Li Changsheng had just taken his seat when an elderly man around sixty stood up. He stared coldly at Li Changsheng and asked,
Li Changsheng slightly raised his head and looked at the old man.
"My name is Li Changsheng. I am a miracle-working physician with exceptional medical skills. I came here today to buy a divine medicine, but I did not know what it did, so I rashly barged in."
Li Changsheng said.
The old man glanced at Li Changsheng. "You are a divine physician?"
"That's right. I'm a medical prodigy."
Li Changsheng nodded.
"If you're a divine physician, then this will be easy."
The old man chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, this divine medicine was specially cultivated by the Sacred Heavenly God Cult. Only our cult master may take it personally. It is impossible for anyone else to purchase it. And if you want to take this divine medicine, you must pay."
The old man stared into Li Changsheng's eyes as he spoke.
"Pay?"
The corner of Li Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly. It was the first time he had heard that paying money required paying money.
"Of course."
"This divine medicine took the Sacred Heavenly God Cult thousands of years and several million yuan to obtain from a hidden force.
"Furthermore, this divine medicine contains powerful life essence. Once consumed, it can improve one's physique and increase cultivation speed. Only the cult master of the Sacred Heavenly God Cult can enjoy the effects of such divine medicine. No one else should even think about it. This is my territory, and no one is allowed to claim it!"
A Trace of Worry
The old man spoke with a hint of pride in his tone, but he did not dare act arrogant before Li Changsheng.
Because he knew