Anomaly

In front of the hastily erected wooden house at the Precious Medicine Workshop, the Medicine Slave washed the tableware and asked Ye Tong, his back turned, "Young Master, are you really planning to go to the prefectural city?"

"Yes, I have to go!"

Ye Tong sat cross-legged, sensing the situation within his body. What worried him slightly was that it hadn't even been a month since his last medicinal bath, yet the toxins in his body seemed to be stirring again. At the latest, in another half a month, he would likely have to resort to using poison to fight poison.

The Medicine Slave sighed, "The prefectural city is a world of indulgence, where desires run rampant and life is a drunken dream. The prices there are frighteningly high. Even with ten thousand taels of gold, you probably couldn't even make a ripple when spending it in the prefectural city. We! We must bring plenty of silver before we go. I just wonder how much silver we'll earn from the batch of pills the War Tiger Adventurer Team ordered!"

Ye Tong stopped sensing his body's condition, turned his head, and glanced at the Medicine Slave, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

Blood Demon Worm!

Scarce in quantity and expensive.

For those who needed Blood Demon Worms, it wouldn't be surprising if they sold for a million taels of Blue Gold. With the little money he had, it was far from enough to bid for a Blood Demon Worm. As for using Silver Crystals... he was willing to spend them, but even with the Silver Crystals he had, it probably wouldn't be enough!

Make money!

Ye Tong took a deep breath and said, "Medicine Slave, I'll list the medicinal ingredients I need to purchase later. Take it and buy them at the market. I'll give you all the silver notes and gold notes; spend it all."

The Medicine Slave's eyes widened in disbelief. "Young Master, ten thousand taels of Blue Gold is one hundred thousand Blue Silver. Plus these twenty thousand taels of silver notes, that's a total of one hundred and twenty thousand Blue Silver. You... you're really going to use it all to buy medicinal ingredients?"

Ye Tong replied without hesitation, "That's right, spend it all."

The Medicine Slave had recently realized that the Young Master cared a lot about wealth, but he never imagined that the Young Master would be willing to spend all twelve thousand taels of Blue Silver. This was an astonishingly large sum!

"Young Master, there's something I need to tell you."

"Speak!"

The Medicine Slave hesitated, "That girl, Xiao Jiu, is missing."

Ye Tong narrowed his eyes and slowly nodded, saying, "I know."

The Medicine Slave was stunned and confused. "Aren't you worried?"

Ye Tong replied, "Is worrying useful? I once observed Xiao Jiu's physiognomy and found that she indeed had signs of traveling far away recently. Don't worry! Although I don't know where she went, I believe she will be safe and sound."

Physiognomy?

The Medicine Slave wore a strange expression. Could physiognomy really conclude that someone was "about to travel far away"?

This Young Master...

He truly didn't understand him more and more.

Ye Tong said, "Before the Precious Medicine Workshop is completed, I will go to where Xiao Jiu lives to refine pills. Send the medicinal ingredients you buy there as well!"

"Okay!"

The Medicine Slave agreed.

The construction of the Precious Medicine Workshop did not stop. With the Medicine Slave adding five hundred taels of Blue Silver, there were more craftsmen, and the construction speed increased. In just twenty-one days, the larger and more magnificent Precious Medicine Workshop was completely finished. During these twenty-one days, Ye Tong, apart from cultivating, focused all his attention on refining pills.

Ye Tong's ability to refine poison pills was very strong, but his skill in refining other types of pills was somewhat lacking. However, through repeated failures and continuous accumulation of experience, his pill refining level advanced by leaps and bounds.

"Still need one-third of the amount."

Ye Tong checked the quantity of refined pills and medicinal liquids, nodded with satisfaction, and then buried himself in continuing to refine pills, with no intention of moving back to the Precious Medicine Workshop.

Finally.

Four days before the agreed time with the War Tiger Adventurer Team, Ye Tong successfully refined all the pills and spiritual liquids ordered by the War Tiger Adventurer Team. Then, he began making jade bottles. The Medicine Slave made three round trips to transport all the jade bottles containing the pills and spiritual liquids back to the Precious Medicine Workshop.

"Young Master, we can't charge a low price." In the spacious storeroom, the Medicine Slave stood in front of the shelves, looking at hundreds of exquisite and unique jade bottles, and said earnestly, "Your jade carving skills are the best I've ever seen. This old servant guarantees that just these jade bottles, if sold separately, could fetch a hundred taels of Blue Silver each."

Ye Tong chuckled in amusement, "How can they be that exaggerated!"

The Medicine Slave said seriously, "Young Master, I'm not exaggerating at all, and it's even a conservative estimate. If you find someone who truly likes them, a jade bottle could sell for a thousand taels of Blue Silver. Therefore, you absolutely cannot undercharge for this batch of pills!"

Hearing this, Ye Tong showed a thoughtful expression. He remembered the story of "buying the casket and returning the pearl." In fact, when he first heard that story, he thought that perhaps the buyer genuinely liked the wooden box and had no interest in the pearl!

Pearl!

To many, it was a treasure, but to some, it might not even be as valuable as a steamed bun, a book, or a piece of craftsmanship. Everyone's perspective on things was different, and the value they placed on items also varied.

