Profiteering!

Ning Luo smiled. "Of course."

At that moment, Xiao Yi Xian looked at Ning Luo with tender eyes.

"By the way, Ning Luo, let's run away. Even though you're a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, now that we know his plan, he might decide to fight us to the death," Xiao Yi Xian said at once.

Ning Luo smiled. "Since he sent people to kill me, I won't let this matter go so easily."

"Ning Luo, don't do anything foolish! Mr. Yao is an Eight-Star Dou Practitioner—you can't beat him!" Xiao Yi Xian hurriedly warned.

Ning Luo took Xiao Yi Xian by the arms. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

At that moment, Ning Luo sneered inwardly. Don't worry. I won't kill him so easily. I'll ruin his reputation first, then kill him!

Ning Luo's way of thinking had already changed.

This was not the peaceful twenty-first century.

This was the Dou Qi Continent, where the strong preyed on the weak.

Here, strength reigned supreme.

So he could no longer be soft-hearted.

Though he had never faced a true life-or-death crisis, he had read plenty of novels and understood how cruel this world was.

He had read countless webnovels and watched countless television dramas.

Those soft-hearted protagonists either let the tiger return to the mountain or saved a snake only to be bitten.

So now, Ning Luo would not show mercy to anyone.

Since Mr. Yao already wanted him dead, he did not mind killing Mr. Yao.

Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

Mr. Yao sat in his chair, furious, crushing a cup in an instant.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"I never thought that brat was from the Misty Cloud Sect!" Mr. Yao raged.

At that moment, a guard said, "Mr. Yao, that brat probably already knows we were behind it!"

Mr. Yao nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Even if he knows, so what? He has no evidence, and this is our territory. If he's smart, he'll let the matter rest. But if he truly enrages me, then even if he is a Misty Cloud Sect disciple, I won't care!"

"Oh, right. How is the plague plan progressing?" Mr. Yao quickly asked.

"Almost all the villagers have been infected. We can start selling medicine tomorrow!" the guard said.

Mr. Yao nodded. "This operation is the key to our fortune. Arrange the men properly. I will not allow anyone to ruin this operation!"

The next day.

Ning Luo got up, and Xiao Yi Xian rose as well.

"Morning." Ning Luo smiled faintly.

Xiao Yi Xian's face flushed as she hurriedly greeted him back. "Morning!"

The two looked at each other, and Xiao Yi Xian blushed scarlet with embarrassment.

Just then, they suddenly heard a commotion outside the door.

"What's happening?" Xiao Yi Xian asked in confusion.

Ning Luo thought for a moment. "Maybe Mr. Yao and the others are about to start selling medicine!"

Ning Luo knew that Mr. Yao's ultimate goal was not to kill everyone in town. He wanted to keep them alive and squeeze them dry, wringing every last coin from them.

"Mr. Yao and the others will definitely demand an outrageous price!" Xiao Yi Xian said hurriedly.

Ning Luo smiled confidently. "I'm afraid he won't get the chance."

"Come, let's take a look!"

Ning Luo led Xiao Yi Xian outside. By then, a massive crowd had gathered before the Myriad Medicine Pavilion. They were all people afflicted with Plague Poison, and they had come because the Myriad Medicine Pavilion had announced that it had prepared medicine to treat the plague.

Xiao Yi Xian had treated many people's illnesses while she was at the Myriad Medicine Pavilion, so many people trusted her. Now that the Myriad Medicine Pavilion had developed medicine, it was their lifesaving cure. No matter what, they had to get their hands on it.

Thus, they had lined up in front of the Myriad Medicine Pavilion early in the morning, ready to buy medicine! At that moment, Mr. Yao slowly emerged and stood before the crowd.

A sly old fox's smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he looked at the town residents. "The plague that has struck our town pains me deeply and keeps me awake at night. I am a member of Qingshan Town, and all of you residents are my neighbors. Seeing everyone fall ill pains me as well. That is why our Myriad Medicine Pavilion researched day and night. At last, through our unceasing efforts, we have developed a miracle medicine for this plague."

The residents grew extremely excited and shouted wildly.

"Wonderful! We're finally saved!"

"The Myriad Medicine Pavilion is truly our living bodhisattva!"

"Mr. Yao, how much is a bottle of this medicine?" someone asked.

Mr. Yao smiled without warmth. "This medicine uses a large amount of precious medicinal ingredients. The ingredients for a single bottle alone may cost over a hundred gold coins. The moment we developed it, I immediately informed everyone. This medicine is extremely effective and can cure this plague. Of course, I have to make a living too—I'm not a charity. So I intend to sell this medicine to everyone at a friendly price: one hundred gold coins per bottle!"

"One hundred gold coins?" The villagers were instantly shocked.

Everyone stared at the owner of the Myriad Medicine Pavilion in utter disbelief. One hundred gold coins—they were all farmers with no Dou Qi, living off the crops they grew. They had no spare money at all.

A hundred gold coins was equivalent to the savings of their entire lives. They had handed their life's savings over to Myriad Medicine Pavilion—this was practically vampirism!

Xiao Yi Xian was shocked when she heard this!

"Qingfeng Powder is only an ordinary low-grade medicine. The ingredients don't even cost one gold coin. How could Mr. Yao sell it for so much?" Xiao Yi Xian hurriedly said.

Standing beside Xiao Yi Xian, Ning Luo said coldly, "He's a vampire. How could he possibly stop before he's sucked the villagers dry?"

At that moment, Xiao Yi Xian stepped forward. "No, I can't let Mr. Yao exploit the villagers like this. I'm going to stop him!"

With that, Xiao Yi Xian squeezed into the crowd.