Zhang Shaozhong was overjoyed to have successfully exchanged for fifty-year-old Chiyang ginseng, feeling that the trip had been worthwhile.
The essence contained in this old herb is enough to upgrade his "Neiyuan Paste" several levels, and his cultivation speed will increase even further!
He carefully put the jade box away, preparing to see if there were any other finds.
However, he soon sensed that the gazes directed at him from around him had become more complex.
There was envy, there was jealousy, but more than anything, there was a malicious scrutiny and greed.
The strange fragrance that Ling Qingxue emitted when she took out the bottle of "Heart-Cleansing and Soul-Purifying Pill" and the old Taoist's eagerness to exchange it were undoubtedly telling everyone!
These three people have something good, and possibly more!
Especially the black-robed man whose business had been ruined by Zhang Shaozhong, now looked like a venomous snake, his cold gaze almost glued to them.
"Kid, it looks like we're being watched."
Ye Meier nudged Zhang Shaozhong with her elbow, not afraid at all, but rather excitedly whispering, "Looks like I can stretch my muscles before we even get outside!"
Ling Qingxue frowned slightly and transmitted her voice, "Wealth can be tempting, let alone cultivation resources. We shouldn't stay here any longer. If we have nothing more to do with it, we should leave as soon as possible."
Zhang Shaozhong felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the two big shots were right.
These three unfamiliar faces were already conspicuous, and now that they've flaunted their wealth, they're like three fat sheep walking into a pack of wolves.
He forced himself to remain calm and quickly scanned the remaining "stalls".
Most of the items are still unacceptable; they're either counterfeit or have an overly sinister aura.
Only a dark, inconspicuous iron sign on a stall resonated with a very faint trace of the chaotic energy within him.
The stall owner was a taciturn, dark-skinned man. In front of him was just an iron sign, without even a piece of cloth.
Zhang Shaozhong walked over, picked up the iron plaque, and examined it closely. The plaque was cold to the touch, and it was engraved with some blurry patterns that did not seem to be from this world. The material was also strange, neither gold nor iron.
He tried to infuse a wisp of chaotic energy into it.
Buzz!
The metal plate trembled slightly, and the pattern on its surface seemed to light up for a moment, but it instantly returned to its original state.
At the same time, Zhang Shaozhong felt an extremely ancient, desolate aura that seemed to transcend endless time and space flash by!
"What is this?" he asked the dark-faced man.
The man looked up at him, his eyes blank, his voice dry: "I don't know, it was passed down from my ancestors, for warding off evil spirits. In exchange, I'll give you medicine to treat internal injuries, or 100,000 yuan."
He didn't know the value of the iron plate; he just thought it was an old object that might be of some use.
Zhang Shaozhong's heart stirred.
This iron plate is definitely not ordinary!
Although its specific purpose is unknown, its ability to resonate with the chaotic energy indicates that it is no ordinary item!
Moreover, the word "warding off evil" made him wonder if it could help him deal with the curse of the Siamese demon king.
"I'll exchange it!" Zhang Shaozhong said without hesitation, taking out ten stacks of cash from his backpack and handing them to the man. Compared to its potential value, 100,000 yuan was practically nothing.
The man was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting that the tattered sign could actually be sold, and that the other party would be so quick to agree.
He took the money, examined it carefully, and after confirming that it was genuine, nodded silently. He then pushed the metal plaque to Zhang Shaozhong, stood up, and quickly disappeared into the shadows of the warehouse.
Having acquired yet another mysterious and impressive "treasure," Zhang Shaozhong was in an even better mood.
But he also knew he couldn't stay any longer.
"Let's go," he said to Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier.
The three of them walked towards the warehouse door without making a sound.
However, while they wanted to leave, some people didn't want them to leave so easily.
As soon as they reached the central area of the warehouse, the gaunt old man who had previously sold Yin Sha Stones and Five Poison Gu, along with two other men with fierce eyes who were clearly not good people, blocked their way in a triangular formation.
"You three, are you in such a hurry to leave?"
The gaunt old man chuckled sinisterly, his gaze sweeping over Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier. "You got something good, but you won't even let everyone see it? Or... share a piece of the spoils?"
A scarred man next to him sneered, "That's right! Leave behind that Crimson Sun Ginseng and the pills that girl just took out! Let these two beauties have a drink with us, and we'll let you go!"
This is blatant highway robbery!
They're even planning to gain both money and people!
Everyone else in the warehouse watched coldly, no one uttering a sound; some even wore expressions of schadenfreude. Here, the law of the jungle was the unspoken rule.
Zhang Shaozhong's expression darkened, and the chaotic energy within his body began to circulate more rapidly.
He knew that a fight was probably inevitable.
Ye Meier burst out laughing, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world: "You bunch of ugly ducklings? You think you can mess with me? You're like an old man eating poison—you're tired of living!"
Ling Qingxue didn't speak, but her aura instantly turned icy cold, and the moisture in the air began to condense into tiny ice crystals.
Just as conflict was about to erupt—
"snort!"
A cold snort, like a thunderclap, resounded in the warehouse! It carried an undeniable authority and a powerful mental pressure!
It's that man in the Tang suit who plays with iron walnuts!
He appeared not far away at some point, his gaze icy as he looked at the gaunt old man and his companions: "You've broken the rules. Do you want me to personally 'send' you out?"
The gaunt old man and his companions' expressions immediately changed, clearly showing extreme apprehension towards the man in the Tang suit.
The scarred man glared at Zhang Shaozhong resentfully, spat, and finally retreated dejectedly.
The man in the Tang suit glanced at Zhang Shaozhong and his two companions with a meaningful look in his eyes, and said indifferently, "Gentlemen, please. After you leave, each of you can leave the rest to fate."
His words were clear: I will keep you safe in the warehouse.
But once you step out of this door, whether you live or die depends on your own abilities.
Zhang Shaozhong understood that this was a tactic used by the other party to maintain order, not a genuine attempt to help them. He clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you."
Without further hesitation, the three quickly left the warehouse.
The heavy iron gate closed behind them, temporarily isolating the warehouse from the noise and danger.
However, standing in the desolate and dilapidated factory area, sensing the several malevolent auras that could be faintly seen in the surrounding darkness, Zhang Shaozhong knew that the real trouble had only just begun!
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
The news that they left with the "treasure" has probably already spread.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!
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