Chapter 909: I Don't Lack Money At All

"I don't lack money. Where did you get this medicine? Even a major sect like the Tiance Sword Mansion, by exhausting the power of the entire sect, couldn't produce a few Miyuan Pills. Where did you get it?" Pei Qing stared at Chen Yu, his breathing rapid.

"The Miyuan Pill was refined by ancient alchemists. In modern times, the path of alchemy has declined and almost been lost, which is why this medicine is so precious." Chen Yu smiled. "But you must know, Martial Artists are not the strongest in this world."

"True Hidden Sects are called Dharma Cultivators. They rarely have contact with the world, so even Martial Dao Sects know very little about their situation. Although alchemists are precious, they are not non-existent within the sects of Dharma Cultivators."

"You know Dharma Cultivators?" Pei Qing's gaze became even stranger. He stared at Chen Yu. "These things are not important. How do you want to sell this medicine?"

"I don't lack money." Chen Yu sat down and said indifferently, "What I lack are just some special channels."

"Are you trying to set your sights on our pharmaceutical production?" Pei Qing was not a fool; he instantly understood Chen Yu's meaning.

"Young Master Pei is a smart man." Chen Yu smiled slightly. "And I found out that Young Master Pei controls an underground factory, and the medicine produced is only for internal consumption. I want to take a portion from here."

"Who did you hear that from?" Pei Qing narrowed his eyes.

"I naturally have my own channels for gathering information; Young Master Pei shouldn't ask." Chen Yu smiled. "I also know many people in those circles in Shengjing."

"But what they lack is a private drug manufacturing factory. Young Master Pei also knows that this stuff is strictly controlled now; you can't buy it even with money."

"So you want to take a portion from me to provide to those people in Shengjing?" Pei Qing understood Chen Yu's meaning.

"That's right, that is the meaning." Chen Yu smiled slightly. "I wonder how Young Master Pei is considering it?"

"How much do you want?" Pei Qing was pondering the pros and cons.

"Not much, only for a very small number of people." Chen Yu said.

"No problem." Pei Qing thought for a moment and agreed without hesitation.

"Young Master Pei is truly a straightforward person." Chen Yu laughed heartily. "Then Young Master Pei, since it's settled, let's go somewhere else to talk. At the very least, I must see Young Master Pei's sincerity. Letting me visit, that's not a big problem, right?"

"Fine, let's go." Pei Qing nodded.

Pei Qing and Chen Yu sat in a specially modified Cullinan, and the car slowly drove toward the outskirts of Jinling.

The car drove to a desolate wilderness and stopped. He turned his head to look at Chen Yu. "How is this place?"

"Here?" Chen Yu glanced at it in surprise; it was pitch black outside.

"Hehe, how do you like this place as your Burial Ground?" Pei Qing gave a ferocious laugh, took out a gun, and aimed it at Chen Yu's head.

"What does Young Master Pei mean by this?" Chen Yu asked.

"Kid, your medicine is indeed real, but your motives are truly impure. You want to set your sights on our underground ice-making factory?" Pei Qing sneered. "Is this something you can touch?"

"It seems Young Master Pei still doesn't trust me." Chen Yu smiled slightly. "Since everyone chose to cooperate, there should be some spirit of contract."

"At worst, if the business doesn't work out, the friendship remains. Isn't Young Master Pei being a bit excessive by doing this?"

"Less nonsense, get out of the car." Pei Qing barked.

The car door opened. Chen Yu got out of the car, and several bodyguards with good skills surrounded him, one of whom was an Inner Family Expert.

"Chen Yu, hand over the thing in your hand, and I'll give you a quick death." Pei Qing retreated a few steps, the gun in his hand always pointed at Chen Yu's head.

"Is Young Master Pei planning to rob me by force?" Chen Yu stared at Pei Qing and smiled slightly. "If that's the case, then Young Master Pei is afraid to be disappointed."

"Hehe, there has never been anything I, Pei Qing, have taken a fancy to that I couldn't get. Less nonsense, hand over the thing." Pei Qing sneered.

"What a pity, I originally wanted to talk properly, but it seems that won't work now." Chen Yu shook his head helplessly and reached into his chest.

Pei Qing's breathing was rapid. The Miyuan Pill was something he dreamed of, and now that it was about to be in his hands, how could he not be excited?

Suddenly, several leaves fell slowly. These leaves were originally unremarkable, but the moment they fell, a murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"Young Master Pei, watch out!" That Inner Family Expert roared and lunged toward Pei Qing, tackling him to the ground.

Almost at the same time, several leaves whistled in all directions with biting murderous intent. *Pu, pu, pu*, accompanied by several sounds, the leaves scattered.

A group of bodyguards screamed and flew out, each of them having an extra fatal wound on their bodies.

One of the Inner Family Expert's arms was severed by a leaf, and he lay on the ground, screaming incessantly.

Chen Yu stepped forward and walked toward Pei Qing.

Pei Qing raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at Chen Yu.

*Bang, bang, bang*, several gunshots rang out, but these bullets were all blocked without exception by a Qi Wall around Chen Yu.

Pei Qing was dumbfounded. Aside from experts in the Martial Ancestor Realm, he had never seen anyone who was not afraid of bullets.

Chen Yu grabbed his neck and smiled slightly. "Young Master Pei, take me to the factory; that way, you can die more quickly."

"Who the hell are you?" Pei Qing shrieked. "My father is an Outer Sect Disciple of the Tiance Sword Mansion, and our Pei Family has the support of the Tiance Sword Mansion behind the scenes."

"I know." Chen Yu smiled slightly. "I came to Jinling to target your Pei Family and the Tiance Sword Mansion."

"Who are you?" Pei Qing was terrified. The other party knew his background and still dared to do this; they must be fearless.

But who on earth was he? Did he not even put the Tiance Sword Mansion in his eyes?

"You don't need to know who I am." Chen Yu smiled indifferently. "Knowing too much is no good for you either. Now, take me to the factory."

"Don't even think about it." Pei Qing sneered. "I've lived for over twenty years, what kind of situation haven't I seen? You..."

But as soon as his voice fell, he felt his body stiffen, and then he discovered in horror that his body was floating up.

He looked down and was scared out of his wits; his body was still in place, but his consciousness had floated out of his body.

His soul had been pulled out directly by Chen Yu.

"Yinxian." Chen Yu said in a deep voice.

"Present." With a flash of black Qi, Yinxian, clad in heavy armor, appeared. To ordinary people, Yinxian was a soul-snatching messenger from the Underworld and Hell, very intimidating.

"This person is not cooperating, take him away." Chen Yu said indifferently.

With a *clatter*, a thick iron chain was already hooked onto Pei Qing's neck. He felt his body sink, continuously falling downward.