"Hey, Brother Meng, do you think anyone else will come?"
"These five Gentian Grass stalks have already hooked quite a few people."
Deep in the dense forest, beside a small river, two middle-aged men in black robes sat around a bonfire. One held two Spirit Stones as he cultivated, while the other poked at the fire with a wooden stick.
Meng Zhe finished absorbing the two Spirit Stones in his hand and let out a breath of foul air.
"Someone will Stillness come."
After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at his boots, sneering. "That female cultivator who left a mother-and-child incense mark on me still hasn't come."
Huang Sanshui nodded along. "That female cultivator looks decent enough. Remember to leave her breathing when the time comes. Don't waste such a fine furnace."
"No use telling me. You need to tell Eldest Brother and Second Brother."
After speaking, Meng Zhe could not help but smile. He thought to himself that the scheme he had devised was truly brilliant.
The four of them worked together.
Their Second Brother, at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, was responsible for selling the Century Gentian Grass, while their Eldest Brother, at the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining, was responsible for buying it. Once the sale was complete, plenty of people would Stillness follow them out to snatch it.
When the fighting broke out, Eldest Brother would pretend to be defeated, allowing the Gentian Grass to be taken by Meng Zhe and their Fourth Brother.
After that... they could sit steadily on the fishing platform.
One came, one died.
Two came, and they killed the pair!
Using this method, while drifting through quite a few market towns and cities, they had killed no small number of cultivators.
Basically, they sold once in each