand speed!" The Medicine Master said proudly to Song Shuhang.

Senior... if you practiced typing more, it would be better, wouldn't it?

"Also, Shuhang, let me tell you, don't be like a miser and just hoard gold coins. When you have enough money, upgrade your land level; this way, the vegetables will mature faster. Sharpening the axe doesn't delay the chopping of wood!" The Medicine Master said earnestly to Song Shuhang.

"..." Song Shuhang didn't know what expression to use to respond to the senior.

"Right, what did you come to me for?" The Medicine Master finally got to the point.

Song Shuhang nodded silently, placing the black briefcase on the coffee table and said, "I want to ask Senior to help me check if there are any traps or such in this briefcase. I obtained this briefcase from the Sect Leader after killing the Claw Mark Beast. Since he is an evil path ghost cultivator, I dare not open this briefcase easily."

"You're thinking about this, which is very good," the Medicine Master nodded. Being bold and meticulous, Song Shuhang had many strengths. In terms of personality, Shuhang was very suitable for the cultivation path. The only regret was that he was a bit older, having lost the innate true qi he was born with.

If he could have been exposed to the cultivation world earlier... but there are no such 'ifs' in the world.

The Medicine Master took the black briefcase and pressed his right palm on it.

"Indeed, there are some small tricks, but they can't fool me." He chuckled, and his right palm emitted true qi.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of glass breaking came from the black briefcase, and there were faint, shrill ghostly cries...

"Done, you can open it now." The Medicine Master handed the briefcase back to Shuhang.

Shuhang reached out and opened the black briefcase.

What met his eyes were stacks of neatly arranged red bills, with each stack containing 100,000, totaling seven stacks. Another stack was divided into nine smaller stacks and some loose bills, which were likely the amounts the Sect Leader had used recently.

In total, there were about 800,000 red bills. 800,000 in the bank might just be a string of numbers, but seeing the cash stacked in front of him was quite visually impactful.

When Song Shuhang saw the full stack of red bills, he felt a bit disappointed.

He thought that, given the Sect Leader's status, the briefcase he carried would definitely contain some good things from the cultivation world. But it turned out to be just a pile of red bills...

The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Song Shuhang took a deep breath. Well, red bills are red bills. He was short of money recently—next, he planned to find a well-equipped gym nearby to train and buy various fitness equipment. Additionally, to ensure his qi and blood were sufficient, he needed to maintain a high-quality diet.

Thinking about it this way, 800,000 seemed quite good. Just like in games, even if killing a higher-level boss doesn't yield good equipment, it will definitely give you enough gold.

The Medicine Master smiled lightly and reminded him, "Little friend, don't let the money of the mundane world blind you. This small amount of money will be plentiful once you successfully establish your foundation. This money is just a cover to mislead people. The real treasure is under the money, in a hidden compartment in the briefcase."

"Hidden compartment?" Song Shuhang quickly emptied all the money and indeed found a partition at the bottom of the briefcase, which would be easily overlooked if not examined carefully.

Song Shuhang's heart immediately brightened!

He reached out and lifted the partition, revealing many small bottles, about the size of a pack of gum. There were fourteen small bottles in total, in red and blue. There was also a metal box about the size of an A5 book.

He first took out the blue bottles and asked, "Senior, are there any tricks on these bottles?"

"Rest assured, all the small tricks in the briefcase have been cleared by me." The Medicine Master stylishly shook his head, and his dense, spiky braids and various cute decorations on them collided, making a crisp sound.

What a hairstyle worthy of ridicule!

Song Shuhang tightened his face to avoid laughing in front of the Medicine Master—perhaps the Medicine Master Senior really liked this hairstyle. If he mocked it, what if the Medicine Master got angry?

There were more blue bottles, a total of twelve. He opened one and looked inside.

He saw a black, sticky liquid inside, accompanied by a foul smell: "Body-tempering liquid?!"

The color and smell were unmistakably body-tempering liquid!

The Medicine Master sniffed and replied, "Yes, and it's the un-simplified version of the body-tempering liquid, with a quality that is still acceptable. Once you have practiced for a month and your physical strength has been sufficiently enhanced, you can take this old version of the body-tempering liquid. It has stronger medicinal power, one dose is equivalent to three doses of the simplified version you are currently using."

"Perfect timing! Senior Northern River once reminded me that even if all the herbs given to me by Feather Soft were refined into body-tempering liquid, they might not be enough for me to establish my foundation. Now, with this batch of body-tempering liquid, it should be enough for me to use until I establish my foundation, right?" Shuhang smiled.

"Enough, and even some will be left over," the Medicine Master replied.

Some will be left over? This is great news.

Then, Shuhang opened a red bottle.

The red bottle contained small pills, a total of eleven. When he opened it, a medicinal fragrance wafted out. Another red bottle contained fifteen pills.

"Senior, what kind of pills are these?" Song Shuhang asked.

The Medicine Master sniffed and then his expression became strange as he replied, "Qi and Blood Pills, and their quality is acceptable!"