Chapter 20: Being Picked On

When Yang Licheng pulled out the Grade 2 superior pills, he quickly drew the attention of many people.

After all, in the Outer Gate Trading Square, although 2-grade pills were also sold, most of them were junior 2-grade pills.

People like Yang Licheng who sold superior 2-grade pills directly were very rare.

"Don't miss it if you pass by!"

"Superior 2-grade pills are on sale at a special price! Only 1,000 contribution points or 30 spirit stones are needed to buy." Yang Licheng shouted loudly.

Under Yang Licheng's promotion, his stall was soon surrounded by people.

After all, these were superior 2-grade pills, which were definitely something hard to come by outside.

In no time, he had sold out all the superior 2-grade pills in his hand.

Looking at the 100,000 contribution points and over 1,000 spirit stones he had earned, Yang Licheng's mouth almost curved into a smile.

The cost of the herbs used to make the pills he had sold was only around 30,000 contribution points at most. In just a moment, he had earned over 100,000 contribution points, which would make anyone grin from ear to ear.

Many people who hadn't managed to buy the 2-grade pills were so angry that they stamped their feet. After all, these were superior 2-grade pills, which were much stronger than junior 2-grade pills. Looking at the crowd that lingered for a long time, Yang Chenyang smiled and said, "Dear fellow disciples, don't rush. I will come back tomorrow to sell high-level 2nd-grade pills and some other high-level pills. You just need to be prepared with your contribution points or spirit stones."

After saying that, Yang Chenyang left the trading square and headed for the exchange hall.

With 100,000 contribution points, he walked with a light step.

It was like a poor guy who suddenly won 5 million.

In the exchange hall, Yang Chenyang spent 50,000 contribution points to exchange for a high-level mystical sword named Qingling Sword. The rest was all exchanged for various herbs used for making pills.

Yang Chenyang found a secluded forest and then sneaked into the Haotian Yu space to start making pills.

Meanwhile, the news of the appearance of high-level 2nd-grade pills at the outer gate trading square spread throughout the Tianyuan Palace outside.

For a while, many people focused their attention on the trading square tomorrow.

The appearance of high-level 2nd-grade pills was definitely a shocking bombshell for many outer gate disciples.

Especially for many cultivators who were at the 2nd realm's 7th or 8th layer, it was already very slow to cultivate by sitting and absorbing the energy of the heavens and the earth.

Spirit stones were also very precious and scarce, so pills were the best choice.

In the Haotian Yu space.

After several hours of making pills, Yang Chenyang turned all the herbs into pills. Of course, most of them were superior pills, only a small part were high-level pills.

He also refined a lot of high-level detoxification pills, healing pills, and Huangyuan pills.

After refining the pills, Yang Wanshao began to practice.

He sat in a lotus position, took out dozens of superior 2nd-grade pills, and gradually absorbed the pure spiritual energy contained in the pills.

As the pills were absorbed, Yang Wanshao's cultivation quickly reached the fourth layer of the second realm.

At this point, he stopped, because the breakthrough of the realm requires time to refine.

The effect of pills can make a person's cultivation quickly rise from the initial stage to the peak.

However, the breakthrough of the realm requires time accumulation and practical refinement.

Some talents are much clearer in their understanding, and can break through the realm barrier very quickly.

On the other hand, some useless people can only break through the peak of the small realm, and cannot break through to the next small realm even if they are given the best pills.

Yang Wanshao had just broken through to the fourth layer of the second realm a few days ago, so he was not in a hurry to break through to the next realm. A too fast breakthrough is not good, and will actually cause a weak foundation.

The next day.

The outer gate of Tianyuan Palace's trading square, Yang Wanshao returned to the stall he had visited yesterday. This morning, Yang Lingchen had just set up his stall when he was surrounded by a group of people who were eagerly demanding to buy the highest quality 2nd-grade pills.

Oh my god, business is so good?

"Brothers and sisters, the rising cost of living has led to an increase in the cost of making pills, so I have made some minor adjustments to the prices," Yang Lingchen said.

