At Yishuixianfang, Fang Jian set up the tea stall again, but except for the Black Python Immortal, Fang Jian and Lan Caihe were counting their harvest.

"Sixty-seven thousand robbery jades, sixty-three low-grade spiritual treasures, and more than two hundred spiritual herbs and elixirs, all of which are less than three hundred years old." After Lan Caihe finished counting, he said to Fang Jian.

Fang Jian said, "It's almost the same here."

Lan Caihe said, "It seems that group of people have been robbing there for so many years. They are just poor monks with no background and are unlucky. If they meet someone like you, they can get more than 100,000 Tribulation Jades in one go."

Fang Jian asked, "Do you really want me to be robbed?"

Lan Caihe said: "Of course, after you are robbed, I will go and snatch you back, then I will become rich, hahahaha."

After saying that, Lan Caihe put all those Sumeru bags into his Sumeru magic weapon. Then he stood up and walked directly to a stall selling wine pills opposite.

The stall selling wine pills was set up by a cultivator in the Yang God Realm. Fang Jian took a quick look and saw that his face was old and his bones were over 600 years old. The Yang God Realm has a lifespan of 1,000 years, which means that he only has more than 300 years to live.

Moreover, his natural talent has been exhausted, which means that if he does not have any great opportunity in this life, his Yangshen realm will come to an end.

Lan Caihe walked up to the old man's stall and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much are these wine pills for?"

The old man immediately showed a kind smile on his face. He carefully introduced his wine pills to Lan Caihe and finally said, "The ones I have here are all low-grade wine pills. My strength is too low, and I can't get any good ingredients. These wine pills are all made by me using various simple and easy-to-obtain spiritual fruits and spiritual medicines."

Lan Caihe laughed when he heard this and said, "So, fellow Taoist, you can make pills?"

"Yes." The old man nodded, but quickly added, "I'm just not very proficient. I only know a little bit of basic alchemy, so what I sell here are only low-grade wine pills."

Lan Caihe said: "The low-grade wine pills are enough. I am not a rich man. I will just drink some immortal wine brewed from the low-grade wine pills."

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately smiled and asked, "So, fellow Daoist, what kind of wine pill do you want? And how many do you want?"

Lan Caihe said, "Sell me everything you have on your stall. I'll drink it slowly."

"Ah?!" The old man was shocked. "Daoyou, you want them all?"

Lan Caihe said, "Yes, I want them all. Count the robbery jades and pack them up for me."

The old man looked at Lan Caihe with doubt and a hint of hesitation in his eyes. Lan Caihe saw that he was a little unconvinced and immediately said with a smile: "Do I have to lie to you? How many Jieyu are there in each of these wine pills? How many are there in a bottle?"

The old man swallowed his saliva, then said with a hint of excitement: "One robbery jade is worth two wine pills, and there are twenty wine pills in one bottle."

Lan Caihe swept his mind across the stall and said immediately, "So you have fifty-two jade bottles here, which means 1,040 wine pills, a total of five hundred and twenty robbery jades, right?"

"Yes... yes, yes!" The old man nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of light.

Lan Caihe directly took out 520 robbery jades and handed them to the old man, then waved his sleeves to put all the wine pills into his Xumi magic weapon. "One hand for robbery jade and one hand for goods. The transaction is completed."

The old man was so excited that he couldn't speak for a long time. He just put the robbery jade into his storage bag. After a long time, he trembled and bowed to Lan Caihe, saying: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"It's just a business deal, no need to thank me." Lan Caihe waved his hand, then returned to Fang Jian and sat down cross-legged.

The old man glanced at Lan Caihe from a distance, and after about a cup of tea, he packed up his stall and left.

Fang Jian looked at Lan Caihe beside him and asked, "Are you robbing the rich to help the poor?"

Lan Caihe took out a wine pill and examined it carefully in his hand, then said, "No, I just bought the wine pills he couldn't sell for a long time. I happened to be tired of your realgar wine. Although that fellow Taoist's wine pills are all low-grade, there are many varieties, so I can change the flavor every day."

After saying that, Lan Caihe threw the wine pill in his hand directly into his mouth, just like throwing melon seeds into his mouth. Then he said to Fang Jian, "I wonder if eating the wine pill directly will taste better than drinking immortal wine?"

Before Fang Jian could stop him, he saw Lan Caihe had already swallowed the wine pill. He had never expected him to be so foolish. He could only stare at him and immediately gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Great!"

"Wow! Burning! I'm burning to death! Cough cough cough cough!" After only three breaths, Lan Caihe screamed, then fell to the ground and coughed violently. The wine pill that he had just swallowed melted quickly, and the medicinal power of the wine pill went directly down Lan Caihe's throat into his internal organs.

Fang Jian immediately saw Lan Caihe's skin and cheeks turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Lan Caihe opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and gasped for breath.

Fang Jian shook his head speechlessly. Even low-grade wine pills should not be taken like this. Wine pills must be brewed with water before they can be taken. Lan Caihe's behavior of swallowing the wine pill directly is equivalent to treating the water in his body as wine brewing water and his body as a wine vat.

Lan Caihe's internal organs felt like they were on fire, and he kept tearing his clothes with his hands, revealing his snow-white chest and belly.

The Black Python Immortal swept away the gloom of being robbed. Seeing Lan Caihe's appearance, he laughed and said, "How could there be such a stupid person in the world?"

Just as the Black Python Fairy finished his words, Lan Caihe suddenly stood up holding a basket of flowers. He was completely drunk and staggered onto the street, his whole body emitting a strong aroma of alcohol.

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