Zheng Ya really wanted to say that the gene potion was just boiled water and worthless.
The reason is that the gene potion that Zheng Ya created through his supernatural small world only requires a hundred or so kinds of spiritual herbs, combined with a few drops of Zheng Ya's own essence blood, and can be brewed into thousands of bottles at a time, with a value of just plain water.
We must set a price: 1,000 bottles of gene potion are equivalent to 100 points of psionic energy.
The price of boiled water is so low, it's not even worth mentioning.
It should be noted that Zheng Ya only forced Manager Qi to his death and caused trouble with a bottle of gene potion. He not only earned over 100,000 high-grade crystals, but also created over 80,000 units of spiritual energy. He made many times more money.
The secrets to wealth are always in the hands of capitalists.
Unfortunately, Zheng Ya knew in his heart that no one would believe him if he said it. Faced with the death-defying questioning of Liu Yuan and his grandson, he said helplessly, "Fine, think what you want."
"You all seize control of Fuxiang Restaurant right now. I don't care how you run it. I have only one request: within reasonable limits, relentlessly attack Prince Rong. Understand?"
"Uh, you, you are..." Liu Yuan was so shocked that he was numb. Even Liu Yan'er was confused. This handsome older brother seemed to be really helping her family!
Zheng Ya waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything."
Prince Rong sent someone to assassinate me, but failed. Seeing that I was still alive, he sent someone to poison me in Fuxianglou, but failed again. Instead, he poisoned the body double of the Fu clan chief. This debt has not yet been settled.
Moreover, Prince Rong is protecting the mastermind behind my murder. If Prince Rong doesn't hand over the mastermind, I will seize Fuxianglou, which is under his control. You understand this.
"Anything that happens, as long as it doesn't exceed the rules, you grandparents and grandchildren can cause as much trouble as you want. If anything goes wrong, let the troublemakers come find me, is that alright?"
"Oh, Viscount Fu, are you sure you want to cause a huge uproar?" Liu Yuan wanted to ask him to protect his granddaughter's safety, but couldn't find a reason to speak up.
However, his eyes kept glancing at his granddaughter Liu Yan'er. Zheng Ya noticed this and shook his head with a smile, saying, "Just do your best."
Do your jobs well, and you won't need to worry about safety.
On the contrary, I am the center of all the storm, do you understand what I mean?
"Thank you for your understanding, Viscount Fu. I understand now. I will certainly live up to your expectations and run Fuxiang Restaurant well!" Liu Yuan instantly imagined many things. After speaking, he took his granddaughter and headed towards Fuxiang Restaurant.
Liu Yan'er would occasionally glance back at Zheng Ya and wave goodbye.
Zheng Ya said with a smile, "Very good. Everyone in Fuxiang Restaurant, listen up, get out of here immediately. You have half a quarter of an hour. If you're late, you'll be killed without mercy..."
"Damn it, how dare he openly seize Prince Rong's property?" The people in Fuxiang Restaurant were in an uproar.
There were quite a few people who talked a lot, but no one dared to rush out and argue with Zheng Ya. Zheng Ya pretended not to hear them and waited quietly at the entrance of Fuxiang Restaurant to watch the show.
More and more onlookers gathered, continuously sending spiritual energy to Zheng Ya.
At this moment, Fu She used torture to pry the trump card left by the Fu family ancestors and a puppet pill from Fu Zhen, and then quickly left the mansion.
When Fu Lian arrived at the ancestral hall to interrogate Fu Zhen, he found that Fu Zhen was already dead. He immediately flew into a rage: "Men, get in here and tell me how Fu Zhen died..."
"Ah, this, this isn't Viscount Fu Zhen. Fu She noticed something was wrong when he interrogated him, so he went outside, saying he was going to find the real Fu Zhen. We don't know anything else..." The guards at the ancestral hall lied in a panic.
However, since the seven or eight guards all spoke with one voice and knew the real Fu Zhen, the fake Fu Zhen who had died covered up the truth and directly fooled Fu Lian.
