Chapter 8

"Big Brother Ye, please spare them."

Yin Xiaojiu hid behind Ye Tong, tugging at the hem of his clothes with her small hand. She was inherently kind, and even when she was fierce, it was only for self-preservation. She never intended to harm anyone's life.

Ye Tong turned his head, with a hint of indulgence, and gently stroked Yin Xiaojiu's hair. Then he turned back and said, "The Black Eye Poison, 100 blue silver per pill; the antidote, 200 blue silver per pill. Hand over the blue silver, and I'll save your wife and nephews."

Three hundred blue silver?

Zhang Tufu was consumed with rage, wishing he could flay and dismember the brat in front of him. Although he was a businessman and often bullied the market, he had indeed made a lot of money, but 300 blue silver was still nearly a year's earnings for him!

"I'll pay."

Zhang Tufu gritted his teeth, pulled out a stack of silver bills, and with great reluctance, took out three and threw them to Ye Tong, angrily saying, "Now, you should give me the antidote, right?"

Ye Tong watched as Yin Xiaojiu picked up the silver bills, glanced at the denominations, and immediately shook his head, saying, "Three people are poisoned, so three antidote pills are needed. Are you only thinking of saving your wife and watching your two nephews die in front of you? They helped your wife!"

"You are despicable."

Zhang Tufu pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, pointing it at Ye Tong and roaring.

Ye Tong narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "After being insulted by you, I suddenly realized I was confused. The price of the antidote is actually 400 blue silver per pill. If you want to kill me, go ahead! Your wife will accompany you to the netherworld, so you won't be lonely."

The crowd around them burst into a commotion. They had originally thought they would only see a competition between a young man and a girl, but the situation had unexpectedly escalated to this point.

Too exciting!

Absolutely amazing!

Especially the part where the price was raised on the spot, it was like the finishing touch, a stroke of genius.

This young man is definitely a business genius!

A rough and deep voice came from the crowd: "Are you Little Brother Ye? After this is over, are you interested in joining my War Tiger Adventurer Team? I, Kuang Zhantian, really admire you."

War Tiger Adventurer Team?

Kuang Zhantian?

The adventurers and even the ordinary people in the crowd all showed shocked expressions. The War Tiger Adventurer Team was well-known, active in the Jinluan Mountains, and had the goal of hunting fierce beasts, with considerable strength. Kuang Zhantian was the second-in-command of the War Tiger Adventurer Team, known for his bold personality and astonishing strength.

This young man was actually favored by Kuang Zhantian?

Ye Tong looked in the direction of the voice, quietly observing the towering Kuang Zhantian for a moment, and smiled, saying, "I am deeply grateful for your appreciation, but I have been weak and sickly since childhood, and my life is uncertain. If I join the War Tiger Adventurer Team, I might become a burden to you. So, I'm sorry."

Kuang Zhantian was taken aback, noticing that Ye Tong did indeed look sickly, so he gave a look of understanding and did not invite him again.

Giving up?

This young man actually refused Kuang Zhantian's offer?

He...

His brain must have been kicked by a pig!

Most of the onlookers shook their heads with envy and regret, silently criticizing Ye Tong.

Zhang Tufu's anger was completely extinguished by Kuang Zhantian's invitation. Knowing that Ye Tong was raising the price and taking advantage of him, he had no choice. With great reluctance, he pulled out a few more silver bills and handed them to Ye Tong, saying, "Give me the antidote."

"Those who understand the times are wise."

Ye Tong indicated for Yin Xiaojiu to take the silver bills, sighed, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out three antidote pills, and handed them to Zhang Tufu, saying, "It's better to resolve conflicts than to hold grudges. See how well it is now? We all get along, no bloodshed, no loss of life."

"You..."

Zhang Tufu almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd around the stage all rolled their eyes, looking at Ye Tong with disdain.

This young man!

He is really taking advantage of the situation and being shameless!

Ye Tong saw Zhang Tufu take the three antidote pills to his family and immediately smiled at Yin Xiaojiu, saying, "The matter is settled. Let's go back! Since we got some blue silver, let's buy some meat from the butcher's shop. It's like indirectly returning the blue silver to them!"

"Okay!"

Yin Xiaojiu's admiration for Ye Tong had reached its peak.

Zhang Tufu's body trembled, almost dropping the antidote pill he was about to give to his wife. His hatred for Ye Tong intensified. Therefore, he quickly fed the antidote pills to his family and then shouted at Ye Tong, who was about to leave the stage, "Come back, I challenge you."

Ye Tong stopped, turned his head, and stared at Zhang Tufu strangely, asking, "I just praised you for being wise, but now you're doing something stupid. Aren't you afraid I'll poison you and send you straight to hell?"