"Today, in addition to 2nd-grade pills, there are also healing pills, poison-neutralizing pills, and rejuvenation pills. There is also a seductive pill called the 'Happy Pill' that will leave you wanting more. All pills are priced at 2,000 contribution points or 40 spirit stones per piece," Yang Lingchen said.

"You're raising prices unreasonably!" some people complained.

"Oh, I don't want to raise prices! But I got these from other suppliers, and the cost of herbs has gone up, so the price of the pills has gone up too," Yang Lingchen said.

"I'll take two 2nd-grade pills,"

"I'll take one poison-neutralizing pill,"

Everyone started buying at once, and Yang Lingchen's price increase did not dampen their enthusiasm for high-quality pills.

"I'll take...a few Happy Pills," a man who was dressed from head to toe came up and said.

"Ha ha... Wu Yi-fan, what are you covering up so tightly? Do you think everyone can't recognize you?" a man laughed.

"Ha ha ha..." everyone laughed.

"What are you laughing at? What are you pretending to be, a virtuous gentleman?" Wu Yifan took the Huānyuán Pill and slunk away from the scene.

"Move aside, move aside!"

At this moment, several arrogant and domineering young men walked over and drove away all those who had come to buy the pill.

"Hey, little guy, here are ten spirit stones. I'll take all your pills," said a young man dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a haughty expression on his face. Behind him were seven or eight henchmen, all of whom were at the 2nd level of cultivation, around the 7th or 8th layer.

"You seem to have a big problem," Yan Chenming snorted.

"You little guy are asking for death," the haughty young man snarled, and slapped out a hand to hit Yan Chenming.

"Bang!"

Yan Chenming was well-prepared, and he immediately swung his staff at the young man's hand.

"Pap...!"

"Aah... Aah... Aah...!"

The young man's right hand hit Yan Chenming's wolf tooth staff, and he let out a piercing scream.

"Kill this guy for me, and I'll take the blame," the haughty young man roared.

Immediately, the young man's seven or eight henchmen charged at Yan Chenming.

Yan Chenming didn't hold back, drawing his Qingling Sword and using his swordplay and footwork to charge forward.

"Swish... Swish... Swish... Swish...!"

After a few sword strikes, all seven or eight of the 2nd level, 7th or 8th layer disciples had their leg tendons severed, lying on the ground in all directions.

"Hey, little guy, do you know who I am?" "Dare to touch my people." The arrogant youth glared at Yang Chenming coldly.

"Of course, you're my dear grandson." Yang Chenming smiled faintly.

"Little bastard, you wait." The arrogant youth glared at Yang Chenming coldly and turned to leave.

Yang Chenming took advantage of the arrogant youth turning his back and swung the wolf tooth stick at him in an instant.

"Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...!"

Yang Chenming swung the stick as he went, saying, "For cursing my grandfather, for showing off, son. Now tell me, who's the little bastard?"

With Yang Chenming's agility and the advantage of a surprise attack, the arrogant youth hadn't had time to react when he was bombarded by Yang Chenming's fierce attacks.

In no time, the arrogant youth was beaten to a bloody pulp by Yang Chenming.

"Little bastard, you're dead meat." The arrogant youth's eyes were filled with an unbearably malicious look as he looked at Yang Chenming.

"Bang...!"

Yang Chenming swung the arrogant youth's teeth onto the ground, causing a gush of blood and scattering the teeth all over the place.

Then he kicked the arrogant youth like a dead dog and threw him away.

Everyone was shocked!

The disciples of Tianyuan Palace who were watching the scene stood frozen in place.

This arrogant youth was the younger brother of Mo Zihao, one of the top ten talents in the outer sect, and this guy dared to beat him up like this. "Brothers and sisters, if you want to buy丹药, please hurry up. I won't be coming back after today." Yang Sanchen called out again.

After this, he really didn't plan to come back again. After all, he had already earned enough contribution points, and selling丹药 here was too attention-grabbing, which was not in line with his initial intention of living a low-key life.

Seeing that Yang Sanchen said so, everyone rushed over one by one.

This was the last chance, and no one wanted to miss it. After all, they wouldn't be able to buy the high-level 2nd-grade丹 again in the future.

Although Yang Sanchen had produced a lot of丹 this time, they were sold out quickly due to everyone's rush to buy.