Chapter 6

After setting up the array for two hours, Ye Tong's depleted primordial energy was replenished. His current cultivation level was too weak, which actually saved a lot of time. Saving someone was like putting out a fire, and the old lady of the Zhang family was in critical condition. He had already received the benefits, so he directly chose to refine the Universal Antidote for the second time.

In the end.

Ye Tong successfully refined the Universal Antidote at the moment his primordial energy was exhausted again.

"Take good care of it."

Zhang Pinsou, with a complex expression, put away the Universal Antidote and sincerely thanked him. He now deeply regretted why he chose to stand by and watch when the Yin-Yang old monster Mu Wutian set fire to the Precious Medicine Shop. If he had participated in the firefighting, not only could he have preserved the favor from that noble person, but he could also have formed a good relationship with Ye Tong.

A golden scale is not a creature of the pond.

He had seen countless people in his lifetime and seemed to already see a world-shaking genius about to emerge. In the future, this person might become someone even he would need to look up to.

Unfortunately.

There are thousands of medicines in the world, but there is no medicine for regret.

Zhang Pinsou left with his daughter, harboring deep regret in his heart.

Ye Tong stood by the alchemy furnace, gazing at the breathtakingly beautiful Mu Qianlan, his heart calm and unruffled. He asked, "The Zhang family father and daughter have already left. Why don't you go?"

Mu Qianlan said with a smile, "In the entire Cold Mountain City, the place most suitable for cultivation is here. With such abundant heaven and earth energy, wouldn't it be a waste not to cultivate?"

Ye Tong said, "That's too vague."

Mu Qianlan covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Alright! I'll tell you the real reason. I came to Cold Mountain City this time to train alone. Meeting the Zhang family father and daughter was just a coincidence. Now that they have the Universal Antidote, I believe the old lady of the Zhang family will be safe. So I am free to go wherever I want."

Ye Tong asked, "What else?"

Mu Qianlan smiled, "And... you have piqued my interest. I plan to stay and see what other miracles will happen to you."

Miracles? What miracles? It's just refining a batch of pills, can that even be considered a miracle?

Ye Tong shook his head and said calmly, "I'm not interested in you."

Mu Qianlan's expression stiffened, but she quickly smiled again, "The more you say that, the more interested I become. Fine, I'll go do something, and I'll come back after I'm done."

With that, Mu Qianlan left gracefully.

Ye Tong watched Mu Qianlan's back, sighing inwardly. He was of the Ma Yi lineage, able to see through yin and yang, and divine the mysteries of heaven. Whenever he revealed the mysteries of heaven, he would be burdened with evil karma. Anyone who became interested in him and got close would inevitably be affected. Apart from the medicine slave, the old man who lived with him day and night and would eventually change his fate for him, he did not want to get close to anyone else.

No!

There is one more person.

A clear and delicate face appeared in Ye Tong's mind. This was not someone he had known before, but someone he knew, a little girl with a pure heart who had done a lot for him.

Yin Xiaojiu.

A poor child from a poor family in Cold Mountain City, sent to a textile shop by her parents at a young age, signing a twenty-year indenture. But due to her cold constitution and frequent illnesses, the textile shop had kicked her out years ago. Now, Yin Xiaojiu could only wander in the medicinal market, acting as a broker for adventurers, earning commissions and tips, which she used to support her family and spend on Ye Tong.

Inheriting the memories of "Ye Tong," he also inherited his emotions.

Ye Tong seemed to see an invisible thread of the Heavenly Dao already connecting him and Yin Xiaojiu, making it extremely difficult to sever.

"Little Master."

The medicine slave, having completed his task, returned with dozens of craftsmen.

Ye Tong asked, "How much blue silver is needed to rebuild the Precious Medicine Shop?"

The medicine slave said, "If we rebuild it according to the previous scale, including building materials, we need 1,400 taels of blue silver. Our Precious Medicine Shop is in a remote location with a lot of surrounding empty land. If we expand, we can use the nearby empty land, and the independent bathroom you wanted will also be possible."

"Um, I know that." Ye Tong continued, "How much blue silver is needed for the expansion?"

The medicine slave said, "I have already inquired clearly, it will cost about 2,000 taels."

Ye Tong said without hesitation, "Then we will expand. After all, this is our temporary residence! Medicine slave, take 1,000 taels of blue silver and buy some jade back. Also, I have a list of things I need, buy them all back."

"Yes!"

The medicine slave nodded with a smile.

Ye Tong fell silent for a moment, watching the craftsmen start to clean up the ruins, and said slowly, "We have some blue silver now, but we can't just sit and eat it all. I need medicinal herbs, and there are many in the Jinluan Mountains. In the next two days, arrange the reconstruction of the Precious Medicine Shop. Two days later, we will go to the Jinluan Mountains."

After that.

Ye Tong asked the medicine slave for two gold tickets, 200 taels of blue gold, which is 2,000 taels of blue silver, and then headed to the Warm Medicine Hall. He needed iron ring grass, and although few people buy it, anything can happen. He needed to buy the iron ring grass as soon as possible to feel at ease.

