Mo Shangsheng was somewhat confused.
Jun Changxiao would actually take the initiative to find him to discuss business, and it was a very large business deal?
Not right!
There must be some trickery involved!
It might be a trap, or perhaps a different way of extorting him!
Alas.
What happened to trust between people? Jun Changxiao had just played it all away.
“Jun Sect Master.”
Mo Shangsheng said: “I am not a businessman, and I know absolutely nothing about doing business.”
This was an elegant and tactful refusal, mainly out of worry that the other party would trap him.
“Please rest assured, City Master Mo.”
Jun Changxiao also heard the implication and said earnestly: “Doing business with Jun will only make you earn until your bowls overflow. You definitely won’t suffer any loss.”
The more he said this, the more Mo Shangsheng felt it was the rhythm of being trapped. So he smiled awkwardly: “If Jun Sect Master wants to do business, you should go find other people. Mo truly isn’t cut out for this.”
“Very well.”
Seeing his reluctance, Jun Changxiao turned to leave.
“Alas.”
With a sigh, he said: “Jun only has pills that can instantly restore people, and now I’ll have to go trade with other dimensions.”
“Wait a moment!”
Mo Shangsheng said: “What did Jun Sect Master just say?”
Jun Changxiao turned around, held up his right hand with a bottle of Healing Pills displayed on it, and said: “This item is called Second-Speed Healing Pills. Any injury, serious injury, or near-death injury can be instantly restored after taking it. It’s truly a pill that martial artists must have, must prepare, and absolutely cannot do without for traveling at home or robbing houses!”
This sudden sales pitch-style explanation immediately bewildered Mo Shangsheng.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen various Healing Pills and wound medicines, but a pill that could instantly restore injuries was a bit ridiculous, wasn’t it?
Or was it that this fellow thought he had zero intelligence and casually pulled out an ordinary pill to fool him, then perform a forced buy-and-sell routine?
If Jun Changxiao knew his thoughts, he would definitely be depressed. Had he really become so despicable? Making a serious business deal was still being misunderstood?
“City Master Mo.”
“If you don’t believe it, you can have a Yellow-rank level injured person come test it.”
“…”
Mo Shangsheng was silent for a while, then gave the elder beside him a look. The latter hurriedly left, then found a martial artist from within the stronghold who was seriously injured and unconscious.
In this day and age, if any family didn’t have some injured personnel, they’d be embarrassed to greet others when going out.
“Jun Sect Master.”
Mo Shangsheng said: “This subordinate of mine was wounded at a certain place of opportunity and has been seriously injured and unconscious for several years. Can the Second-Speed Healing Pills cure him?”
Jun Changxiao said confidently: “As long as the realm meets the requirements, as long as there’s still one breath remaining, they can instantly stand up and restore a man’s former glory!”
Mo Shangsheng waved his hand: “Carry him out and let Jun Sect Master treat him.”
“Yes.”
The elder brought the injured person outside the stronghold and laid him flat on the ground.
Jun Changxiao walked over and casually glanced at him, immediately confirming that the other party was injured extremely seriously. If it weren’t for using special methods to forcibly maintain his life, he probably would have died long ago.
Don’t believe in my pills, so you deliberately gave me a super critical case?
Jun Changxiao shook his head, took out a Healing Pill, and said: “Please pry open his mouth.”
“Uh.”
The elder walked over and pried open the unconscious martial artist’s mouth, thinking to himself: “This person’s meridians are all severed, his injuries are extremely severe. How could he be cured without a miraculous elixir?”
Mo Shangsheng thought the same.
As long as the pill Jun Changxiao produced had no effect, he would have grounds to decline the business. After all, he wasn’t an idiot and absolutely wouldn’t allow himself to be forced into buying and selling.
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao flicked his finger, and the Healing Pill flew into the seriously injured martial artist’s mouth. “Everyone, the moment to witness a miracle has arrived!”
“Puh!”
The injured person who had taken the pill immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his complexion became even paler.
The elder hurriedly backed away and said angrily: “City Master, the pills are poisoned!”
“Jun Sect Master!”
Mo Shangsheng’s face immediately darkened as he said gravely: “This is meaningless of you!”
Claiming it was a Healing Pill when it was actually a poison pill, and even making his subordinate’s injuries worse—this definitely wasn’t doing business, this was definitely coming to cause trouble!
