A Demon’s Path

As soon as the heads of the Changyuan faction, Yangquan faction, and Qiusha faction left the Beimin faction, the two asked the gentle guy, "Master Qian, how dare this kid bargain with us? Give him some color and look at me, I feel uncomfortable!"

Head Qian laughed and said: "Master Luo, head Chen, the Beimin faction won't be arrogant for long. Let him be proud of that kid for a while, and when our total faction sends Luofeng Valley new competition, if If the Beimin sect is still at the bottom, they will merge into other sects. At that time, that kid will have to get out and go to other sects?"

The three looked at each other a few times, understood each other, looked up to the sky and laughed. It looks like wolves, embarrassment and foxes are discussing how to carve up their prey, how dirty and dirty that look is, how can they still have the arrogance and righteousness they usually have in front of their sect disciples?

On the second day, dozens of disciples from the three factions pushed more than a dozen large carts to Beimin Mountain, and placed them halfway up the mountain gate of the Beimin faction.

"Hurry up and get someone from the Beimin faction to take the medicinal materials in!" A young man with a fleshy face roared loudly, and his voice quickly spread to the Beimin faction.

Cheng Yu said angrily: "It's too much! What are they doing!"

Li Yuanhuan hurriedly persuaded: "Junior Sister, don't get excited. We'll just pick it up."

After all, Li Yuanhuan brought the male disciples of the entire sect to the mountainside for handover.

As soon as the young man saw Li Yuanhuan, he stretched out his hand: "Bring two hundred orange crystals!"

Li Yuanhuan was stunned: "Didn't it be agreed, are you responsible for the raw materials? Why do we have to pay for it?"

The young man said fiercely: "Boy, it's true that the raw materials are supplied by our three factions, but we didn't promise to work as coolies for you! Two hundred orange spar, that's the labor cost of us brothers. Seeing that they are also under the banner of Luofenggu For the sect's sake, we don't bother with you anymore! If you talk too much, you don't want to take the medicinal materials back to the mountain gate!"

"Yes!" The other disciples who transported medicine carts also echoed. Obviously, they wanted to blackmail Li Yuanhuan.

The disciples of Beimin Sect were all indignant: "It's too much!"

"How can this be!"

The young man's eyes widened like those of a boiled dead fish: "How about it? Do you want it? If you want it, give it to the spar!"

Li Yuanhuan looked embarrassed: "This..."

"Brother, we don't want these medicinal materials anymore, let them take them back." A voice came from behind Li Yuanhuan.

As soon as everyone heard it, they knew that Ling Xiao was here.

The young man was stunned by Ling Xiao's words. When he came back to his senses, seeing that the person who said this was a boy, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment: "Stinky boy, do you dare not? Believe it or not, I, Wang Batian, beat you so much that even your parents don't recognize you!"

After all, Wang Batian's soul power dissipated, and a strong yellow aura flashed from all over his body.

It turned out to be a yellow-ranked spirit master!

Except for Li Yuanhuan, none of the Beimin Sect's disciples is a Huang-level soul master. Out of fear, Bei Min sent other disciples to retreat instinctively.

Facing Wang Batian's intimidation, Ling Xiao said with a relaxed smile: "Okay, you injured me, if no one refines the medicine, you can take these medicinal materials back."

"What? You're the kid who can make medicine!?" Wang Batian looked in disbelief, but seeing Ling Xiao's appearance of being dependable and not afraid of boiling water, it shouldn't be fake.

Wang Batian had no choice but to say viciously: "Stinky boy, you are cruel! Let's go!"

Wang Batian waved his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he heard Ling Xiao say coldly: "Send it to our Beimin faction obediently, otherwise, if there is any loss of these medicinal materials on the way, it's none of our business." The matter of Beimin faction!"

Wang Batian raised his chin and gritted his teeth: "Stinky boy, don't think that you can make some medicine! I really beat you today, let's see if you can do well!"

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Batian punched Ling Xiao in the chest. If this punch hits, Ling Xiao will have to lie in bed for several months if he does not die.

Although the senior brothers usually didn't like Ling Xiao very much, they all reminded loudly when they saw that he was about to be punched, "Be careful!"

But even with these voices reminding, with Ling Xiao's current cultivation base, it is impossible to avoid Wang Batian's punch.

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to be hit by Wang Batian's punch, a white figure quickly rushed to Ling Xiao's side, pulling Ling Xiao back, and at the same time, punched in Wang Batian's direction.

With a bang, the man and Wang Batian punched each other, and they both retreated a few steps before stopping.

"Eldest brother!" Ling Xiao exclaimed together with all the senior brothers, but fortunately, Li Yuanhuan didn't seem to have suffered any injuries.

Wang Batian stared at Li Yuanhuan closely with jackal-like eyes: "Good boy, you can take my punch. However, I only used 70% of my strength just now, if you have the courage, take another punch from me!" "

Li Yuanhuan said bitterly: "Wang batian, you are too deceitful! You, a yellow-level spirit master, shot us, a red-level spirit master, you still have to be shameless!"

"Oh... Eldest brother, my arm is broken..." Ling Xiao howled loudly with pain on his face: "I'm afraid this medicine can't be refined..."

