Chapter 1551: Shamelessness
Feng Wuchen's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Old Yang with a half-smile.
"Shopkeeper Yang, is what this beast saying true?" Feng Wuchen asked with a chuckle.
"Bastard! Who are you calling a beast? If you've got guts, say it again!" Young Master Zhang erupted in anger.
"Once." Feng Wuchen shrugged, wearing a smug expression.
"You!" Young Master Zhang was furious, his face extremely distorted, and the fire in his eyes seemed enough to burn Feng Wuchen to ashes.
"I wonder if you're a dog? Biting people like a mad dog, are you having fits of rabies?" Feng Wuchen unceremoniously mocked him.
Young Master Zhang's face twitched, teeth gritted, fists clenched, and the power of the Heavenly Monarch Realm accelerated to emerge.
Yet, Young Master Zhang did not dare to make a move, knowing that here was the territory of the Zi Xian Pavilion.
Though the Zhang family was strong, they could not afford to provoke the Zi Xian Pavilion.
If a fight broke out, the Zi Xian Pavilion would definitely be alerted, and Old Yang would not be able to protect him.
"Look, the rabies is about to act up." Feng Wuchen sneered, showing no regard for Young Master Zhang.
These words nearly made Young Master Zhang spit blood up into the sky.
"Kid, I advise you not to be too arrogant!" Old Yang said solemnly, his old face looking somewhat unpleasant.
"Considering the herbs, I won't argue with you." Feng Wuchen shrugged.
Feng Wuchen looked at Shopkeeper Yang and continued, "Shopkeeper Yang, name your price. I know the white jade vines aren't so expensive. A hundred-year piece of white jade vines is worth thirty million crystal stones, surely not ten billion crystal stones. I've heard everything you said just now."
Shopkeeper Yang's face turned completely gloomy.
"Thirty million crystal stones?" Young Master Zhang looked at Shopkeeper Yang in shock.
Though Young Master Zhang wasn't an alchemist, he'd heard of white jade vines, which were absolutely rare items.
Thirty million crystal stones for white jade vines, even if it's not five hundred years old, just a hundred-year piece is worth more than this. Old Yang would be making a killing!
Obviously, Old Yang was deliberately scamming those unfamiliar with herbs, with a hint of using power to intimidate.
Managing the herb shop at Zi Xian Pavilion for many years, who knows how many crystal stones Old Yang has conned from people.
"Not selling! Go find someone else to buy." Old Yang refused without hesitation, a barely discernible hint of killing intent flickering deep in his old eyes.
Old Yang seemed to have already guessed what Feng Wuchen intended to do.
"Shopkeeper Yang..." Feng Wuchen wanted to say more but was forcibly interrupted by Young Master Zhang.
Young Master Zhang suppressed his inner fury, saying gloomily, "Didn't you hear Old Yang? Not selling! Get lost!"
"Slap!"
"Spit!"
As Young Master Zhang's words fell, suddenly, a black shadow slapped across, with a crisp sound, sending Young Master Zhang flying, blood and broken teeth spewing forth, landing heavily against a stone pillar in the hall.
Just a single massive slap knocked Young Master Zhang out cold.
Young Master Zhang could never have dreamed that Feng Wuchen would dare to slap him.
"This kid is at least of the Eight Heavenly Gods Realm!" Old Yang frowned slightly, his old face becoming more solemn.
Feng Wuchen daring to strike Young Master Zhang at least suggests some background.
Of course, here was Zi Xian Pavilion's territory, the old man had no fear.
"You've got quite the nerve to touch the young of the Zhang family." Shopkeeper Yang sneered coldly, gloating.
"That's none of your business." Feng Wuchen showed no fear.
"Shopkeeper Yang, this piece of white jade vine isn't even a hundred years old, that fool sold it to you for thirty million; I'll offer a hundred million, triple the price. Consider it." Feng Wuchen chuckled.
"No need to consider, the herb won't be sold by me, you can leave!" Shopkeeper Yang wanted no more entanglement with Feng Wuchen.
"Not selling?" Feng Wuchen's lips curled into a mocking cold smile.
Shopkeeper Yang was truly ignorant!
"The white jade vine in your hand is no less than five hundred years old, the real price at least fifty billion crystal stones. Yet Shopkeeper Yang lies saying it's less than a hundred years old, and even more shamelessly, you deceived me with a price of thirty million crystal stones."
"You're using the name of Zi Xian Pavilion to deceive and extort money. Zi Xian Pavilion is known for its integrity, never deceitful, yet you betray the trust of Zi Xian Pavilion. If Zi Xian Pavilion learned of this, what fate do you think awaits you?"
"I offered one hundred million, and you refused me; truly ignoring a good face when given."
By this point, Feng Wuchen's tone turned ice-cold, each word firm and powerful.
Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Yang's old face changed drastically, both alarmed and gloomy.
Old Yang, although the shopkeeper of Zi Xian Pavilion's herb shop, was ultimately a mere servant, without power.
If Zi Xian Pavilion really found out about this, Shopkeeper Yang would surely die.
"You dare threaten me? Stinking brat, I guess you're tired of living!" Shopkeeper Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, glaring ferociously at Feng Wuchen, like a fierce tiger ready to devour Feng Wuchen whole!
"I'm just speaking the truth." Feng Wuchen smiled blandly.
"Courting death!" Shopkeeper Yang shouted angrily: "You know too much, today you must die!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Immediately following Old Yang's words, eight figures appeared swiftly, all Heavenly Gods Realm experts.
These eight Heavenly Gods Realm experts were apparently guards of Zi Xian Pavilion's herb shop, mainly protecting the precious herbs.
"Kill this kid!" Old Yang shouted darkly in anger.
Eight Heavenly Gods Realm experts attacked without hesitation, like tigers coming down a mountain, fiercely charging toward Feng Wuchen.
"Like eggs to a rock." Feng Wuchen shrugged, smirking coldly.
Eight mere Heavenly Gods Realm experts, Feng Wuchen didn't regard them at all, not even if they were eight Heavenly Emperor experts.
The next moment, the eight Heavenly Gods Realm experts were dumbfounded!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Spit, spit, spit!"
Feng Wuchen's figure suddenly disappeared, and in a blink, the eight Heavenly Gods Realm experts nearly simultaneously spat out blood, all collapsing to the ground, writhing in screams.
Feng Wuchen struck just right, rendering them incapable of fighting while sparing their lives.
"This... how is this possible..." Old Yang's eyes nearly fell out from shock, saying in terror, "Heaven... Heavenly Emperor expert, you... you're a Heavenly Emperor expert!"
"Slap!"
"Spit!"
Feng Wuchen instantly arrived, slapped fiercely, with a crisp sound, Old Yang spat blood and his body flew backward, crashing hard into the wooden rack where herbs were placed.
A single slap completely dismantled Old Yang.
"Don't... don't come over..."
Old Yang was utterly panicked, his measly Heavenly Monarch Realm couldn't possibly contend with Feng Wuchen.
"Old fool, don't recognize a kind face." Feng Wuchen sneered, "Seems I'll have to report this to the Pavilion Master of Zi Xian Pavilion myself."
"No! I'll sell it to you now!" Old Yang yelled in fear.
"Sell to me?" Feng Wuchen chuckled dismissively, "I gave you face, you refused it, and even aimed to kill; do you think such a bargain exists in the world?"