C119 Blood Strengthening Pill
C119 Blood Strengthening Pill
Compared to those "fashionable" and fancy looking fellows, this thirty-something-year-old uncle was dressed in a rather simple manner. However, he was still dressed in an unusually luxurious manner, looking like a noble.
Seeing that there was a "guest" at the door, Ye Chen raised half of his eyelids. He was too lazy to say anything. He waved his hand to signal the other party to take a look.
That person was not angry at being treated like this. As long as it was a Fighter, most of them had strange fetishes. Moreover, the more capable one was, the weirder one's temper would be. Therefore, they were not afraid that the other party would be arrogant, but afraid that the other party would not have the ability to do so.
Unexpectedly, after taking a look, his mouth immediately grew big. His eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of his eye sockets. The aura of a noble had long disappeared.
He took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Friend, I'm the Wang family of the southwest, Wang Xiuzhe. Is this pill of yours really as magical as the plate?"
Ye Chen opened half of his eyelids and said faintly, "If you don't believe me, come and try."
Wang Xiuzhe was shocked again when he heard this. If there really was such an instant healing wound... A Spirit Pill that could regrow one's fortune must be incomparably precious, but judging from this person's appearance... Why did it seem as if he didn't care at all? He could actually 'give it a try'?
However, he was also a person who understood the rules. If this person said he wanted to give it a try, it definitely wouldn't be like eating a meal. Thus, he didn't act rashly. Instead, he apologized and picked up his phone to say something urgently.
Very soon, a few people walked in from the entrance of the hall. Wang Xiuzhe hastily went up to them and pointed at Ye Chen. This group of people gathered over.
The old man in the lead also looked at Ye Chen's sign first. Immediately, he revealed a surprised and puzzled expression. He followed the etiquette of the Fighter. He cupped his fists and said, "Mister, this old man is the patriarch of the southwest Wang family, Wang Mingde. I would like to test the effects of your medicine now, I wonder... "
Ye Chen waved his hand very readily and said, "Try it. Try it."
Although there was no Martial Arts Master in the southwest Wang family, it still had some reputation in the Pugilistic World. Seeing Wang Old Master like this, the other Fighter immediately became interested and rushed over like a swarm of bees.
Their performance was also largely the same. First, they looked at the sign, then their mouths were big, as if they wanted to swallow a few eggs. They hurriedly looked at Wang Ming De.
Wang Mingde also acted quite orderly. He first picked up a Blood Strengthening Pill. He carefully scraped off a portion of the powder, then gave his son a look. Wang Xiuzhe nodded and took out a dagger from his pocket. He slashed at his father's wrist.
Instantly, blood gushed out, but to Fighter, this small wound was no different from tickling. Wang Mingde casually washed it with water, and then applied the powder on it.
Instantly, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The surrounding people instantly sucked in a breath of cold air. This terrifying healing speed was simply comparable to the Golden Sore Medicine of the 12th floor's Medical Sage!
No, not only that, at the same time the wound healed, Wang Mingde's entire body suddenly shook. His eyes widened as he said in disbelief, "I... broke through."
Wang Xiuzhe immediately said in shock, "Father, what did you say?"
Actually, Wang Mingde's words were very clear, and everyone present could hear them. The reason Wang Xiuzhe asked this question wasn't because he was deaf, but because the contents of his words were hard to imagine.
Thirty years ago, Wang Mingde had a disagreement with Cheng Boxuan at the martial arts exchange meet, and had a conflict with him. He had been struck in the chest by Cheng Boxuan's Seven Injuries Fist, and his injuries had yet to fully recover.
It was precisely because of this that his realm had also been stuck at that moment. Although he had been unable to make any progress in thirty years, Wang Mingde had once thought that he would never make any breakthroughs in his life. But he had never imagined that today, in the territory of his sworn enemy, his old injury had been healed by an unfamiliar young man!
"Oh my god! I am only one step away from Martial Arts Master now! Argh!"
Wang Mingde was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He threw his head back and roared, and it was only after a few minutes that he came back to his senses from his ecstasy. He knelt on the ground and said excitedly, "Thank you, brother, for your miraculous Spirit Pill. From today onwards... You are the benefactor of our southwest Wang family! "
Ye Chen naturally knew that the so-called benefactor was just a fart. This old man said so. In fact, he wanted to establish a relationship with him, giving everyone the illusion that this person was already bound to the Wang family. They wanted to see if they could monopolize the Spirit Pill.
However, how could Ye Chen be controlled by a mere Wang family? He immediately said indifferently, "This is only to let you guys see the effect of the pill. However, let me make this clear in advance. Don't expect me to use this medicine to break through your realm. It only cured your internal injuries."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, the other Fighter sighed in disappointment. Obviously, there was no way to take advantage of the situation. But very quickly, they became excited again. That was right. There were very few Spirit Pills that could help people directly improve their cultivation base, so how could they appear so easily?
However, this pill could easily heal internal and external injuries. Moreover, its speed was extremely fast. Clearly, it was also a rare life-saving treasure. How could they not buy it?
In an instant, all the Fighter enthusiastically leaped forward. All of them did not lack money to live in. Each one of them shouted out a higher price than the last.
"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand!"
"Even a pauper is worthy of buying pill? This friend, I'll pay five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand!"
"You guys calm down. This thing can only treat injuries, but it can't increase the cultivation base. It's not as useful as you think... You guys, calm down. This thing can only treat injuries, but it can't increase the cultivation base. It's not as useful as you think... Wah! Save some for me, I'll pay 1,000,000! "
Seeing Ye Chen's stall surrounded in the blink of an eye, Wang Mingde sighed regretfully. It seemed that his little tricks couldn't fool anyone. The Fighter was more astute than the other, so how could he easily fall for it?
He let out a long sigh. He knew that he was going to bleed today. And he had to bleed a lot. Don't look at how the names of this father and son were like scholars. In reality, the southwest Wang family was an expert in hard body techniques. It cultivated another external martial art that was named after the Golden Bell Cover - Iron Skin.
It was precisely because of this that the Wang family demanded this kind of healing spirit medicine. It was far more than an ordinary Fighter, so the old man gritted his teeth. Separating the crowd, he squeezed in and said loudly, "I bid two million. Two million each. I'll cover your medicine. How much do you have!? "
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd immediately gave an unfriendly look. This young man had only taken out two bottles of pill at this moment. It looked like there were only a few dozen of them. You had already taken all of them in one go. What would others use?
But Wang Mingde was able to reach his current position, so his skin was naturally extremely thick. He ignored the gazes of the others and only stared at Ye Chen. "Friend, I want all of these medicines!"
As he said this, the old man behind him immediately took out a large box. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with cash. Conservatively speaking, it was also a hundred million!