Chapter 38: Selling Spiritual Medicines, a Bountiful Harvest

"Chuyang, my nephew, Third Uncle doesn't believe."

He raised his fist, wanting to try again, wondering if the nephew before him could be that strong.

Chen Chuyang shook his head: "Third Uncle, why bother? Don't do useless work; I really don't want to hit you."

Just give the money; fighting and such—Chen Chuyang at least currently has no interest, especially hitting his own Third Uncle, which would be highly improper; if word got out, he'd be blamed, and if his parents found out, they'd surely cause trouble for Chen Chuyang.

It's too troublesome; mainly, beating Third Uncle half to death does him no good; as long as he gets the money, anything can be said.

Third Uncle is his good partner; many things need Third Uncle's help, otherwise he wouldn't be so comfortable staying on Longshe Shan; one could say these years have been Third Uncle taking care of him, far better than his father Chen Yuan, not even on the same level.

"If I accidentally hurt you, I'd still have to coax you, nephew."

As soon as he said that, Third Uncle Chen Shen, who originally didn't want to fight, immediately changed his mind.

"What do you mean by hurting me? This time it was an accident, not your true strength."

He doesn't believe Chen Chuyang is that strong.

"Chuyang, nephew, this punch will decide the outcome."

"Hah!" Third Uncle Chen Shen burst forth with true qi, reaching True Gang Third Heaven; after taking the Hundred Herbs Pill, his cultivation rose from True Gang Second Heaven, this breakthrough being his confidence and excitement.

He had been stuck at this level for over three years, unable to breakthrough; after taking a pill and expelling a batch of impurities, he broke through, but deep down he still doubted the effectiveness of Chen Chuyang's Hundred Herbs Pill—that taste still lingered in his mouth, making him nauseous.

It must be that he just expelled too much, leaving him weakened, allowing the nephew to spot a flaw and… be knocked away by him.

Yes, that must be it.

Third Uncle Chen Shen kept self-hypnotizing himself, telling himself there was no need to be afraid.

"Chuyang, nephew, this punch gathers thirty years of your Third Uncle's strength—you'd better be careful."

The Heavy Yang Fist is one of the Chen Clan's martial arts, and also a relatively profound martial art.

It enables one's true qi to take on a fire attribute; a single punch thrown forth is like the sun.

Its attack power is formidable, and it has a noticeable effect on damaging demonic beasts and yin ghosts.

Over the years, not a few demonic beasts and yin ghosts have died at his hands; this is Third Uncle Chen Shen's signature fist technique; today, he throws his all into this punch just to tell this nephew that his Third Uncle is a Strong One.

"Heavy Yang."

The fist came before his eyes again; Chen Chuyang lazily said, "Third Uncle, why do you still not believe in evil?"

He raised his hand.

A little.

A simple, ordinary motion.

"Bang."

Third Uncle, once again took flight, landing back in his original position.

This scene, so familiar, so shocking.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "Third Uncle, do you want to continue?"

The disbelieving Third Uncle got up and continued throwing punches.

"Continue."

"I don't believe it."

"Bang."

He fell face down again.

Third Uncle got up again; he refused to lose, his strength unlocking and bursting forth time and time again.

Finally, he exerted his full strength, yet the result remained the same.

Even with True Gang Third Heaven cultivation, he couldn't withstand a single move from the nephew.

In the end, he lay on the ground, doubting life itself.

After attacking over a dozen punches, the final result was still the same, utterly miserable.

Chen Chuyang came before Third Uncle, lowered his head and smiled: "Third Uncle, do you want to continue?"

Just treat it as a warm-up, just a bit of fun.

On Longshe Shan, it's overly tranquil, also overly bland, needing a bit of stimulation.

And Third Uncle added a splash of color to his life—how nice.

Third Uncle Chen Shen sat up, his gaze resentful as he stared at Chen Chuyang, like that of a resentful lady in her boudoir.

"Third Uncle, could you please not look at me like that? I'm scared, nephew."

