Chapter 90: Shang Hongchen Ascends the Mountain, a Warning

Elder Xinran, since you've already given yours, why not do this: give my sister's share as well, I'm too lazy to keep accounts.

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into complete silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Elder Xinran widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at Chen Chuyang, her mind went blank, and after a moment she realized that, if she heard correctly, this brat not only wanted to extort her once, but a second time.

She, who had never encountered extortion before, actually suffered two incidents in just one day; if word got out, no one would believe it.

Both extortions were by the same person—this is truly hard to believe, but the brat before her has a courage beyond ordinary; among everyone Elder Xinran has met, he is the boldest, without equal.

This young man opened her eyes—it turns out someone can truly be this shameless, can be this lowly, having stolen all of her sister's spirit stones and still trying to extort her; such behavior, even though Elder Xinran has lived many years, she has never encountered before, and she can't help wondering if this person before her is really a biological brother.

How could he go this far, how could he be so shameless?

That's a real sister, after all—even if she was picked up, after so many years together there are feelings; but he, his eyes only see spirit stones, a person who truly loves spirit stones, treating them as his life; Elder Xinran feels that so many traits coexisting in one person is too complicated.

"What did you say? Brat, Elder didn't hear clearly just now; could you say it again?"

Chen Chuyang took out a small notebook and recorded everything item by item.

"Elder Xinran, let me give you a proper calculation—you see, these spiritual herbs are all mine, cultivated with considerable time and effort, so charging a little labor fee is only right, isn't it?"

"That's right."

"Then I'll help you prepare the medicinal liquid and charge a fee—isn't that also reasonable?"

Elder Xinran nodded: "Reasonable."

"Look, you're wasting my time; I'll charge a little labor fee—no problem, right?"

"No problem."

"These accounts are all true, I haven't overcharged a single entry; my greatest virtue is being honest to young and old alike—even my sister is no exception, the numbers are clear, I won't cheat her, nor will I deceive you."

Finally, Chen Chuyang patted his chest and loudly spoke these words.

Honest to young and old.

Prices are fair, open, equitable, and just.

He never cheats a poor person.

Therefore.

You understand.

Elder Xinran looked at the accounts above; although reasonable, the total sum when added up was a bit large, but considering the effect, it's not much—compared to hiring other pill-refining masters, that time she didn't pay a huge price; calculated this way, Chen Chuyang's side is cheap, the effect good, the price fair.

However, she always felt she'd been cheated—she had clearly paid money, so why were there still so many entries?

Although each sum was reasonable, Elder Xinran still felt she had been ripped off.

She didn't care how many spirit stones were involved; she simply didn't want to be ripped off.

"So, you still want to collect two medium-grade spirit stones from your sister?"

"Exactly, just two; if you're willing to give more, I have no objection."

"..."

Elder Xinran took a deep breath and asked: "Can low-grade spirit stones work?"

His appetite is huge—he opens with a demand for medium-grade spirit stones.

Medium-grade spirit stones are scarce; most people possess low-grade ones, and although the ratio is one to a hundred, nobody would foolishly trade medium-grade for low-grade—that would be a losing deal.

According to black-market prices, one medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred fifty low-grade stones, yet it's still price without market.

Chen Chuyang's demand for medium-grade rather than low-grade spirit stones shows his ambition is great.

"Of course it's possible, but you must give me low-grade spirit stones at a rate of one to one hundred fifty."

"..."

Indeed he is a real brother, verified, truly related by blood.

He refuses to suffer even the slightest loss.

Elder Xinran was furious, wanting to raise her hand to give this brat a proper lesson.

In the end, however… she lowered her hand.

Her body had just relaxed a little, but she didn't want to add any more burden.

"Give."

"Thank you, Elder Xinran; you truly are the best master in the world—my sister meeting a master like you is blessings cultivated over several lifetimes."

Chen Chuyang put it away without changing expression, then offered a compliment—this sentence, Elder Xinran found very pleasing.

Although this brat is quite scheming, he speaks well.

She also greatly agreed with that statement.

"Hand over the account book."

"Ahaha, Elder Xinran, do you still not trust me?"

After Elder Xinran received the account book and burned it on the spot, she murmured: "Who knows if you'll cheat Chu Ran again."

"Eh?"

To be frank, Chen Chuyang indeed has this idea—cheating his sister once more would guarantee she'd be overwhelmed with pleasure.

If he could manage to cheat her, that would be best; if not, he wouldn't lose either.

Being exposed face-to-face, Chen Chuyang showed no embarrassment, laughing awkwardly: "Elder Xinran, you're joking—I, Chen Chuyang, am the famously honest person of Longshe Cheng; how could I do such a despicable thing? Chu Ran is my sister; I could never have any designs on my own sister."

"Who knows you."

Elder Xinran never believed his words; they were too fake.

Coincidentally, at this moment his sister woke up.

Immediately, she ran toward Chen Chuyang, wanting to hug him—since she was dirty, they'd be dirty together.

Fortunately, Chen Chuyang quickly dodged, fleeing far away; Chen Chu Ran could only end up jumping into the fish pond to wash up.

The fish turned belly up.

Chen Chuyang appeared again, began counting those fish, then met Xinran Zhanglao's eyes.

You understand.

Another brand-new ledger appeared.

It records how many fish died, all of which need to be compensated.

Xinran Zhanglao's mouth twitched; she was truly speechless.

Looking down at that number, it was again two medium-grade spirit stones; at this moment, even if Xinran Zhanglao's mindset was good, she couldn't help but break down.

Xinran Zhanglao, don't go, you still haven't paid.

It's just two medium-grade spirit stones; you won't even be unable to come up with two medium-grade spirit stones, will you?

Little sister, your master won't give it, you come up with the money.

What, you have no money? Then sign your name, and pay next time.

Finally, Chen Churan signed her name, she looked at her second brother with a complex expression, raising her hand several times only to put it down again.

Second brother, you will die a miserable death.

After throwing down those harsh words, Chen Churan went down the mountain.

She will come back for revenge; she will definitely retrieve the torment of these days.

Chen Chuyang waved them off: "Take your time, welcome back next time."

After thinking, he continued to shout.

Next time, remember to bring more spirit stones.

The two masters and disciples descending the mountain almost fell flat on their faces.

Their departure speed increased; they didn't want to be trapped again, so staying longer might leave both of them in debt.

Chen Chuyang watched their retreating backs, happily saying, "We made a killing, we really made a killing this time."

Medium-grade spirit stones— I never expected Elder Xinran Zhanglao to be so wealthy; as an elder of a great faction, she's indeed different.

Having gathered everything, Chen Chuyang looked down the mountain; outside the formation, in another direction, Shang Hongchen stood there, hesitating whether to go up the mountain. Her movements fell into Chen Chuyang's eyes—he did not immediately let this woman up the mountain, but merely observed.

That woman Shang Hongchen is back again— surely no good will come of it.