"Your obsession runs too deep; even I, a humble Taoist, cannot change it."

Ye Zhen shook his head, feigning helplessness.

Ye Zhengqing had already believed the Taoist priest's many accurate predictions.

Hearing Ye Zhen say this now was like a verdict that he was beyond saving, and Ye Zhengqing was immediately flustered.

How much money do you want?

Money makes the world go round, and this Taoist priest doesn't seem indifferent to wealth.

Ye Zhengqing wanted to bribe the other party with money.

"Didn't you say that taking the Nine Yang Rejuvenation Pill in time could save a life?"

Everything else can wait; saving your life is the priority.

But the Taoist priest still shook his head and lifted the curtain, as if to get off the carriage.

He hurriedly gestured for Kunlun slave to block him, and said threateningly, "Since you, Daoist, have foreseen my affairs, you should know that the person behind me is someone you cannot afford to offend."

If the Taoist priest cannot provide a solution today, he will find it difficult to leave the capital city.

Ye Zhen seemed intimidated by his words and retreated back onto the carriage. "The real solution lies with you, not with me. There's no use in you stopping me."

"How so?"

Helpless, Ye Zhen took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom. "Although the Nine Yang Rejuvenation Pill can help you restore your yang energy and save your life, if you continue to torment yourself, it will be a waste of my medicine."

Ye Zhengqing reached out to snatch it, but Ye Zhen dodged it, saying, "Ten thousand taels, not a penny less."

It was too expensive, so Ye Zhengqing couldn't bear to part with it and planned to have Kunlun slaves sell it.

But Ye Zhen said, “I am not willing to cause trouble, not because I am afraid of trouble. If you want to use dirty tricks, then don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Her tone was sharp and her movements were nimble. In the blink of an eye, she was outside the carriage. She snorted at Ye Zhengqing, "You were destined to have three sons, but you have already lost one. It was all because of your greed. You still don't know how to repent."

Ye Zhengqing was startled again. He had fathered two sons outside the marriage, and no one had discovered it for more than ten years.

The eldest son's troubles were indeed related to his greed for credit...

This man even knew about his sons' situation, so Ye Zhengqing dared not forcibly take anything from him anymore, fearing that the Taoist priest would retaliate against him with supernatural and strange arts.

He hurriedly got off the carriage and took out a thick wad of silver notes from his pocket. "This is ten thousand taels. I'll buy your medicine."

Ye Zhen smiled smugly, "Too late, it's 20,000 now."

That's all I have.

Ye Zhengqing was furious, but he was also afraid of the Taoist's abilities and even more afraid that what he said was true and that his death was really imminent. So he reluctantly took out 10,000, but he did not expect the other party to raise the price on the spot.

Ye Zhen, seemingly unwilling to get entangled with Ye Zhengqing, turned and left.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Ye Zhengqing quickly grabbed the Taoist's robe, saying, "The rest of the money is in the carriage."

"Master, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. Please sell me the medicine and come with me to the carriage to get the money."

Ye Zhen wasn't afraid of his underhanded tricks and calmly followed him into the carriage.

Her fearlessness deterred Ye Zhengqing from doing anything further, and he then stingily pulled out a stack of silver notes from his person and handed them to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen counted the money; it was exactly twenty thousand taels. He tossed the silver notes into his cloth bag, uncorked the porcelain bottle, and said to Ye Zhengqing, "Open your mouth."

"Let me see first..."

"This elixir was made by me using magic. Your filthy aura will reduce its effectiveness if you touch it."

Ye Zhen didn't seem to care much. "If you insist on seeing it, that's fine, but don't blame me if the medicine doesn't work well later."

The pills, which cost 20,000, must be effective, so Ye Zhengqing hurriedly opened his mouth.

He thought that since he hadn't touched the medicine, if it didn't work, he could ask the Taoist priest for the 20,000 silver dollars back.

But to his surprise, the medicine poured into his mouth was even more bitter than bitter melon, and Ye Zhengqing subconsciously wanted to spit it out.

Ye Zhen stuffed a whisk into his mouth, saying, "Once it enters your mouth, there are no refunds."

It was bitter, dry, and huge. Thinking of his own life, Ye Zhengqing rolled his eyes and tried to swallow it.

But strangely, he felt a lot of strength return to his body; the medicine really worked.

Ye Zhen touched the thick wad of silver notes in the cloth bag, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

This medicine was personally prepared by Xie Tingzhou, using many herbs that strengthen the spirit and replenish yang, as well as some veterinary medicine and Coptis chinensis.

It can restore a person's energy in a short period of time.

Ye Zhengqing got a good deal.

She pretended to get up and said, "Alright, the deal is done. From now on, abstain from lust and behave yourself."

"Master, surely you have another method?"

Ye Zhengqing then grabbed Ye Zhen's Taoist robe.

There are still two ancestors in the Prime Minister's mansion waiting for him to serve. He hasn't even been promoted twice yet, so how can he give up?

Even if he wants to quit now, Li Chenghai won't let him off easily.

Ye Zhen pulled his robe back, "As I've said before, the solution lies with you."

"One thousand taels."

Ye Zhengqing continued to tempt me with money, promising to "defy fate and change my destiny."

But he received a look from the Taoist priest as if he were an idiot: "Those who are good at interfering with heavenly secrets will suffer backlash. You think you can drag me down with you to die for a thousand taels of silver?"

Besides, you've already reformed once, and now you're suffering the consequences...

Realizing she had let something slip, Ye Zhen quickly covered her mouth.

Ye Zhengqing lacked great wisdom, but possessed some cleverness.

He immediately grasped the key point and hurriedly took out the last of his silver notes.

"Ten thousand taels, please help me, Taoist priest."

He vaguely felt that the Taoist priest's words referred to his switching of the baby.

If the other party can even calculate this, then they are truly a genius.

How could there not be a way to defy fate and change his destiny?

"If you can help me, I will reward you handsomely."

Ye Zhen accepted the silver note and smiled slightly.

The 30,000 taels that Ye Zhengqing had was what he had obtained from Li Chenghai and his wife in recent days.

Ye Wantang was generous to Wang Shi, but she wouldn't easily give money to Ye Zhengqing. In addition, Ye Zhengqing couldn't manage the household for Ye Wantang like Wang Shi did, so he couldn't profit from it.

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