Chapter 9

The corrosive rain fell for three days!

All the Seven Cliff Grass medicine fields within a radius of three or four thousand miles rotted!

There was no room for any recovery!

And the incident of the Heng family's prodigal son Heng Xian hoarding Seven Cliff Grass in advance was dug up and fermented rapidly!

The whole city's three religions and nine streams, the five major families, more than a dozen small families, and major markets were arguing about it—

How did Heng Xian predict the corrosive rain in advance?

There are three mainstream theories:

One, Heng Xian is just a front, and the Heng family used a mysterious magic treasure to predict the corrosive rain.

Two, Heng Xian just stumbled upon it. After all, a person who used to serve eighteen women and bought all the Seven Cliff Grass in the city for his concubine to swim in is normal.

Three, his mother, a disciple of the Da Luo Holy Sect, secretly sent someone to send a letter!

These three theories, except for the second one, cannot withstand scrutiny!

But no matter what, everyone has to face the predicament of "Yuan-Returning Pills"!

"Yuan-Returning Pill" is a necessary good pill for the Acquired Realm, Innate Realm, and Condensing Qi Realm!

Although there are similar pills, firstly, the effect is different, and secondly, everyone is used to Yuan-Returning Pills,

and the body has developed a dependence. Without Yuan-Returning Pills, there is no energy to do anything!

So, the Heng family's status soared!

The people who came to curry favor every day almost broke the threshold!

Old Master Heng laughed every day, as if he had found the feeling of first love!

The other four major families were bleeding in their hearts, but they were very helpless.

Can't start a war because of this, right?

On the afternoon of the third day, the Heng family released the first batch of 10,000 stalks of Seven Cliff Grass, price: 20 low-grade spirit crystals per stalk!

Directly raised the price tenfold!

However, it was snapped up in the blink of an eye!

The Heng family instantly made 200,000 low-grade spirit crystals!

The whole family was jubilant!

And the protagonist of the "Seven Cliff Grass Incident", Young Master Xian, at this time, disguised himself, carried 10,000 low-grade spirit crystals in a beast-skin box, and quietly went out with Ling Feng and twenty retainers.

Because Sun Bufan's maiden's first period from the Sun family was settled, and they were scheduled to meet in front of a ruined house in the north of the city.

When they arrived at the place, they saw wild grass growing nearby, and it was desolate.

Sun Bufan brought twenty or thirty people and sneaked out from the corner, stopping from a distance: "Did you bring the spirit crystals?"

Heng Xian was stunned. Such a familiar scene, he replied coldly: "Did you bring the goods?"

Sun Bufan clapped his hands, and a person behind him held out a small water altar.

Heng Xian also clapped his hands, and Ling Feng brought out the beast-skin box containing the spirit crystals.

The two waves of people narrowed their eyes and looked at each other, then slowly approached.

When they got to the front.

The leather box and the small water altar were placed in the middle.

Heng Xian squatted down and opened the leather box, revealing full spirit crystals: "Pure low-grade spirit crystals from the old mountain mine outside the city!"

Sun Bufan also opened the small water altar and said lightly: "Eleven to fifteen years old, the first period of three hundred and sixty-seven maidens, absolutely hard goods, fresh and pure!"

Heng Xian narrowed his eyes: "You take a sip, otherwise I can't trust you!"

"Okay..." Sun Bufan made a move to reach into the small water altar, but quickly retracted it: "It's fishy, I'm not doing it!"

"Haha..." The dozens of guards around couldn't help but laugh.

Heng Xian shook his head and cursed: "Why did you choose such a ghost place?"

Sun Bufan sighed: "The commotion on my side was too big, my father and grandfather wanted to abolish me, I barely ran out!"

As soon as the words fell, a dense sound of footsteps came from afar, and someone shouted sternly: "Illegal transaction, City Lord's Mansion Criminal Division catchers are arresting people! No one inside is allowed to move!"

Heng Xian looked at Sun Bufan: "Holy shit! There's a mole, you sold me out?"

Sun Bufan looked embarrassed: "A jar of girl's period blood, it's not worth it, right?"

That's true! Heng Xian nodded: "What will happen if we get caught in this situation?"

