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I Grind to Martial Saint

Chapter 82: Elixir Pills
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Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Elixir Pills

Of course, Han Yuan had no idea how the outside world was reacting.

He was confident no one could trace it back to him.

First, everyone in the Evil Bear Gang had been slaughtered, down to the last man.

Second, no one in this world knew he could use the Giant Spirit Monument-Opening Hand.

Moreover, he had no apparent grudge against the Evil Bear Gang.

It would be utterly bizarre if they managed to trace it back to him.

He stuck to his plan, continuing his grueling Cultivation within the Observatory.

After receiving his six hundred Contribution Points, Han Yuan naturally exchanged them for twenty Spirit Yang Pills and continued his Cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

The twenty Spirit Yang Pills were soon all used up.

This time, however, Han Yuan didn’t plan on going to the Dust Hall to look for a mission.

He’d asked Duan Xu about it and learned that the Spirit Yang Pill wasn’t some exclusive, secret recipe. It was also sold in some of the large pharmacies in Cangshui County Town.

The price, however, was astonishingly high: five hundred taels of silver per pill.

At that rate, ten thousand taels would only buy about twenty pills.

However, Han Yuan had indeed amassed a small fortune recently.

He did a quick mental calculation and figured he had over thirty thousand taels of silver.

Even in Cangshui County Town, over thirty thousand taels was a massive sum, enough to purchase a large mansion in the Inner City, where land was worth its weight in gold.

But of course, Han Yuan had no intention of buying a mansion.

As far as he was concerned, the only things of value were those that could make him stronger.

Carrying thirty thousand taels in silver notes, Han Yuan left the Observatory dressed in plain clothes.

The pharmacies in the outer city certainly wouldn’t have Spirit Yang Pills.

He would have to go to one of the large pharmacies in the Inner City.

’I wonder what the Inner City is really like.’

Han Yuan felt a flicker of curiosity.

Despite being in Cangshui County Town for so long, he had never actually seen what the Inner City looked like.

After crossing a long street, Han Yuan officially set foot in the Inner City.

Compared to the outer city, the streets of the Inner City were wider, and luxurious carriages could be seen parked everywhere along the roadsides.

The shops, naturally, were more exquisite and luxurious.

Cosmetics shops, Money Shops, antique dealers, jade emporiums, and jewelers...

Shops that were a rare sight in the outer city were commonplace here.

In addition, there were noticeably fewer pedestrians than in the outer city, and most were dressed respectably.

When the sons and daughters of rich families went out, they were followed by several attending maids.

The area seemed to lack the chaotic, motley crowds of the outer city. The peace was better kept, too, with Government Officials visible on patrol.

’It’s all one city... yet it feels like two different worlds.’

Han Yuan shook his head and continued down the main street. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

「Before long.」

He spotted a large pharmacy with a quaint, antique-style plaque bearing three large words.

Miao Shou Hall.

Han Yuan walked straight in.

A rich, medicinal aroma washed over him.

Business at Miao Shou Hall was clearly booming, with many people waiting in line.

The pharmacy was lined with countless cabinets, and a dozen or so apprentices were scrambling up and down them, constantly fetching herbs.

At the counter, two bookkeepers were clacking away on their abacuses, calculating payments.

"Young man, are you here to have a prescription filled?"

An elderly Pharmacist in a greyish-white robe approached him, asking with a smile.

"You could say that."

"Do you sell Spirit Yang Pills here at Miao Shou Hall?"

Han Yuan asked.

"Of course, we carry Spirit Yang Pills."

"But I must warn you, young man, these pills don’t come cheap."

The Pharmacist said with a smile.

"How many do you have in stock?"

Han Yuan, in no mood for pleasantries, asked directly.

From Han Yuan’s tone, the old Pharmacist could immediately tell he was dealing with a wealthy customer.

He said hurriedly, "Sir, we currently have ten Spirit Yang Pills in stock."

"Only ten?" Han Yuan frowned.

"If you require a large quantity, sir."

"I can have more brought over from our other stores."

The old Pharmacist said quickly.

"Sixty pills... can you get them?"

Han Yuan asked nonchalantly.

"Sixty?!" The old Pharmacist was stunned by the number.

"If you can’t... you should be able to get thirty, right?"

Han Yuan didn’t press the issue. ’After all, Miao Shou Hall isn’t the only pharmacy in Cangshui County Town,’ he thought. ’I can just visit a few others.’

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"Of course, we can!"

"Let’s adjourn to the tea room and discuss this further."

The old Pharmacist became incredibly enthusiastic. He led Han Yuan to a private tea room and personally brewed a pot of tea.

He then sent an assistant to procure the pills from their other stores, while he himself tried to make small talk with Han Yuan.

It was then that Han Yuan learned the old man’s name was Huang Xuan.

Han Yuan, however, had no desire to chat. He simply closed his eyes and rested.

An incense stick’s time later, the assistant who had been sent out hurried back.

He leaned in and whispered a few words in Huang Xuan’s ear.

Huang Xuan’s brow furrowed. He dismissed the assistant, then said in a low voice, "Young man... about those sixty Spirit Yang Pills... we’ll need to bring them in from the outer city."

"The full shipment won’t arrive until noon tomorrow."

Han Yuan shot him a glance and left a silver note on the table. "Here’s a five-thousand-tael deposit."

"If I don’t have sixty Spirit Yang Pills in my hand by tomorrow, I’ll tear this Miao Shou Hall of yours to the ground!"

With that said,

he ignored Huang Xuan and walked right out of Miao Shou Hall.

Watching his retreating figure, Huang Xuan was lost in thought.

He had a strange feeling.

He felt that Han Yuan’s parting words were no empty threat.

If he failed to produce those sixty Spirit Yang Pills tomorrow, the young man would likely make good on his promise and tear down Miao Shou Hall.

’This man... spending money so freely. Who on earth is he?’

Huang Xuan was deeply curious about Han Yuan’s identity.

He had tried to subtly probe for information during their earlier small talk, hoping to uncover the young man’s identity.

But Han Yuan’s attitude had been cold, his words few, and it had been impossible to get anything out of him.

After a moment’s thought, Huang Xuan decided to report this matter to his family.

...

「The next day.」

Han Yuan was just about to head to Miao Shou Hall to pick up the sixty Spirit Yang Pills.

On the way, he happened to run into Duan Xu.

"Han Yuan... that kid who was always looking to spar with you... he’s gone back home."

Duan Xu said quietly.

"Kong Yangyun?"

Han Yuan looked startled.

He then recalled that he hadn’t seen the guy in quite some time.

He seemed to recall him saying he was going out on a mission.

"Mmm... he lost an arm while hunting a fugitive from the Black List."

Duan Xu sighed.

’I can’t believe it... The last time I saw him might really have been the last time.’

’I wonder if we’ll ever meet again.’

Han Yuan felt a pang of melancholy.

Like him, the young man had come from a remote county, hoping to make a name for himself in Cangshui County Town.

But he ended up leaving just like that.

He left in obscurity, without making a single ripple.

"That’s the fate of most,"

"They have some talent, but no connections, so they can only rely on hot-blooded courage to desperately fight for the resources needed for Cultivation."

"That kid is lucky he made it out with his life."

Duan Xu said, his voice tinged with regret.

He patted Han Yuan’s shoulder and walked away.

Han Yuan remained silent for a moment.

He didn’t have many acquaintances at the Observatory; Kong Yangyun was one of the few.

And now he was gone, just like that.

’So... I have no choice but to become stronger...’

Han Yuan composed himself and headed toward the Inner City.

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