Lonely Immortal

In an underground warehouse in Feixian City, candlelight flickered, and the stone walls were gray. It should have been vacant for a long time, but now it was crowded with people. There was a platform in the middle of the warehouse. The platform was about ten feet long, covered with red cotton cloth, and placed with several oil lamps. Behind the platform stood several people, who were Old Li and others. Zhang Zhiwen was also standing in the middle. Around the platform, there were crowds of people watching, who were whispering and talking quietly.

Old Chen and Lin threatened to fight Old Li, so they gathered here. Those who came today were not outsiders, but experts who often made a living in the black market. Because the story of Old Chen and Old Li had long been spread throughout the black market, the gambling appointment today naturally attracted many people.

These black market experts, what they discuss is nothing special, they just want to see who will win today. Some people think it is Old Li, some people think it is Old Chen, because the two have been competing some time ago, sometimes Old Chen wins, sometimes Old Li wins, which makes today's gambling a little unclear, so it is not surprising that everyone has their own opinions.

At this moment, Old Chen saw that almost everyone present had arrived, so he spoke first: "Everyone, today I and Old Li are here to make a bet, so you can witness it. The rules of our bet are very simple. We will each take out the elixir and let everyone taste it. Whoever you think is good is the best. This can never be faked, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this, and Old Li did not say anything. Obviously, even though he hated Old Chen very much, there was nothing wrong with what he said. It made sense to let everyone taste it!

"Of course, pills are not something that can determine the winner with just one or two pills. I think that for this bet between me and Old Li, we should each take out five pills for everyone to taste, and whose pill is better in the end will be convincing. Do you think this is the truth?"

Old Chen laid out the rules of the bet again, and everyone agreed after hearing it. Old Li did not object. Obviously, Old Li also agreed with this kind of competition. Moreover, he was confident, and Zhao Tieqing on the side also seemed confident, so the two did not object.

Zhang Zhiwen glanced at Lin Wei, who looked secretly proud. Obviously, this was the same as Zhang Zhiwen's guess. He planned to give it a try. After all, no one would know what happened after the fight!

But before coming, Zhang Zhiwen had already explained to Zhao Tieqing, and let them rest assured that this bet would definitely get Old Man Chen and Lin Wei out of the black market. Zhao Tieqing and Old Li naturally believed Zhang Zhiwen, because the pills Zhang Zhiwen gave them a few days ago had already given them considerable confidence. If it weren't for Old Man Chen insisting on making such a decisive bet, Old Li and Zhao Tieqing were sure that the other party would die.

However, Old Li and Zhao Tieqing had no way to refuse Old Man Chen's bet, because there were no rules from beginning to end, that is, the winner would be decided within three months, so Old Man Chen wanted to fight Old Li to the death, and Old Li had to accept it.

So, after explaining the rules, Old Man Chen took out a spiritual pill from his arms with some pride, and then put it on the table, and took out a knife, cut a small piece of the spiritual pill, and then said: "Which expert is willing to try my pills?"

"I'll do it!" A middle-aged man strode forward and volunteered.

"Okay, thank you, Boss Zhang, for your kindness." Old man Chen was quite confident and handed the pill cut into small pieces to the other party.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Boss Zhang, and Boss Zhang did not hesitate to take the small piece of pill and swallow it in one gulp.

This little bit of pill itself does not have much spiritual power, but it can be used for tasting, which is enough.

After Boss Zhang swallowed the small piece of pill, he nodded and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, quite good, full of spiritual power, no impurities, very good!"

"Haha, I'll try it too." Another expert came over, and Old Man Chen was not stingy either. He also quickly cut a small piece of pill for the other party. The other party took it, swallowed it in one gulp, and also praised it frequently.

Seeing this, Old Li looked at Zhang Zhiwen, and Zhang Zhiwen took out a spiritual pill from his arms and handed it to Old Li. Old Li's expression relaxed immediately, and he happily took the pill, and then he also said: "Since Old Chen brought the pill for everyone to taste, how can I be at a disadvantage? Who wants to try the pill here?"

"Me!"

It was Boss Zhang again, but Old Li frowned slightly. Boss Zhang was too active. Besides, would Boss Zhang be in the same group with Old Chen?

Therefore, Old Li was not very reassured and did not plan to let him taste the pill, but randomly ordered one: "I'd better ask Boss Qian to do me this favor."

Seeing Old Li like this, Old Chen was immediately dissatisfied and snorted coldly, and Boss Zhang also looked a little unhappy, but he couldn't do anything if he didn't want to taste it for you.

Zhang Zhiwen saw all this and nodded secretly. Old Li had been hanging around in the black market for many years and was quite shrewd. The boss who just came out to taste Old Chen's elixir was obviously a shill.