Although Wang Batian knew that Ling Xiao was putting on a show, but when he thought of the punch just now, he couldn't help but feel scared for his recklessness just now: If this hurt Ling Xiao and cut off Master's way of getting money, he wouldn't be able to return if he went back. Was beaten half to death by the master!

"You push the medicinal materials to the door of the Beimin faction, I'll go back to the business first!" Wang Batian snorted resentfully, turned around and ran away.

Seeing Wang Batian leaving, the disciples who delivered the medicinal materials didn't dare to continue to make things difficult, and obediently pushed the medicinal medicinal cart outside the mountain gate of Beiming City.

"Junior Brother Ling, are you okay?" Li Yuanhuan asked with concern.

Cheng Yu snorted with contempt on his face: "Only senior brother, you will believe that he has something to do."

Ling Xiao giggled and said, "Thank you senior brother for your concern, I'm fine."

Thinking of the situation that those classmates were worried about him just now, Ling Xiao was slightly moved. Especially the elder brother, who has always been kind to others, actually fights for himself and Wang Batian. Ling Xiao deeply remembers this friendship in his heart.

From then on, Ling Xiao truly regarded the Beimin faction as his new home, and regarded these fellow sects as brothers.

Although at this time these brothers started to blow their beards and stare at his "playing dead" behavior again, and those who despised him still despised him, but Ling Xiao didn't mind.

"Okay, I'm starting to refine medicine." Ling Xiao made a "gorgeous" turn around pretending to be cool, walked into the medicinal material warehouse, and started refining medicine.

Li Yuanhuan's Sanli Flame was left with a kindling by Ling Xiao. As long as he wanted to make medicine, he took the kindling and put it under the pill furnace, and the Sanli Flame would burn blazingly immediately. There was no need for Li Yuanhuan to be the fire source there. .

Of course, the firewood that can withstand the burning of three flames is also expensive.

Ling Xiao hid in the herb warehouse for three days and three nights.

Three days later, everyone heard only an explosion, and hurriedly went to the medicinal material warehouse to see what happened.

I saw Ling Xiao walking out of the medicinal material storehouse in black like a crow.

"Master, 30,000 Red Soul Pills have been formed." Ling Xiao smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, in stark contrast to his black face: "It's just Master, your pill furnace is ruined."

Cheng Qiantai was so moved that he almost burst into tears, but he knew that what these 30,000 Chipin Pills needed was Ling Xiao's constant staring for three days and three nights, exhausting all his mental power to refine them.

For the sect, this apprentice is really desperate!

"If you destroy it, just destroy it. Master will find you a better alchemy furnace tomorrow." Cheng Qiantai patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder: "Go and rest, and leave the rest to the master..."

"Nephew Ling Xiao is really capable, haha!" The voice of the head of the three sects suddenly appeared in the sky above Beimin City, and everyone's expressions changed, and they looked up to the sky.

Ling Xiao's face was pitch black, and no one could clearly see his expression at this moment. Only he himself knew, and he sneered softly.

The heads of the three sects came to Ling Xiao together, and the head of Qian still had Ling Xiao's hypocritical smile on his face: "Nephew Ling Xiao, we are going to take away the 30,000 Scarlet Pills now, and the 20% of the profit , as soon as the pill is sold out, it will be sent to Beimin. Nephew Ling Xiao will lead the way!"

Cheng Qiantai was so angry: These three guys have obviously been monitoring the Beimin faction, it's really unreasonable!

Even if Cheng Gantai clenched his fists loudly, the three of them just pretended they didn't see it.

Ling Xiao made a gesture of invitation with her hand: "Follow me, you three."

As soon as they entered the herb warehouse, the three of them saw the Red Soul Pills all over the floor, and their eyes widened: more than 30,000 pills! What a concept! ?

You know, ten can make a red-level soul master reach the orange level, and 30,000 can make three thousand orange-level soul masters!

If it is sold out, at least 300,000 orange crystals can be sold. And the cost of their original medicinal materials is only 100,000 orange crystals, and the profit of 200,000 yuan is divided into 20% of Beimin faction, and each of their sects can also get more than 50,000 orange crystals. Invest 30,000, and you can earn more than 50,000 in three days, double the profit!

What made the three heads even more happy was that they originally thought that those medicinal materials could only refine 20,000 Red Soul Pills at most, and that was without any waste. Now Ling Xiao was able to overfulfill, and their profit was more than half of the original plan. How could they be so unhappy and grinning?

Head Qian smiled cheerfully: "Nephew Ling Xiao, take a good rest. We won't disturb your rest. When you rest well, let us know and we will send the original medicinal materials right away."

Ling Xiao said unhurriedly: "The three masters, then I won't give it away. After a month, I will send the same amount of medicinal materials."

"Okay, okay." The three of them couldn't wait to use their storage space to take away the 30,000 red soul pills, as if Qiantai didn't exist, and hurried away without even looking at Qiantai.

Cheng Qiantai gritted his teeth and said, "Shameless guy!"

Ling Xiao laughed and said: "Master, don't be angry. We made money by borrowing chickens to lay eggs."

Cheng Qiantai was taken aback: "What's going on?"

Ling Xiao pushed away the medicinal materials spread on the ground in a corner of the medicinal material library, revealing more than 10,000 Red Pills!