That’s right!
You have backing from a Daoist Immortal.
But after that incident, he hadn’t provoked him. How could bullying be done like this!
Or was it that you, Jun Changxiao, truly treated the Nine Heavens Continent as a soft persimmon, coming over to squeeze it for no reason!
This could be tolerated, but what couldn’t!
At that moment, intense fury surged within Mo Shangsheng, and he roared: “Jun Changxiao! Don’t you…”
“Swish!”
Just then, the injured person who had spat out black blood opened his eyes, then sat up straight, his face and gaze showing an expression of ‘Who am I! Where am I! What is this place!’
The martial artists of Nine Heavens Continent were immediately dumbfounded.
A companion on the verge of death had miraculously sat up, and judging from his gradually ruddy complexion, he was clearly fine!
Seeing his subordinate suddenly sit up, Mo Shangsheng hurriedly swallowed back the words he was about to say in his fury-controlled state. As a result, he nearly suffered backlash and spat blood on the spot.
“This, this…”
The elder who said the pills were poisoned also had a bewildered expression.
A dying person who could only survive by relying on a Life Force Great Formation had instantly recovered after taking the pill. This was simply inconceivable, this was simply… unbelievable!
“City Master Mo.”
Jun Changxiao said: “You can examine his injuries.”
“Swish!”
The elder hurriedly strode forward and gripped the bewildered martial artist’s wrist. After the most careful examination, he turned to look at the City Master and exclaimed in disbelief: “Com… completely healed!”
Actually, he didn’t need to examine him—Mo Shangsheng could already see it.
“Jun…”
Where is he? Where did he go?
Jun Changxiao had already disappeared from the camera frame, and the post-production team drew a human-shaped dotted line in the area where he had been standing at the beginning.
City Master Mo hurriedly released his spiritual sense and discovered that fellow had already flown away, transmitting this message: “Since City Master Mo isn’t good at doing business, Jun will have to find other partners.”
“Jun Sect Master!”
He hurriedly shouted: “Wait, wait!”
Such miraculous pills—even if Mo Shangsheng wasn’t good at business, he could realize how invaluable they were!
Discuss!
Must discuss!
…
In the open space outside the Nine Heavens Continent stronghold, a table for negotiations was set up.
Jun Changxiao, who had been persuaded to stay with kind words, took his seat. His hands rested on the table as he said: “Jun doesn’t like beating around the bush. One Second-Speed Healing Pill costs five thousand Six-Pointed Star Stones.”
The price for Lingyuan Continent was one hundred pills for one hundred thousand spirit stones. Here it directly became one hundred pills for five hundred thousand, and these were the highest-tier spirit stones. As could be seen, Gou Sheng was very righteous to friends with whom he had established revolutionary friendship.
“This…” Mo Shangsheng was somewhat conflicted.
Jun Changxiao said seriously: “Training one Yellow-rank level person, converted to Six-Pointed Star Stones, probably costs far more than 5,000 stones. With the Second-Speed Healing Pills, it’s equivalent to giving them an extra life. If City Master Mo thinks the price is high, Jun can only go cooperate with other people.”
As he spoke, he was about to stand and leave.
“Jun Sect Master!”
Mo Shangsheng hurriedly inquired: “How many of these Healing Pills do you have?”
Training one Yellow-rank martial artist not only required massive amounts of spirit stones but also a long period of time. Of course he understood the value of Second-Speed Healing Pills that were equivalent to an extra life.
“How many does City Master Mo want?” Jun Changxiao asked in return.
After brief consideration, Mo Shangsheng raised one finger: “Ten thousand pills!”
Jun Changxiao nearly fell off his chair.
Ten thousand pills would equal… fifty million Six-Pointed Star Stones?
Not to mention being able to raise the space-time larva to the heavens, there would still be surplus to give sect disciples for cultivation!
Old Yuan!
I love you to death!
Without Yuan Gongzi’s suggestion, Jun Changxiao hadn’t thought of coming to the battlefield to do business with large dimensions.
After all, he was a person of status and reputation. Although Jun Changxiao was excited, his surface remained calm as he put on a contemplative expression and said: “City Master Mo, I do have ten thousand pills, but I’ll need some time.”
“How long?”
“One or two months.”
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