The medicinal market in Cold Mountain City is very large, divided into two areas. The eastern area is the stall area, where small vendors set up stalls. Although most of the herbs sold are ordinary, precious herbs occasionally appear. The western area is the shop area, with hundreds of medicinal shops, most of which sell high-quality herbs, but there are also some inferior ones.

Ye Tong walked along the blue brick path, passing through the shop area.

He had lived in the medicinal market for ten years, and for the first nine years, he almost never left the Precious Medicine Shop. In the past year, he had frequently moved around the medicinal market, buying the herbs he needed. He had even toured the entire Cold Mountain City several times.

To the south of the medicinal market is the large trading market of Cold Mountain City, where adventurers buy and trade items. Between the two markets is a hundred-meter-wide open space with ten arenas built on it.

Adventurers.

Are a group of reckless people who risk their lives for money and resources. They often fight with others, but Cold Mountain City has its own order, especially in the trading market and the medicinal market, where private duels are strictly prohibited. So whenever an adventurer encounters an enemy, they choose to climb onto the arena and fight to the death.

Additionally, if two adventurers in the trading market and the medicinal market both want the same item, they often decide the final ownership of the item with a fistfight.

Here, martial arts are highly valued.

In this world, the winner is the king, and the strong are respected.

The Warm Medicine Hall is not in the medicinal market, so Ye Tong did not want to waste time here. However, just as he was about to leave the medicinal market, a figure blocked his way.

Aunt Fang.

The wife of a stall owner in the stall area, who, because of Yin Xiaojiu, had become somewhat familiar with Ye Tong. At this moment, Aunt Fang, wearing a green-patterned robe and with a neat bun, had lost her usual gentle demeanor and said urgently, "Ye Tong, I was just about to go to the Precious Medicine Shop to find you! Xiaojiu... Xiaojiu has gone to the arena."

Ye Tong was stunned, then his face changed, and he grabbed Aunt Fang's arm, pulling her toward the arena while quickly asking, "Aunt Fang, what happened? Xiaojiu is so weak, how could she go to the arena?"

You see.

Yin Xiaojiu had only just started cultivating, and the cultivation method she practiced was taught by him. According to the eighteen levels of Qi cultivation, Yin Xiaojiu was at most at the first level of the postnatal realm, slightly stronger than an ordinary person, but completely helpless against a cultivator.

Aunt Fang said, "It's the son of the Zhang butcher. He and Xiaojiu are competing for the broker qualification for a customer, and they are fighting on the arena. Ye Tong, Aunt Fang knows your body is not good, but Xiaojiu is also frail. How can she fight? If she is injured or disabled by the Zhang butcher's son, her life will be ruined. Think of a way to help Xiaojiu!"

"Aunt Fang, rest assured, with me here, Xiaojiu will be fine."

Ye Tong ran swiftly. When he arrived at the third arena, he found it already surrounded by many people, three layers deep. Humans have a natural tendency to watch spectacles, and even a fight between two twelve- or thirteen-year-olds attracted many spectators, including powerful adventurers.

On the arena.

The slender and small Yin Xiaojiu looked somewhat flustered, but her tightly clenched fists were quite strong. Opposite her was a boy with a tiger-like appearance, taller than Yin Xiaojiu by half a head.

"Stupid girl, kneel down and admit your mistake, and I'll go easy on you. Otherwise, I'll break your legs and make you crawl and beg here for the rest of your life." Although Zhang Xiaofei was young, his father was a butcher, and he had seen bloodshed since childhood, so he had a ruthless streak.

His words also earned nods from many of the surrounding adventurers.

Ruthless!

Is what it takes to survive in this world of the strong preying on the weak.

Yin Xiaojiu said stubbornly, "That customer was clearly the one I met first. Why are you trying to take it from me? Your father is a butcher and doesn't lack blue silver, but I need to save blue silver to buy medicine for Brother Ye."

Outside the crowd.

Ye Tong was trying to push his way through the crowd when he suddenly heard Yin Xiaojiu's words. He felt as if struck by lightning, his heart trembling.

It turns out.

She was competing to be a broker and even risked going to the arena, all to earn money to buy medicine for him?

"This... silly girl."

Ye Tong thought he had already become cold-hearted after the gradual passing of his loved ones in that world, but Yin Xiaojiu's innocent affection made him realize that there was still a soft spot in his heart.

On the arena.

Zhang Xiaofei did not rush to attack. In his view, the frail little girl in front of him was not even worth three punches. He loved to show off, especially after his father spent a lot of money to have him trained by a martial arts master, making him even more arrogant and conceited.

At this moment.

With so many people watching, he felt like the main character, the most dazzling person.

Zhang Xiaofei hooked his finger and said disdainfully, "You stupid girl, still thinking about saving money to buy medicine for someone else? I think you should save that money to buy medicine for yourself! Come on, I'll let you have three moves."