Chapter 194: Second Uncle Becomes the New Miserable Wretch

Second Uncle Chen Chen gazed at the pill before him, pitch black; at a glance he knew it wasn't any proper medicinal pill—could this pill be eaten?

He was very doubtful, yet afraid to speak up, lest he hurt his nephew's heart; what if it were actually a good pill? That would be just giving it away for nothing.

Torn, Chen Chen pondered how to speak so as not to be cheated and not chill his nephew's heart; after weighing it for a long time, Chen Chen still couldn't utter a word, instead carefully examining that pill—pitch black, its appearance looked nothing like a pill; from the outside, this pill looked like a failed concoction.

But the nephew before him refused to follow the usual routine—who knew his refined pill might possibly look like this? Chen Chen smiled and said, "May I take a closer look?"

"No way, Second Uncle, this is a medicinal pill—can't just pass it around." Chen Chuyang instantly saw Second Uncle's thought and rejected his suggestion.

"Second Uncle, do you want it or not? If not, I'll sell it to others—my pills are in high demand, and I won't make an exception just for you. Later, don't say I'm not looking out for my own kin; you are my Second Uncle, you're family, so I'll give you a discount. Since you don't understand your nephew, I'll have to hand this pill over to someone else."

His words, voice trembling with tears, moved by emotion and reasoned by logic—it was impossible not to say that upon hearing this, Second Uncle Chen Chen felt like a tremendous sinner, having doubted his own nephew, which was utterly inhumane.

"Nephew Chuyang, Second Uncle wants to buy this pill—how much?"

Chen Chen felt guilty—this nephew had saved his daughter; how could he doubt his character or his pill? He was wrong; he shouldn't have had such thoughts.

Chen Chuyang immediately laughed: "Second Uncle, this is what you said—I'm not forcing you. Considering you're my Second Uncle, let's do this: for this pill, three hundred spirit stones will do."

"Three hundred spirit stones? Are you sure?" Chen Chen felt something was off, yet the price was indeed cheap—fair and square.

He gritted his teeth, produced three hundred spirit stones, and bought the pill from Chen Chuyang's hand.

Chen Chuyang, having received the spirit stones, naturally handed the pill to Second Uncle—it was merely a Hundred Herbs Pill; wasting it in his hand would be worse than selling it to Second Uncle.

We're all family—don't let the rich water flow to outsiders' fields.

"Second Uncle, nephew here still has a bottle of Hundred Herbs Pills—otherwise, why not buy them all together?"

"The price is fair—following the rate of three hundred spirit stones per pill, there are ten pills here, so I'll charge you three thousand spirit stones."

He reached out, asking for money.

One hand exchanges money, the other exchanges pills.

Chen Chen stared dumbfounded at the bottle of pills before him, his whole person stunned.

Not to mention him, the elder brother Chen Chusheng beside him laughed, unable to hold back.

"Pfft."

He knew it would definitely turn out this way—how could his brother be so kind as to just let Second Uncle off the hook?

For someone as wealthy as Second Uncle, it's impossible to let him go without squeezing him hard.

At the very least, they'd have to ruin Second Uncle financially before the brother would let him leave.

"This is truly my good brother—whether kin or not, he schemes."

He's even schemed against himself, let alone Second Uncle.

Truly achieving impartiality, Chen Chusheng wholeheartedly agrees with his brother on this point.

Fair and open, they never spare anyone based on status—among so many people, only mother and Shang Hongxue could escape.

No, wait—it seems besides mother, there's no one else.

Shang Hongxue before was surely also schemed against.

Chen Chusheng knows his brother too well—it's impossible for him to let someone come to his door without scheming; only if he can't scheme will he give up.

Shang Yue's pupils widened; at this moment he came to know his brother-in-law all over again.

Inside, he was utterly shocked.

"Brother-in-law, you're too awesome—actually scheming against your own kin!"

At the same time, he felt relieved—he wasn't the only one being schemed against.

His mood had never been so wonderful.

Shang Hongxue still wore a smile; this kind of maneuver was nothing much.

Brother Chuyang's schemes aren't finished yet—this is just a small link in a chain of traps; back then she herself had been schemed against plenty.

Anyone who enters Longshe Shan cannot leave with spirit stones in hand.

Earn money outside, spend it on Longshe Shan—that's the rule of Longshe Shan, and also Brother Chuyang's rule.

"Brother Chuyang could never be poor."

Shang Hongxue chuckled inwardly—only the wealthy are worth Brother Chuyang's scheming.

The poor have no spirit stones to offer for his scheming—for example, Liu Yuer and her mother, lacking spirit stones, can only serve as laborers, working for him.

"How many spirit stones?" Second Uncle Chen Chen stared in disbelief—he had just bought a single Hundred Herbs Pill, and you immediately produced a whole bottle of them.

Ten pills outright, three thousand spirit stones—where is he supposed to come up with that?

He doesn't have that many spirit stones either—the spirit stones on him have been all schemed away by this nephew, leaving only a scattered remainder.

This round, they hit him hard right away.

Indeed, it's his biological nephew—ruthless enough.

"Three thousand spirit stones, Second Uncle—if you're short, you can buy on credit; as uncle and nephew, there's no problem with that."

Having said that, Chen Chuyang immediately wrote up an IOU and placed it before Second Uncle Chen Chen.

Second Uncle Chen Chen: "???"

He just watched as his body was controlled by Chen Chuyang—signing, stamping his handprint.

He couldn't manage any act of resistance—so… he just signed it.

Chen Chuyang put away the IOU, smiling: "Second Uncle, this is your pill—remember, you must have the spirit stones ready within ten days; for each extra day, interest is ten spirit stones, and after over a month it doubles."

"Second Uncle, it's no problem if you repay later—I can wait."

Ten spirit stones interest per day? Ten days wouldn't that be a hundred?

Doubling after a month—if we count thirty days for the first month, wouldn't that be three hundred, then six hundred for the second, nine hundred for the third, and so on—wouldn't this sum be…?

The more he calculated, the more absurd it seemed; Chen Chen's heart pounded: "Nephew Chuyang, I don't want this pill."

These pills, he can't afford.

That many spirit stones, he can't pay back.

After thinking, he didn't want even a whole bottle of medicinal pills; he couldn't let himself fall into usury just out of gratitude—wouldn't that mean he'd have to work like an ox and horse for his nephew forever?

A cultivator of standing, yet in the end he became an ox and horse—that's certainly not what he wanted.

"Second Uncle, the deed is signed—there's no taking it back. If you don't want the medicinal pills, I can keep them for you, nephew, but there's a storage fee. Second Uncle, you also have to give me a sum each month; the fee isn't much, just ten spirit stones a month."

"I said it upfront—this is what you, Second Uncle, asked for, not me trying to screw you over."

"In my business, I stress voluntary agreement and honesty—no cheating the young or old."

Second Uncle Chen Chen: "……

Are you fucking obsessed with money? Everything needs money.

He can't even regret it; there's no such option.

That's an overbearing clause.

Shang Yue's mouth gaped wide, and it stayed that way for a long time.

He stared straight at his second brother-in-law; in that instant, his cerebellum shrank.

"This move is totally heaven-defying, isn't it?"

It's all about money—you can get screwed in a split second; no matter what you do, you'll get screwed.

Once something ends up in your second brother-in-law's hands, there's no chance of getting it back.