Fu Lian was eager to capture Fu Zhen, obtain the Puppet Pill and the trump card left by the Fu family ancestors, and rushed back to Rongqing Hall. When the old lady learned that Fu Zhen had escaped, she was furious: "You wicked child, you unfilial son!"
"None of them are easy to deal with! Guards, mobilize all the guards in the manor and arrest Fu Zhen and Fu She!"
"Yes, sir!" The guards and servants ran around in a panic, spreading the word and searching for someone to arrest the person. It was an uproar.
Fu Lian was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Ancestor, whether it's my father who took away the puppet pill and life-saving trump card left by our ancestors, or Fu Zhen who escaped with the trump card to protect the Fu clan, the Fu clan is doomed!"
"Alas, things have come to this, the Fu family can only resign themselves to fate!" The old lady sighed wearily, utterly helpless.
Fu Lian anxiously advised, "Ancestor, this matter cannot be delayed!"
Your grandson suggests taking a risk and reporting this matter to His Majesty, leaving everything to His Majesty's judgment. Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope; otherwise…
"Are you saying that Fu Ya is the one who protects our Fu clan? The two emperors are afraid of the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect behind Fu Ya, so they dare not make any rash moves against our Fu clan and want to gamble on this?" The old lady was well aware of the risks involved, and that the slightest mistake could lead to the destruction of the entire family.
But if you win the bet, you'll be unknowingly tied to Fu Ya, connected by a karmic thread.
Fu Lian said with a pounding heart, "Ancestor, that's exactly the point."
Just now, Shunzi, whom my grandson sent to monitor Fu Ya, returned to report that Fu Ya was causing trouble in the street again, driving Manager Qi to his death and slapping Prince Rong in the face. He accomplished this with just a bottle of high-grade spiritual root repair fluid. Now he's taking over Fuxiang Restaurant. I'm afraid... sigh..."
"Good. The fact that Fu Ya is so good at causing trouble shows that he is valued and supported by the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect, and that he can play a role in protecting the Fu clan."
However, this would mean dragging the Fu family into the mess, forcing them to confront the suppression and sycophancy of the entire court's civil and military officials, their fate uncertain. But it would temporarily alleviate the Fu family's crisis, which is a good thing! The old lady smiled wisely.
Fu Lian was completely bewildered by her laughter: "Grandmother, shall we submit a memorial to His Majesty and make a high-stakes gamble?"
At this moment, Wu Wei suddenly appeared on Guiyuan Street, hiding in the crowd and sending a telepathic message to Zheng Ya: "Damn it, are you really going to cause a huge uproar, make a fortune in cultivation, and then run away?"
"Well, isn't that obvious?"
"After all, I'm different from you. I yearn to collect the spiritual plants and origin pearls in this world, as well as to plunder resources for cultivation, and may even have other secret missions that no one knows about. It has nothing to do with someone like me who is unrelated, right?" Zheng Ya sensed her arrival and replied irritably through telepathy.
With no worldly attachments, I am but a passerby, witnessing a unique landscape, and now, at the end of my journey, I am carefree and at ease.
Wu Wei was so angry her teeth ached: "You bastard, if you don't want to stay and help me get things done, just say so. You don't have to make trouble and disgust people like this."
"I refuse to believe you've developed three supernatural abilities and can slip away at any time, returning to the Qian Yuan Continent!"
"Haha, what does it matter to me if you don't believe me?"
After all, someone as intelligent and insightful as me can develop supernatural abilities and spiritual arts as easily as drinking water. How could someone like you, a mediocre young lady from a noble family, possibly understand or be comparable to me?
"We are ultimately not from the same world..." Zheng Ya mocked and attacked people as he witnessed the employees of Fuxianglou fleeing in fear.
Wu Wei snorted angrily for a while before finally saying, "If you promise to stay and help me succeed, I'll tell you the great secret of this world, which concerns the development of the companion treasure!"
"What? Are you sure?" Zheng Ya asked in shock. The sea anemones and the Sihelou system in the supernatural power world were companion treasures, and he didn't even know how to cultivate and develop them.
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