Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 970: Who is the Pig, Who is the Tiger
"Young Master Wang, the Medicine King Manor is just up ahead."
Ten miles outside Daye City, a carriage stopped in front of a manor’s gate. The brocade-clad man accompanying Wang Chen smiled and said to him, "The five-hundred-year-old ginseng you want can only be found here now."
"Hmm."
Wang Chen nodded and disembarked from the carriage.
Today, he was dressed in a white scholar’s robe, gracefully concealing his extraordinary aura, the very picture of a peerless gentleman in this troubled world.
In the past two days, having just arrived in the Imperial Capital, Wang Chen had embarked on a sweeping operation among the ancient shops of Daye City’s big commercial houses, purchasing a large number of precious medicinal herbs.
Because his potential points were exchanged for these body-strengthening medicinal herbs!
Previously, in the smaller counties below, Wang Chen couldn’t buy too much high-quality goods due to limitations, but the Imperial Capital gathered the world’s treasures. As long as one was willing to spend the silver, even thousand-year ginseng could be obtained.
Since Wang Chen was extremely generous and considered a top-tier wealthy customer, one of the medicinal herb shops introduced him to the Medicine King Manor, located outside the Imperial Capital.
It was said that Medicine King Manor stored medicines from all over the world, with an astonishing reserve, where one could find all kinds of rare and unusual medicinal herbs.
Naturally, Wang Chen had to come and see for himself.
Nowadays, the benefits of younger medicinal herbs were very limited for him; he needed more, higher quality goods. In the past two days alone, he had spent several hundred thousand taels of silver.
In the front hall of the Medicine King Manor, Wang Chen met the owner of the manor—Elder Mu.
Elder Mu had snow-white hair, yet his complexion was rosy and robust, his eyes bright with inner radiance, clearly no ordinary man.
According to the brocade-clad man’s introduction, the master of the Medicine King Manor came from a long line of doctors. He himself was a famous physician, and it was centuries of accumulation that had created his renowned reputation.
After learning of Wang Chen’s intentions, Elder Mu swiftly had someone fetch three sandalwood boxes from the storeroom.
He personally opened all the boxes, each of which contained a fully-rooted old mountain ginseng.
"This one is five hundred and twenty-seven years old…"
Elder Mu introduced them one by one, "This one is five hundred and fifty years, and this one, the best quality, is nearly six hundred years old!"
His tone was tinged with pride and satisfaction, "Young Master Wang, if it weren’t for the guarantee of Auspicious Cloud Hall, I wouldn’t part with even a single one, as these old mountain ginsengs will be worth even more in the future!"
Wang Chen nodded and inquired, "May I ask how much these ginsengs cost?"
Elder Mu lifted his chin, pointing to the five hundred and twenty-seven-year-old ginseng, "This one is two hundred and fifty thousand taels."
Pointing to the best quality one, "This one is four hundred thousand taels, not negotiable!"
The price of older mountain ginseng varied greatly; those over five hundred years were considered treasures of heaven and earth, their value beyond the imagination of ordinary people and essentially priceless.
Elder Mu’s asking price was not excessive.
Wang Chen pondered for a moment, then asked, "May I take a closer look?"
Elder Mu smiled, "Of course."
Saying so, he pushed the box with the most expensive old mountain ginseng towards Wang Chen.
Wang Chen’s eyes flashed, and a spiritual light flickered across his pupils.
The next moment, he withdrew his gaze, stood up, and said, "Elder Mu, I have troubled you for nothing."
Elder Mu was taken aback by the sudden departure, first freezing in place and then frowning as he asked, "Young Master Wang, what is the meaning of this?"
His tone now carried a trace of anger, showing extreme displeasure.
The brocade-clad man next to him sensed trouble and quickly interjected, "Young Master Wang, you…"
Wang Chen glanced at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, causing the man to choke back his words, his face turning beet red.
Wang Chen pointed to the box of ginseng on the table, saying indifferently, "I don’t like jokes, nor do I like others joking with me, Elder Mu. Your joke is a bit too much!"
He was a man of considerable stature and had previously consumed five-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng; he was in no way lacking in eyesight or experience.
This ginseng, flawless in size, shape, as well as color and smell, was almost beyond reproach.
Yet no matter how perfectly it masqueraded, it couldn’t possess the unique Spiritual Energy and charm of a genuine five-hundred-year-old ginseng.
In other words, what lay before Wang Chen was a counterfeit!
"A joke?"
Elder Mu flew into a rage, "You think I’m joking with you? What do you mean? Are you suggesting that my ginseng is fake?"
"Hehe."
Wang Chen laughed, "True or false, don’t you know it yourself?"
Elder Mu’s face darkened at once as his gaze toward Wang Chen turned fiendish, "Young Master Wang, the century-long reputation of Medicine King Manor isn’t something you can tarnish at will. If you do not make yourself clear today, don’t think about leaving through this door!"
As his voice fell, two robust Martial Artists immediately appeared at the entrance of the front hall, glaring menacingly at Wang Chen.
The aura and momentum they exuded clearly reached the level of a fourth-tier Martial General!
Unperturbed, Wang Chen replied, "Could it be that Medicine King Manor also intends to coerce a sale?"
He turned to the brocade-clad man beside him, "Manager Wan, what do you have to say?"
The brocade-clad man took two steps back and chuckled obsequiously, "Young Master Wang, I was only responsible for bringing you here; anything else has nothing to do with me. I really don’t know what would be best to say."
While he appeared to be truly frightened on the surface, inside he was sneering coldly.
A fat sheep like Wang Chen was destined to be slaughtered sooner or later, so why shouldn’t they be the first?
To blame was only Wang Chen himself, a fool for not understanding the principle of not flaunting wealth, he deserved this lesson!
"I see now, you’re all in this together."
Wang Chen smiled, "You thought I was a fat sheep for the slaughter? Aren’t you afraid of shattering your teeth? Do you know who I am?"
Elder Mu said coldly, "It doesn’t matter who you are; we first have to settle this matter before anything else!"
He was already harboring a murderous intent.
While speaking, Elder Mu gave a covert look.
The Martial Artist blocking the door, his eyes gleaming with malice, suddenly stepped forward and threw a punch aimed at Wang Chen’s back.
His intent was to break Wang Chen’s spine, leaving him injured but not dead, and without any ability to resist.
Bang!
In a flash of lightning, the Martial Artist’s fist heavily struck Wang Chen.
The sound of bone breaking erupted!
"Ah!"
To everyone’s surprise, the scream did not come from Wang Chen, but from the attacker!
The fourth-tier Martial General had just pulled back his right hand, his five fingers completely twisted, and stark white bones had burst through the skin, half his arm now bent.
The immense pain contorted his face so violently that it was a sign of his strong will that he didn’t faint on the spot.
The target of the ambush, Wang Chen, simply shook his head in disappointment, "Elder Mu, in business we should have integrity even when deals fall through. What you did was too much."
Elder Mu was stunned for a moment, then, driven by desperation, he brazenly shed all pretense, "Kill him!"
He could never have imagined that Wang Chen, who he saw as a fat pig ripe for the slaughter, turned out to be a fearsome tiger in disguise.
It was precisely because of this that Elder Mu’s desire to kill intensified to the extreme!
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The second update is delivered.