Sun Bufan's face turned pale: "With our identities, at least ten thousand low-grade spirit crystals to redeem people!"

Heng Xian immediately opened the "Xuanhuang Heavenly Hexagram": "Give me a plan!"

Answer: 【Run east, the chance of escaping is the greatest!】

Heng Xian picked up the small water altar and threw it to Ling Feng: "Flash!"

The two waves of people ran away separately.

Heng Xian looked around while running. There were not too many catchers, only sixty or seventy, and there were thirty or so chasing them.

The winning rate of a hard fight is not high!

After thinking about it, he ordered: "Every three feet we run, one person splits into the fork road, understand?"

All retainers: "Understand!"

They ran and scattered all the way, and the pursuers were indeed led astray, and not one caught up.

Just as they were about to reach an old residential area, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky.

And a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl appeared strangely in front.

In a tight catcher's outfit, high-heeled hat, holding a sword, with a melon-seed face and willow eyebrows, she sneered:

"City Lord's Mansion Ye family Ye Qingyi, Criminal Division catcher, fifth level of the Innate Realm, nicknamed Fairy Qingyi, put down the water vat, and I can spare your lives!"

Heng Xian stopped and looked at Ling Feng: "Go, kill her, I can't stand her pretending to be cool!"

Ling Feng's face was embarrassed: "She is three levels higher than this subordinate, this subordinate might not be able to beat her, but, Young Master, you go first, I'll drag her!"

As he said this, he handed the blood jar to Heng Xian, drew his knife, jumped, and lunged.

Heng Xian turned and left without a word.

Just after running twenty steps, he heard a muffled groan from Ling Feng behind him.

Ye Qingyi continued to chase: "Your retainer is vulnerable, let's see where you can run?"

Heng Xian opened the "Xuanhuang Heavenly Hexagram" again: "Give me a plan!"

Answer: 【This woman is good at jumping martial arts, but she is habitually inclined to the left, which should be a cultivation habit.

There is a latrine on the left side of the road thirty meters ahead, with strong suction. The host should run thirty meters on the left side of the road, and then squat down!】

"Received!"

Heng Xian ran wildly, counting thirty steps silently, and squatted down suddenly.

"Great Power Heavenly Dragon Claw, oh my—"

A sound of wind breaking came from behind, but she couldn't stop, and planted out over his head.

"Plop!" Ye Qingyi fell into a large piece of pitch-black latrine sauce in front.

For a time, shit sauce flew everywhere, and the stench was pungent.

Ye Qingyi was instantly submerged to her chest. In her nervousness, she choked on a mouthful of thick shit and immediately "vomited—" and vomited.

Determining that Ye Qingyi couldn't climb out for a short time, Heng Xian held the jar leisurely, squatted on the shore, and smiled:

"At least three-year-old shit sauce, how does it taste?"

Ye Qingyi pointed at him. As soon as she opened her mouth, she vomited again: "Vomit—"

Heng Xian continued to smile: "Still coming at me with the Great Power Heavenly Dragon? Monster, I saw at a glance that you are not human, petty tricks, still dare to show off in front of an expert?"

Ye Qingyi finally caught her breath and struggled to climb out of the shit sauce: "Heng Xian! So it's you, this trash! I want to kill you!"

Heng Xian continued to laugh: "I'm trash but I won't jump into shit. Don't think that because you are Fairy Qingyi, I, the Awesome Loose Practitioner, will give you face!"

Ye Qingyi was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, and she kept retching: "Vomit... if you have the ability, fight me openly and honestly... you trash who can't practice... you Heng family are all trash...

We will destroy your Heng family sooner or later... you trash, trash, trash..."

Heng Xian's face became serious: "You say the Heng family is trash, I won't argue with you, but you say I can't do it,"

"I am a person destined to be an expert. Within a month, I will come to you for a one-on-one fight, remember my words!"

As he said this, he turned and left.

"You trash, I can crush you with one finger! Your entire Heng family is trash,"

"my sixth brother Ye Xiaoyao will soon break through to Condensing Qi and become the first of the younger generation in Donglan City. Does anyone in your family compare?"

Ye Qingyi was still shouting.

In front, there was only the rain curtain, where was Heng Xian's shadow?

(End of chapter)