Zhao Tieqing also saw this scene, but he was only slightly dissatisfied. Obviously, he seemed to have other plans in mind.

On this side, Boss Qian took the elixir fragments given by Old Li, swallowed it, and praised it again and again. At this moment, everyone was a little confused. If the competition continued like this, it would be difficult to tell the winner, right?

It would be best if the people who tasted the elixir were the same group of people, otherwise everyone would have different opinions, right? And there is no way to compare them. Boss Zhang took the elixir made by Old Man Chen, and Boss Qian took the elixir made by Old Man Li, so which one is better?

Therefore, some of these people naturally raised this question. Old Man Chen and Old Man Li also thought it made sense, especially Old Man Li. He always felt that Old Man Chen came prepared and had bad intentions. Maybe he had already planted some shills here. Therefore, Old Man Li said: "How about this, let's draw lots. Whoever draws the lot will taste our elixir. How about this?"

Everyone was stunned at first, but soon everyone agreed. Old Man Chen's face looked a little bad, but when he saw Lin Wei's secretly proud expression next to him, Old Man Chen showed a smile of confidence. He also said: "Of course, I have no problem. Winning or losing depends on ability. But how do we count the last game?"

"How can it be counted? Let's compete again." Old Man Li snorted. He was not a fool. He would never let Old Man Chen fish in troubled waters.

"Okay." Old Man Chen also nodded, looking indifferent.

In this way, the competition continued. With the agreement, it was natural to draw lots to decide the appraiser. These experts came forward one after another. After all, this kind of thing is rare in the black market. It is rare to participate once, and it is quite fun. Anyway, watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Not long after, the appraiser came out. This is an old man in his fifties, known as Boss Yang. This person is more solitary in the black market and rarely has any connection with others. Therefore, both Old Man Chen and Old Man Li are quite satisfied with this candidate.

In fact, when Old Man Li doubted Old Man Chen, Old Man Chen would also doubt Old Man Li. Both of them came from the black market and had many minds. How could they easily trust others?

When the other experts saw that it was Boss Yang, they had nothing to say, and everyone agreed.

But if there was only one appraiser, it would obviously not be enough. Everyone has their own opinions. How can one person decide whether the pill is good or bad?

In this way, another round of drawing lots was conducted, and another appraiser was selected. This time, the appraiser was Boss He, who had a good reputation in the black market. At least, he was unlikely to be a shill for Old Man Chen or Old Man Li, and everyone could trust him.

In this way, there were appraisers, and the competition began again.

This time, Old Man Chen came first. He cut two pieces of small pills and gave them to Boss Yang and Boss He respectively. After the two took them, they were silent for a while, and then nodded to indicate that they were good. However, neither of them said much. It can be seen that the two were still quite cautious. It was okay to watch the fun, but if they participated, they would definitely have some responsibility. Moreover, they had nothing to do with Old Man Chen and Old Man Li, so it was not worth offending any of them.

Seeing them like this, the other experts finally understood that it turned out that at the beginning, not only Old Man Chen had found a shill, but Old Man Li was not a fool either, and he also found a shill.

Zhang Zhiwen watched the performance of these old foxes from the side, and he felt that it was quite interesting. However, in the final analysis, the quality of the elixir was the key to determine the outcome.

Here, after Boss Yang and Boss He tasted Old Man Chen's, it was Old Man Li's turn. Old Man Li also took out two small pieces of Peiling Pills for the two to taste.

After the two took it, they were silent for a while, and then under the gaze of everyone, the two looked at each other, and then Boss Yang spoke first: "Everyone, in my opinion, it seems that Boss Chen's elixir is slightly better."

"Yes, I also think that Boss Chen's is slightly better." Boss He also echoed.

As soon as this was said, everyone started to discuss. Obviously, most people here still preferred Old Man Li to win, but who would have thought that Old Man Chen would win the first game first.

Old Man Chen was immediately proud, and Lin Wei was even more self-evident. He looked like a wild dog that had eaten shit, and he was very happy.

But Old Li was puzzled. He looked at Zhang Zhiwen, who smiled at him and then took out a pill and handed it to him: "Don't worry, senior has his own arrangements."

Old Li was stunned for a moment, but then he was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, senior, I trust you."

Zhang Zhiwen saw this and didn't say much. He saw clearly that Lin Wei was really impatient. The pill that Old Chen had just given had reduced the adulterated ingredients, and the one Zhang Zhiwen gave was just an adulterated common spiritual cultivation pill, which was the worst kind. He wanted to try the reaction.

From the reactions of Boss Yang and Boss He, even if the other party reduced the adulteration rate by 10%, it seemed to be only a little better than his worst spiritual cultivation pill, otherwise the two would not have hesitated before giving the answer.