"What the hell are you afraid of?" Third Uncle Chen Shen swore directly.

He tidied his clothes, his fists trembling, his right hand still shaking.

In the clash of strength, he lost.

From start to finish, the nephew Chen Chuyang used only a single finger.

How humiliating.

Chen Shen felt humiliated, being dealt with by his own nephew so miserably, he truly… was speechless, asking the heavens.

"You aren't just at the Skin-shedding Realm, are you? How can you be so heaven-defying?"

"You say this realm? It's just something the nephew used to deceive you; who knew you'd actually believe it, and the nephew can't do anything about it."

"……"

Third Uncle Chen Shen looked at the nephew spreading his hands, that gaze as if looking at an idiot.

And himself, in the nephew's eyes, is precisely that idiot.

He truly believed it and even helped the nephew, hoping he wouldn't be discouraged; but you tell me it's all just my fantasy, merely my wishful thinking—at this moment, Chen Shen's defenses broke.

He took a deep look at Chen Chuyang, having nothing to say.

"About this matter, do your parents know?"

You should know a bit, right?

Eh?

Third Uncle asked again: 'What about your eldest brother?'

Chen Chuyang thought for a moment, then said: 'He might know too, but he doesn't know I'm this strong; he thinks I'm the same as him.'

And your younger sister?

Chu Ran, she came to Longshe Shan a few days ago, then left crying.

I understand.

Poor niece, she was also made to cry by this person.

Really too scheming.

Originally, he wasn't alone; at this moment, Third Uncle Chen Shen felt much better.

Chuyang kid, next time, can you be gentler?

Third Uncle, I'm already very gentle.

Even a ten-thousandth of strength is useless; who knew Third Uncle you're such a weakling.

If Chen Shen knew Chen Chuyang's thoughts, he'd surely curse his mother.

Chen Chuyang reached out; Third Uncle thought he wanted to pull him up, but Chen Chuyang shook him off.

Third Uncle looked at Chen Chuyang doubtfully; Chen Chuyang said: 'Give me money.'

……

Wasting his feelings in vain, Chen Shen deep inside almost wanted to curse his ancestors eighteen generations.

If his eighteen generations of ancestors weren't also my own, I would have already greeted them a dozen times.

Then I'll greet his parents.

Here you go, that's all I have.

Chen Chuyang looked at the hundred spirit stones in his palm, happily put them away, and gave a thumbs-up: 'Third Uncle, you're generous.'

……

No good, Chen Shen is about to vomit blood.

Really, he can't take it; this nephew is too bullying.

Chen Shen finally suppressed his inner turmoil, gritted his teeth and said: 'Nephew, the spirit medicine—hurry and give it to me; Third Uncle will go help you sell it.'

Wait, Third Uncle.

Chen Chuyang found the spirit medicine, handed it to Third Uncle, divided it into two parts: one for the clan, the other his own, and had Third Uncle take it out to sell.

Chen Chuyang doesn't need these spirit medicines; he also kept a portion not listed in the formula as a backup.

At the same time, he also wanted Third Uncle to buy spirit medicine and spirit medicine seeds, as well as some formulas and other cultivation methods.

In short, Third Uncle knows everything Chen Chuyang wants; there's no need for him to say it again.

Kid, wait for Third Uncle's good news.

Third Uncle stood up, glanced at Chen Chuyang, took out some purchased items, and handed them to Chen Chuyang.

These are the things you wanted to buy last time.

Thanks, Third Uncle.

Hmph. Third Uncle Chen Shen gave Chen Chuyang a look and warned: 'If you use me as a test subject again next time, I won't let it go.'

No way, no way, how could that be? Third Uncle, you're the nephew's most beloved uncle; the nephew wouldn't do that.

Hehehe.

Do you believe this?

If we're not close, you won't scheme.

The closer the acquaintance, the more Chen Chuyang schemes; over the years, Third Uncle Chen Shen has had plenty of dealings with him and hasn't been spared from being schemed against.