Ye Tong thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry!"

The Medicine Slave nodded slightly, knowing that his Young Master was not someone who would suffer a loss, so he stopped emphasizing the point. Instead, he brought up another matter: "Young Master, for more than half a month, there have been cultivators lurking around our Precious Medicine Workshop. They seem to have ill intentions."

Ye Tong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Were they sent by the Tong Family?"

The Medicine Slave shook his head, "I'm not sure."

Ye Tong said, "Since we're not sure, there's no need to pay attention. Just be on guard. By the way, there are still quite a few medicinal ingredients left in the stone house where Xiao Jiu rented. Go and retrieve them as well!"

"Okay!"

The Medicine Slave agreed and left the storeroom.

Cold Mountain City, Fragrant Pavilion.

Luxurious and magnificent interior decoration, with coiled dragons and phoenixes carved, exquisite and unparalleled.

This was the most expensive place of indulgence and pleasure in the entire Cold Mountain City. The women in the building were dressed attractively, and the guests who came spent money lavishly. They indulged in romance and a life of debauchery, enjoying themselves immensely.

Third floor.

In a spacious room, Miao Daqing, a man with a prosperous appearance, stroked his round belly, enjoying the service of two young women, lost in this haven of tenderness. He had even forgotten about the business he was wholeheartedly trying to curry favor with the Tong Family for, wanting to collaborate with them.

"Bang, bang..."

The door was knocked from the outside, and a slightly hoarse voice came in, "Master, there's news."

Miao Daqing blinked, then seemed to recall something. His expression immediately turned serious. He pushed away the girl beside him and waved his hand, saying, "You girls can leave!"

A moment later.

The two young women left. A rather shrewd-looking young man entered, closed the door from the inside, and then approached Miao Daqing. He said, "Master, it's confirmed. The kid from Precious Medicine Workshop, the one with the surname Ye, is back."

A cold smile appeared on Miao Daqing's lips. He said, "It's already spread everywhere that the Tong family's Tong Kaishan had his arm cut off by that kid surnamed Ye. Apparently, Tong Kaishan even went to seek revenge and ended up suffering a loss.

I'm afraid the Tong family patriarch wishes he could tear that Ye kid into eight pieces. I just don't know why the Tong family experts haven't gone after that Ye kid again. It's probably related to him hiding recently."

The shrewd young man asked, "Are you thinking of helping the Tong family?"

Miao Daqing nodded. "Since we're the first to know about Ye Tong's whereabouts, let's take him down. As long as we can satisfy the Tong family, that deal will likely be ours. Awei, immediately take the family experts and go slaughter that kid surnamed Ye. Bring his head to the Tong family."

The shrewd young man agreed and immediately walked out.

Cold Mountain City, the Tong Family.

Tong Siyuan, as the head of the Tong family, had been living quite comfortably recently. Except for his son, who was always causing trouble, losing an arm had almost dragged the Tong family down.

"Madam, where is that brat?"

Inside the elaborately carved house, Tong Siyuan drank a cup of tea and looked up at his wife, Madam Zhang, who walked in gracefully.

Madam Zhang's face held a solemn expression. She said, "Husband, Shan'er is in the training grounds. Do you think he's gone mad lately? He used to never stay home, sometimes I wouldn't see him for days. Whenever there was news, it was about some trouble he'd caused outside. But for the past twenty-odd days, he's been training in the training grounds every day, even dragging family guards to spar with him. It's like he's a different person."

Tong Siyuan was stunned. He asked in surprise, "You mean, for these past twenty-odd days, he hasn't left the house? He's been training in the training grounds every day?"

Madam Zhang replied, "Yes!"

Tong Siyuan knew his son's character. Even with the family's support, he was always slacking off during training. He had been whipped by his father countless times since childhood, but it had no effect.

Then!

What was going on with him lately?

Tong Siyuan pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Madam, come with me to take a look. I'm curious to know what evil has befallen that boy."

Soon, the couple arrived at the training grounds. They saw that in the empty training grounds, only two figures were moving up and down, fighting fiercely.

"Is that... Wu Bin?"

Tong Siyuan remembered Wu Bin. He was a guard of the Tong family, with a cultivation of Qi Refining Seventh Level. His strength wasn't very high, but he was considered a pillar among the Tong family guards.

Madam Zhang nodded. "That's right, it's Guard Wu."

Tong Siyuan narrowed his eyes and quietly observed the two fighting. After about fifteen minutes, his expression turned incredulous. He realized that his good-for-nothing son, who was missing an arm, could actually fight Wu Bin to a draw. Most importantly, his son had actually broken through to Qi Refining Seventh Level.

This is not normal!

Tong Siyuan coughed. As the two on the training grounds separated, panting, he walked over with his hands behind his back. He scrutinized Tong Kaishan, then waved at Wu Bin. After Wu Bin left, he frowned and asked, "Did you get into any trouble?"

"No..."

Tong Kaishan thought of the scene of him kneeling at Precious Medicine Workshop and his heart suddenly trembled. Had Mu Xiaochen come looking for trouble with their Tong family?

"Father, what do you mean?"