CHAPTER 448: CHAPTER 318: COMPETITORS STEALING BUSINESS

Ye Lingyue was exchanging Elixir Pills at the Exchange Centre when two pairs of eyes with ill intent stared her down.

"Where did that kid come from? He looks weak, yet he just exchanged for over a hundred Candle Dragon Elixirs?"

Candle Dragon Elixirs are not ordinary Elixir Pills; they are Fifth-grade Elixirs that sell for a hefty sum of gold outside.

The one speaking was a short, fat man with a pockmarked face. Beside him stood a skinny man; both had a brutish appearance.

These two were regulars in Yan City No.9.; the fat one was named Zhan Gang, and the skinny one was Wu Yue; one was an Innate Martial Artist, and the other a Great Primordial Dan Realm Martial Artist. Zhan Gang’s elder brother was a Yan Yi Envoy in Yan City No.9.

Relying on this connection, Zhan Gang had a pretty decent life in Yan City No.9., as many Elixir Realm Martial Artists and Innate Martial Artists liked to curry favor with him.

"Big brother, that person is called Hong Shisan, just arrived in Yan City No.9 about seven to eight days ago. He usually hangs around in the Basic-level Public Area; I’ve been tricked by him before." Mentioning Hong Shisan made Wu Yue grind his teeth; his half-year accumulation in Yan City had all ended up in Hong Shisan’s pocket.

Hearing about Hong Shisan’s tactics, Zhan Gang’s eyes immediately lit up.

"This really sounds like a profitable business; why didn’t I think of that before?"

Zhan Gang had long been tired of competing in the public area for meager gains; hearing about such a money-making opportunity today instantly piqued his interest.

He had Healing Elixir Pills, and he could buy Low-level Spiritual Artifacts; in terms of strength and intimidating skills, he, Zhan Gang, was second to none.

"Let’s go, let’s head to the Basic-level Public Area and have a look!"

Back in the Basic-level Public Area, Ye Lingyue’s gaze sharply searched for targets.

Lately, the name "Hong Shisan" had become quite notorious in the Basic-level Public Area.

Thanks to her, many Martial Artists became penniless overnight.

Thus, as Ye Lingyue’s gaze swept over, some of the fighting Martial Artists immediately froze as if an immobilization spell was cast on them, and simply stopped fighting.

Some others slowly started acting out their moves, throwing a punch or a kick gently, worried they might injure the opponent and invite "Hong Shisan" over.

However, there were still some, newcomers, who were unaware of "Hong Shisan’s" prowess.

Locking onto a pair of Innate Martial Artists fiercely competing, Ye Lingyue was about to step forward.

At that moment, a figure moved ahead of her from her side.

"Hey brother, it looks like you’re about to lose, want to buy an Elixir Pill from me to replenish your energy? Just for half your stake."

With a face full of flesh, Zhan Gang interjected, snatching the customer Ye Lingyue had set her eyes on right under her nose.

Was this a move to steal her business?

Ye Lingyue had been in Yan City No.9 for many days, yet it was her first time encountering a business stealer; she was not furious but simply gazed deeply at Zhan Gang.

"Scram..." Indeed, the Martial Artist was already at his limit, hearing the word "lose" was just poking at his sore spot, he was about to curse loudly.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhan Gang.

Zhan Gang was a tyrant in Yan City No.9., even many in the Intermediate Public Zone feared him, not to mention Martial Artists with only Innate Cultivation.

That word "scram" had to be swallowed back.

"I’ll buy, Elder Zhan, I will buy an Elixir Pill."

Zhan Gang listened but something felt off.

Somewhat annoyed, he tossed an Elixir Pill over, but in such a life-and-death situation, before the Martial Artist could swallow the pill, his opponent slashed with a knife,

A piercing pain shot through his hand, and the unfortunate Martial Artist choked on the Elixir Pill, stuck in his throat, neither going up nor down, he fell to the ground, eyes rolled back, like a dead fish.

This time, Zhan Gang was stunned.

"Hey, kid, don’t play dead. Are you trying to dodge the bill? Where’s my half of the payment?"

He suddenly remembered, Wu Yue once told him that Hong Shisan had tricked others several times, directly scamming them of all their possessions.

Ye Lingyue sneered, foolish.

When she first started in the Basic-level Public Area, she had anticipated others would imitate her.

But this trade, while seemingly with low entry barriers, actually had high requirements.

Elixir Pills do have healing effects, but in the life and death fights of the Basic-level Public Area, a blink of an eye or a breath could be fatal; the time taken to consume an Elixir Pill could have already resulted in death several times over.

"I saved your life; I want everything you own," Ye Lingyue stepped forward and said to the martial artist.

The latter desperately nodded.

If he’s dead, what use does he have for money!

Then, Ye Lingyue put her index and middle fingers together, and slapped his chest.

The martial artist "wah" vomited an Elixir Pill, and with a flick of Ye Lingyue’s sleeve, the pill immediately turned into powder and scattered onto his wound.

The blood on the martial artist’s body visibly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hand it over." Ye Lingyue spread her hand, and with a sudden clench of her fingers, a pouch from the martial artist’s body flew out and landed in her hand.

"Wait, half of that is mine, hand it over!"

Zhan Gang was obviously dumbfounded by Ye Lingyue’s smooth and fluid medical technique.

When he came back to his senses, he realized his payment had been taken by Ye Lingyue.

What a joke, those Muscle Regeneration Elixirs were Third-grade and he had bought them with money.

Ye Lingyue did nothing, she healed the guest with his Elixir, and yet she still wanted to take all the payment for herself.

"A person who doesn’t even know that Muscle Regeneration Elixirs are only for external use and not for consumption wants payment?" Ye Lingyue sounded as if she heard the funniest thing in the world.

Zhan Gang clearly wanted to learn her business. Unfortunately, he only got the shell without the basic medical skills, misusing the Elixirs.

Zhan Gang flushed with embarrassment.

"Seeking death!"

Inciting the Primordial Power within his body, an impressive flow of Primordial Power, like flames, floated beside Zhan Gang.

"Fiery Flame Red Palm." A wildly aggressive palm wind turned into several hand shadows and struck towards Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue’s eyes flickered with surprise, not expecting this bully to have some skills; the palm technique he used was at least Seventh Rank or higher in Martial Arts.

"Little Infinite Finger, One Finger Universe." Ye Lingyue’s eyes narrowed, her slender finger swiftly moved, instantly releasing a mighty force.

Two equally strong waves of Primordial Power roared towards each other.

That finger, although appeared light, truly lived up to its name; one finger strike shattered all several palm shadows.

Zhan Gang was shocked, originally thinking this frail-looking kid was at most at the Small Yuan Dan Realm level, but it seemed he might be at the Great Primordial Dan Realm.

"Little brother, let’s talk nicely, I don’t want the payment, it’s all yours." Zhan Gang, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, seeing that the situation wasn’t good, hastily made a pleading gesture.

After hearing that, Ye Lingyue slowly withdrew her Primordial Power.

Seeing this, a sly glint flashed in Zhan Gang’s eyes, suddenly his hand held poison-infused Poison Sand, which he threw at Ye Lingyue!