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"Un, this time the quality of the Blood Clotting Grass is not bad."

"Master He, our City Lord's Mansion urgently needs a batch of healing medicine. I'll take all of these Blood Clotting Grass, is that alright?"

Seeing a good batch of Blood Clotting Grass, Shangguan Bing'er said:

"These Blood Clotting Grass are for sale. If little girl Bing'er wants them, take them all."

Master He waved his hands.

Shangguan Bing'er learned Alchemy from Master He. In theory, Master He could be considered half a teacher to Shangguan Bing'er.

As such, Master He was extremely protective of Shangguan Bing'er.

"Master He, how much are these Iron Ganoderma?"

Chonglou pointed at the scattered Iron Lingzhi and asked.

Iron Lingzhi was only an ordinary Tier 1 spiritual herb.

This thing could be used to refine Body Tempering Ointment, and it could also be used to refine some pills that could assist in cultivation.

Although the grade of these pills wasn't too high, the effect was exceptionally good.

"Iron Lingzhi, ten taels of gold each." If your demand is high, I can give you a discount. "

Master He was a bit surprised to see that Chonglou wanted to buy the Iron Ganoderma.

Iron Lingzhi was as hard as ore and over a hundred times more difficult to refine than ordinary medicine.

Therefore, very few alchemists were willing to touch this Iron Lingzhi thing.

The reason why Chonglou bought this thing was also because of the Demon God.

"I want all of these Iron Lingzhi."

Ye Zichen swept his eyes over the scattered Iron Lingzhi. There were around two to three hundred here.

"Heavy Tower Kid, you can refine pills too?"

Master He asked with some surprise.

"He knows how to refine bullshit."

"He was just pretending."

Zhao Wuji said in disdain.

"Don't mess around in the guild."

Master He glared at Zhao Wuji. The latter wanted to continue taunting him, but upon hearing Master He's words, Zhao Wuji immediately shut his mouth.

"A little."

Chonglou said faintly.

"A little?"

"As long as one understands alchemy, even an alchemist apprentice would know that this thing is not something a beginner can touch."

"He doesn't know anything about himself. He's stupid."

Zhao Wushang said in disdain.

"There's no need for you two to worry about touching the Iron Ganoderma."

Chonglou smiled faintly.

Ever since the conflict on the street, Zhao Wuji seemed to have found trouble with him.

This made Chonglou frown slightly.

This fellow was indeed a bit annoying.

"Hehe, I can't see that. It seems like young master Chonglou really does know a bit about alchemy."

"How about you compete with my cousin?"

Zhao Wuji had a sly idea, his eyes were filled with a cunning look.

"Zhao Wuji, I think you have ill intentions."

"Zhao Wushang is a Grade One Alchemist and is about to take the test for Grade Two."

"It seems to me that you are deliberately bullying Zhao Wuji while you're making the tower fight with Zhao Wuji."

Before Chonglou could express his attitude, Shangguan Bing'er said with a pretty scolding look on her face.

Shangguan Bing'er opened her mouth to defend the tower, and everyone around her was a little taken aback.

Zhao Wuji's face turned red with jealousy.

Master He stroked his white beard, his eyes filled with surprise.

Qianxue's beautiful eyes fell on the tower as if she was also curious. As for the older brother, he was looking at the tower with a concerned expression.

In this situation, it was almost as if he was having an affair with Shangguan Bing'er.

Shangguan Bing'er was so protective of herself, and everyone else was thinking about what kind of relationship the two of them had.

Although Chonglou had always been very brave.

However, in front of Qianxue, Brother Chonglou was still as well-mannered as ever.

"Shangguan Bing'er, what does my conversation with Chonglou have anything to do with you?"

"You're not someone from a big family, why do you care so much?"

"You're so concerned about the tower, don't tell me you're his woman?"

Zhao Wuji was a little jealous of Shangguan Bing'er protecting the tower, and he mocked his immediately.

As soon as Zhao Wuji said that, Shangguan Bing'er's beautiful face turned bright red, and she started stammering.

"I just like to meddle in other people's business!"

Shangguan Bing'er gave a humph and said.

"Chonglou, when I said I wanted you to compete with my cousin, I naturally wouldn't be bullying you."

"Do you want to try?"

Zhao Wuji had a cunning expression on his face.

"Compete in what?"

"Tell me about it?"

Chonglou smiled faintly.

Chonglou knew that Zhao Wuji was purposely looking for trouble, but Chonglou wasn't afraid of him.

It wouldn't make much of a difference to hear what kind of competition was going on.

"Hey, Chonglou, are you really going to compete with him?"

"He's purposely looking for trouble with you."

"You're still fooled? Why are you so stupid?"

Seeing that the Heavy Tower was about to agree to the fight, Shangguan Bing'er got a little anxious.

"I never said I'd definitely compete with him."

"Listen to what this guy wants to do, it doesn't seem like a problem."

Chonglou looked strangely at Shangguan Bing'er.

Was this Shangguan Bing'er concerned about him to the end?

Even Brother Chonglou himself was a little doubtful. "Could it be that this girl has fallen for me?"

Of course, he knew with his toes that the probability of this happening was the same as the probability of the sun rising from the west.

"Chonglou, if you want my cousin to compete with you in pill refining, that would be bullying you."

"How about this? You and my cousin will spar and refine the Iron Ganoderma."

Zhao Wuji had a serious expression on his face as he spoke. However, in his heart, Zhao Wuji was still harboring these thoughts.

"Refining Iron Lingzhi?"

Chonglou was stunned for a moment.

Although the demon god directly passed on the inherited memories of his various side businesses to him.

However, Chonglou had never even come into contact with alchemy, not to mention refining some Iron Lingzhi.

"Promise him."

The Demon God's voice quietly sounded.

"Teacher, are you joking?"

"I don't even know how to refine medicine. How do you want me to compete with him?"

Chonglou asked via soul voice transmission in a bad mood.

"I can't learn."

"Refining Iron Lingzhi, I'm not asking you to start concocting pills directly."

"That Zhao Wushang's profound strength is too weak. As time passes, he will definitely not be a match for you."

The demon god said firmly.