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Li Dao wore a savage expression, his eyes bloodshot like a beast's, as though he were about to kill someone.

"What are you panicking for? Isn't she still alive?" Su Hao curled his lip. Why be so worked up? Couldn't he see that the poison had already been expelled?

"You!"

Li Dao gritted his teeth.

"What kind of bullshit pill is this? It practically killed her outright."

"Good thing I didn't buy one, or I'd definitely have been scammed."

"That's what I said. How could something so plain-looking have any great effect? It's obviously a scam."

Noisy discussions erupted all around. More and more people gathered, packing the area so tightly that not even water could pass through. They pointed at Su Hao, thoroughly condemning his pills. He could forget about selling even a single one.

Cough, cough!

The unconscious woman coughed violently, black blood continuously spilling from her mouth. Worse still, her clothes became smeared with black, sticky, foul-smelling filth.

It had been expelled through her pores.

"I'll kill you!" Li Dao erupted. Seeing his sister like this felt as though knives were carving through his heart.

"Brother!"

But just then, the unconscious woman coughed out one final mouthful of black blood, then actually opened her eyes—and spoke.

The noisy scene instantly fell silent.

After taking Seven-Step Gut-Severing Powder, she could still open her eyes and speak. It was simply a miracle.

"Could it be?" Some quick-witted people immediately fixed their gazes on Su Hao.

"I feel like all the poison in my body has been purged. The sensation of my five organs burning has disappeared. What did you give me?" Though the woman's voice was weak, she was clearly in much better condition.

Su Hao gave her a glance and quietly let out a breath of relief. If this woman had died here, his business would have been completely ruined.

"Your sister is fine. All the poison has been forced out. When you return, prepare some honeysuckle and Cooling Heat Powder for her. In three days, she'll be completely well."

Su Hao spoke indifferently.

"Thank you, brother, for saving her life. Li Dao's words earlier were deeply offensive. Please forgive me." Once Li Dao confirmed that his sister truly was recovering, his attitude toward Su Hao made a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn. He immediately took out five hundred spirit stones and handed them to Su Hao.

This scene made everyone present widen their eyes. Su Hao's "fake medicine" had even cured the poison of Seven-Step Gut-Severing Powder.

Those who had refused before immediately stepped forward, pulling out spirit stones to buy some.

Su Hao smiled and called out loudly, "One at a time. Each person is limited to one pill per day. Three hundred spirit stones."

The pills were snapped up in a frenzy. Many people wanted to pay double for an additional pill, but Su Hao flatly refused. This was a tactic—it showed that the pills were scarce.

If they wanted more, sorry, they could come back tomorrow.

This also ensured that Su Hao would have a steady stream of customers in the future. As for the price, naturally, it would gradually rise.

Very soon, all one hundred pills were snatched up. The disciples who failed to get any looked dejected, repeatedly reminding Su Hao to save one for them tomorrow.

One hundred pills had sold for a full thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones. The income from that brief moment left Su Hao grinning from ear to ear. After all, those pills had cost only fifteen spirit stones to make.

The profit was enough to scare people to death if spoken aloud!

"Wait, don't leave! Besides pills, I also have talismans here—Fire-Control Talismans, Wind-Riding Talismans, Lightning Talismans, Spirit-Gathering Talismans, Explosion Talismans. Everything you could want, high quality and low price, only fifty spirit stones each!" Su Hao called out again.

Unfortunately, this time it did not achieve the desired effect. Talismans were far less appealing than pills. Even after Su Hao shouted himself hoarse, he only managed to sell three.

"Tomorrow, I'll focus on pills. I can also make some medicinal cuisine, like Eight-Treasure Soup and the like. From my quick glance earlier, there are quite a few people with kidney deficiency."

Su Hao muttered to himself, intending to pack up his stall and leave.

Just then, several men dressed in black approached. The leader spoke in an indifferent voice. "I'll take all these talismans."

Su Hao's heart stirred—not with excitement, but vigilance. Hostility colored this man's emotions as he approached, and his voice was far from friendly.

He slowly raised his head, glanced at the leader, and said, "Sorry, but I have rules here. Each person is limited to one of each item."

"To hell with your rules. I came here to take everything." The man in black was overbearing, a sinister smile lifting his lips. He crouched down, picked up a talisman paper from Su Hao's stall, and said, "Not only these things. You're coming with me too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people who had come with him immediately spread out and blocked Su Hao's path of retreat.

"Gentlemen, I don't believe I know any of you." Su Hao narrowed his eyes, his voice sinking. Had his pills made too much money and drawn jealous eyes?

"Hmph, we indeed don't know each other. But you know Cloud Demon, don't you?" The leading man in black said coldly, "Come with us. Senior Brother Cloud Sky wants to see you."

"Cloud Demon?" Su Hao's heart sank. The matter had still been exposed. Cloud Demon's brother was an inner sect disciple at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. If he went with them, he likely would not survive.

Su Hao calculated inwardly, but his expression remained utterly calm. "Sorry, I only recently joined the Spirit Creek Sect. I have no idea who Cloud Demon is. I have things to do, so I'll be taking my leave."

He absolutely could not admit to this. Otherwise, even the sect's laws would not spare him. He had to deny it to the bitter end.

As his words fell, he had already stepped forward. His powerful divine sense swept in every direction, searching for a way through.

"Hmph, there's no use trying to wriggle out of it here. Senior Brother Cloud Sky is furious. Nothing good awaits you." The leader's expression darkened completely. He swept his eyes over the yellow paper talisman in his hand and said, "This thing should be called a Shockburst Talisman, right? I wonder how effective it is."

Su Hao remained calm and replied lightly, "Its effect is astonishingly good. You can give it a try."

"Indeed, I had the same thought." The man in black sneered. A stream of spiritual energy flowed into the talisman paper, and he suddenly flicked his wrist, sending it directly at Su Hao.

Yet after the spiritual energy entered and the talisman left his hand, it did not land near Su Hao. Instead, it unexpectedly exploded right in front of the black-clad man who had thrown it.

A thunderous explosion rang out, mixed with agonized screams. Blood sprayed everywhere. The paper talismans were astonishingly effective, blasting the man in black into a mangled mass of flesh and blood. Worse still, he was terribly unlucky—a force from the explosion struck his dantian, crippling him on the spot.

One had to know that this man was at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Condensation, yet he had been crippled just like that!

How could the spirit talismans I made possibly hurt me? Su Hao sneered inwardly. Every one of those spirit talismans bore his divine sense imprint; with a single thought, they would explode at once.

The sudden scene immediately drew the attention of everyone around them. Those who had come with the man in black turned pale and hurriedly retreated.

At that moment, Su Hao strode forward, rising like the wind, intending to leave at once.

"The sect forbids disciples from killing one another. You have harmed a disciple of this sect; the laws will not tolerate it."

Just as Su Hao's foot came down, a cold shout rang out again. Someone had arrived—a middle-aged man in black, his aura surging powerfully.