Zhang Tufu roared, "We are cultivators, we fight with our fists on the stage. Poisoning and trickery are the actions of despicable people."

As he spoke, he looked at Tong Kaishan in the crowd and shouted, "Young Master Tong, please be our witness and referee our match."

Tong Kaishan looked at Zhang Tufu, whose expression was somewhat fierce, and understood that Zhang Tufu had lost face and money today, and was filled with resentment. He had not helped Zhang Tufu earlier because Ye Tong could bring him benefits. But now, if he continued to stand by, Zhang Tufu might bear a grudge against him and no longer show respect.

Therefore, he glanced at the silent Kuang Zhantian in the crowd, then jumped onto the stage and said with a loud laugh, "Challenges should be fair and open, and using poison is not appropriate. I, Tong Kaishan, representing my family, agree to referee this match. However, I have one condition."

Zhang Tufu's face lit up with joy, and he asked urgently, "What is your condition?"

Tong Kaishan said, "The match is a matter of life and death, but Little Master Ye still owes me something, so you cannot kill him. You must leave him alive."

"This..."

Zhang Tufu hesitated for a moment, then decided that even if he didn't kill him, he would still make this despicable brat a laughingstock and take back his blue silver. He must beat him to a pulp and make him suffer.

Also...

Zhang Tufu glanced at Ye Tong's chest, where the silver bills he had given were now. If he wanted to take revenge, he had to make this despicable brat spit out what he had swallowed.

"I agree, but the match is too boring without a prize. Ye, I'll put up 700 blue silver as a bet. Do you dare to match me?" Zhang Tufu shouted.

"Challenge him!"

"That 700 blue silver is free money. If you lose, you won't be heartbroken. Bet it!"

"Exactly! A match without a prize is meaningless."

"Today's show is really exciting! Bet with him, you won't lose, and if you win, you get 1400 blue silver."

"..."

The crowd around the stage waved their arms and fists, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Ye Tong was unsure of Zhang Tufu's strength, but a butcher couldn't be that strong. Although he was only at the third level of Qi Cultivation, with his past combat experience, he could still fight even if the opponent was at the fourth level.

Ye Tong smiled at Zhang Tufu and said, "I haven't agreed yet, and you're already adding the stakes?"

Zhang Tufu's face changed, and he roared, "Think carefully. If you refuse my challenge, you will lose all your face and have no place in this Cold Mountain City."

Ye Tong bluntly asked, "Zhang Tufu, you are really shameless. You are an old man, challenging a sickly young man like me. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Zhang Tufu was indeed embarrassed and understood that what Ye Tong said was true. His son was not much younger than Ye Tong, and challenging him, even if he won, would not bring him a good reputation.

But!

It doesn't matter!

Today has been humiliating enough. Even if he doesn't get a good reputation, as long as he can humiliate and take revenge on Ye Tong, and get his blue silver back, it will be worth it.

Zhang Tufu looked at Tong Kaishan, as if asking him to make the decision.

"Cough, cough..."

Tong Kaishan coughed a few times, looked at Ye Tong, and smiled, "Little Master Ye, you offended him. If you don't accept his challenge, you will have to kneel and apologize to him. I think you should accept the challenge. A man can be killed but not humiliated. Besides, he has promised to spare your life, so consider it as gaining combat experience."

Ye Tong's eyes turned cold, and he silently noted Tong Kaishan's actions.

Then.

He deliberately showed a fearful expression and said, "Are you sure you want to challenge me? Although I am sickly and weak, I am a first-level Qi Cultivator, a true cultivator."

First-level Qi Cultivation?

Zhang Tufu couldn't help but sneer, "I am sure."

He was at the third level of Qi Cultivation, and with years of chopping meat, his physical strength was very good. Facing a weak first-level Qi Cultivator, he was confident he could make him suffer.

In the crowd.

Several experts who had broken through to the innate realm showed strange expressions. They were very sensitive to the aura of cultivators and had noticed the aura Ye Tong had emitted earlier, which was definitely not that of a first-level Qi Cultivator.

This guy is feigning weakness.

What a sly person!

They silently marveled.

Ye Tong hesitated for a moment, then seemed to gather his courage and said, "I accept your challenge. But we must keep our word and not take anyone's life."

"I, the great master, will not kill you."

Zhang Tufu slapped his chest with his large hand, but the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

In an instant.

The crowd became quiet, and the hundreds of onlookers looked at Zhang Tufu with strange expressions.

A word is a nail?

How familiar!

Zhang Tufu's son, before the match with the little girl, also slapped his chest and said, "A word is a nail," but in the end, he was beaten like a dead dog.

"Like father, like son."

The old saying is indeed true!