CHAPTER 268: CHAPTER 268: LATE NIGHT, AMBUSH

"Mr. Xie, I noticed everyone vying for that bottle of elixir earlier. Is elixir very rare in the Mystical World?" Xia Mian casually asked.

Xie Chengming replied with a smile, "Miss, you might not know, but in the Mystical World, the Hundred Families compete fiercely. Naturally, there are also alchemists skilled in refining medicine. However, alchemists typically don’t have high cultivation levels, so seizing their elixir happens quite often in the Mystical World... Of course, it’s not just about seizing alchemists’ elixir; there are times when they are even killed to eliminate any trace, leading to fewer and fewer alchemists in the Mystical World..."

As the saying goes, rarity commands a high price, hence the rising cost of elixirs now.

Xia Mian suddenly realized, "Alchemists are becoming extinct at this rate?"

Xia Mian clicked her tongue in sympathy, "What a pitiful sect!"

Not only are they making wedding dresses for others, but they are also being slaughtered like chickens for eggs...

"Indeed, in the Mystical World, there is no right or wrong, only strength and weakness. Being weak is the original sin," Xie Chengming sighed deeply.

If Xia Mian wasn’t the young mistress of the Divine Clan, would I still welcome her with a smile and extend VIP treatment after she beat up the auction house’s guards?

No, I would gather all the experts from the auction house and mercilessly eliminate Xia Mian!

Xia Mian’s eyes narrowed, clearly having considered this, and her gaze toward Xie Chengming changed subtly.

"Being weak is the original sin..." Xia Mian repeated Xie Chengming’s words and abruptly changed the topic, "If I can supply you with elixirs, can you help me make money?"

Xia Mian’s sudden shift in conversation left Xie Chengming stunned, and only after a while did he look at Xia Mian in confusion, "Miss, can you refine elixirs? Are you in need of money?"

What a question, she’s not short of money, so why would she bother with refining medicine?!

"I’m just asking, are you interested or not?" Xia Mian’s face darkened, avoiding Xie Chengming’s question.

Xie Chengming immediately responded, "If Miss can stably supply elixirs to our auction house, we certainly won’t shortchange you!"

Only then did Xia Mian nod with satisfaction, "Mr. Xie is straightforward."

With Xie Chengming’s promise, Xia Mian felt relieved, understanding that the Divine Clan might be poor, but she learned a set of skills in the Three Thousand Worlds, and as long as it’s a money-making opportunity in the Mystical World, she can handle it!

Xia Weizhang watched as Xia Mian turned the conversation with Xie Chengming to making money and looked at Xia Mian in a way that said it all.

It’s not easy being the young mistress!

The Divine Master disappeared early, the Young Master is still in a coma, and the Divine Clan remains secluded from the world, with their treasury nearly depleted, yet the Divine Master handed over this mess to the young mistress...

Xia Weizhang shivered, suddenly feeling lucky not to have inherited the position of the Divine Master’s successor!

The meal was quite enjoyable for both parties, and after the meal, Xie Chengming eagerly saw them out of the auction house’s doors.

It wasn’t until their figures completely disappeared that the smile on Xie Chengming’s face began to fade.

"Mr. Ming." Ma the Fourth, nursing a swollen pig-head-like face, cautiously approached, "I apologize for my lack of judgment, causing trouble for the auction house. Please, Mr. Ming, punish me!"

Xie Chengming turned to look at Ma the Fourth, his eyes narrowing slightly into a smile, "You’ve been wronged today; I’ll increase this month’s allowance by three Spirit Stones."

Ma the Fourth was taken aback by the unexpected reward, "Thank you, Mr. Ming!"

Ma the Fourth had expected to be punished, but Xie Chengming not only refrained from punishment but rewarded him instead!

He resolved to repay such a kind Mr. Ming with his life in the future!

Xie Chengming merely chuckled, "Go on, you were just doing your job. Just be more careful in the future."

With tears of gratitude in his eyes, Ma the Fourth couldn’t express his deep appreciation for Xie Chengming.

As Xia Mian and the others left the auction house, it was already late, a pale yellow moon hanging in the sky.

Lu Zechuan held her hand gently, the two strolling hand in hand at a leisurely pace through this unfamiliar yet serene small town.

Gu Zhi followed behind the pair, observing their tightly clasped hands, wondering about something and instinctively narrowing her eyes.

She once loved someone, but both families didn’t approve. They had walked hand in hand through city streets, experiencing life’s fireworks together...

If she could make a name for herself in the Xuanmen Gu Family, she would return to find that girl and tell her she had never forgotten her.

Xia Weizhang’s gaze also shifted slightly, thinking of Ding Cheng at that moment.

The one who suddenly entered his world and then vanished without a trace, Ding Cheng.

The four had mixed feelings, returning to the Jufang Pavilion after ten minutes.

Initially cautious, they each set up barriers on their doors after entering their respective rooms.

If anyone tried to break into their rooms at night, they would sense the barrier’s disturbance.

It turned out their foresight was quite wise.

In the middle of the night, a shadow crept silently onto the second-floor corridor, pausing outside one of the rooms in the middle.

He pulled out a thin bamboo tube, pierced the window paper, and inserted it into the room, blowing a breath through it.

Estimating the time for the drug to take effect, he began a spell with both hands, placing them on the door.

As he cast the spell on the door, Gu Zhi, inside the room, suddenly opened her eyes as though sensing something.

The room was filled with a drowsy scent, and Gu Zhi instinctively sensed danger.

She had been targeted!

Indeed, among their group, she was likely the weakest and easiest to deal with, making her the starting point.

Gu Zhi squinted slightly, looking down at her wrist. On her wrist was a red string tied to a gilded gourd left by Qin Shuang.

In critical moments, it could be a life-saver.

Gu Zhi gently shook the gilded gourd, and it emitted a muffled hum as a red halo emerged, drifting toward the door.

Like infrared in the modern world, the red halo wove into a net over the door.

Just then, the door was pushed open from outside, and a man fully cloaked in black entered.

The red net enveloped him, tightening instantly, and Gu Zhi, quick as lightning, darted out of the room.

She headed straight for Xia Weizhang’s room at the far end.

Not fond of Xia Mian, she didn’t want to ask her for help when trouble arose.

Xia Weizhang’s room was also protected by a barrier. As soon as someone touched the door, Xia Weizhang woke up and hurried to the door, hearing Gu Zhi calling for help outside, "Mr. Xia, someone wants to kill me!"