Chapter 8, Inversion of Black and White

From the footsteps of these warriors, Fang Ling could sense that each of them possessed a cultivation level of at least the fourth layer of Qi Refinement. Relying on the Qing Sha Palm and the Golden Goose Technique, Fang Ling could barely handle three of them, let alone the fact that Chen Zhenghua himself was a master at the fifth layer of Qi Refinement

Three small and stout clovers

Moreover, they are the kind of thieves who have no chance of survival

The thin monkey looked at the scene before him, feeling somewhat incredulous. Just moments ago, Fang Ling had been celebrated like a triumphant hero, admired by all, but in the blink of an eye, he had become a criminal that everyone wanted to denounce.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Gui immediately recognized it as Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family

Although this item does not belong to them, a treasure collected by a companion is not valuable, and for them, it is not a matter of joy

Upon saying this, he could not help but shake his head and say, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Zhang Gui's expression suddenly turned very unpleasant

The Chen family is indeed not someone he can afford to offend

Chen Zhenghua looked at Hua Shuying, his expression changing slightly, and then he said淡淡的道: "Shuying, I also hope it is not the case, but the facts are there, and no one can change that"

You participated in this harvest, and I find your ambitions pitiable, so I sent my family's warrior Roger to protect you on the way. However, I did not expect that Roger, devoted to you, would ultimately bring about your downfall. With such a wolfish ambition, even if I could tolerate you, the laws of Dingfang City would not permit the existence of someone like you

Who is Roger? The thin monkey certainly knows. With Fang Ling's cultivation, how could he possibly kill Roger?

When Master Zhao was already prepared to distance himself from the situation during Chen Zhenghua's sudden attack on Fang Ling, he was momentarily hesitant upon hearing Chen Zhenghua unexpectedly ask him a question

At least twenty celestial stones! Master Zhao said with great certainty

With a helpless gaze, I looked over at Fang Ling. He is a fine young man, and I should not have made jokes at his expense in the past

Fang Ling looked at Hua Shuying, who had a puzzled expression as if she would suffer losses if she couldn't get to the bottom of things, and thought to herself that this sister was indeed skilled at managing household affairs.

If this time he can truly collect something of great value, it is almost a certainty that Zhang Gui will rise to a higher level.

He had just wanted to speak when he was pulled back by the person next to him. The man, who had a good relationship with him, whispered, "Skinny Monkey, are you looking for trouble? How could you afford to offend the Chen family!"

Fang Ling, I hope you reflect well in front of the Lord of the City. If you remain unrepentant, I fear it will be difficult for me to ensure your safety! Chen Zhenghua had taken care of everything, and a sense of small accomplishment surged within him

Inside Lin Mucheng's small bag, there are still some herbs, but at this moment he does not intend to take them out again, as these are already sufficient for his needs in the near future

What is a fairy stone? The value of that item is equivalent to one thousand gold.

A detestable bug should be made to understand what it means to be in power and privilege

If Fang Ling had taken them out just now, absolutely no one would have regarded these items with any importance; however, at this moment, no one dared to underestimate these three clovers.

Master Zhao and Steward Zhang exchanged a glance, and just as they were about to speak, they heard someone softly say: "I believe!"

Isn't it just a few dozen celestial stones? Kid, your good luck has come to an end

If he, the thin monkey, wants to survive in Dingfang City, he cannot offend the Chen family; otherwise, not only he but also his relatives will suffer.

"Master Xian, what a pity?" Zhang Gui tightly grasped Master Zhao's hand, fearing that Master Zhao would not answer his question

Zhang the Deacon, when we entered the secret realm of Lasha, we indeed said that life and death are determined by fate! As the saying goes, what one fears will come to pass. Just when Zhang Gui did not know what to do, he heard someone shouting loudly.

Fang Ling smiled faintly at Zhang Gui's familiarity, understanding that people tend to elevate some while disparaging others, and that she need not take it too seriously

He said in a low voice: "There is indeed such a spell; if it weren't for Young Master Chen mentioning it, I would have almost forgotten."

He placed the fifty-year-old clover, which had just been treasured immensely, into his storage bag, and swiftly snatched the most inconspicuous plant from Fang Ling's hand. After smelling it for a while, he exclaimed loudly: "Three-Leaf Treasure! This is the Three-Leaf Treasure!"

He smiled at Ling as if he were a cat playing with a mouse

Hearing Master Zhao's words, Zhang Guidai let out a sigh of relief. This kind of regret has nothing to do with him. The higher the level of the cultivator, the wealthier they are, and the more sought-after the items needed by high-level cultivators. Since you, Master Zhao, have no use for it, heh heh, what does this have to do with me, Zhang Gui?

However, these individuals do not include Deacon Zhang

Having made up his mind, Zhang Gui said: "Although my Zhenbao Pavilion believes that life and death are determined by fate, I cannot tolerate such behavior of attacking teammates."

Fang Ling also felt a bit dizzy; he originally thought that a century-old clover was worth only a few thousand taels of gold, but he did not expect that this particular clover would be valued so highly

As he spoke, he walked towards Chen Zhenghua holding three celestial stones in his hand and said: "Young Master Chen, in this time of crisis for my siblings and me, you generously lent us three thousand taels of gold, as well as this ten-year-old three-leaf clover. I sincerely ask you to accept it."

Several warriors following Chen Zhenghua quickly surged towards Fang Ling, their strides vigorous and each face bearing a murderous intent

However, I never expected that this young man not only had the good fortune to escape, but also managed to gather such an abundance of clovers from his ancestral grave.

"Young Master Chen, Fang Ling would absolutely not do such a thing as you mentioned," Hua Shuying said, stepping quickly in front of Fang Ling and speaking in a serious tone

I will play you to death, do I need a reason

The thin monkey looked at the cold gazes of the several big men behind Chen Zhenghua, and felt a chill in his heart, causing the words that were on the tip of his tongue to be swallowed back.

At this point, he clasped his hands in a fist and said to Chen Zhenghua: "Young Master Chen, if it were not for your keen insight, we would have almost been deceived by this scoundrel!"

one plant, two plants, three plants

The few men beside Fang Ling glanced at each other, then one of them said indifferently: "Roger is dead, but he died in the spatial rift, which has nothing to do with me"

Just as the thin monkey looked at Fang Ling, he discovered that Fang Ling's gaze was also directed at him, but there was no helpless indignation in that gaze; instead, it was filled with a sense of calmness.

Chen Zhenghua expressed his dissatisfaction with Master Zhao, saying displeasedly: "Surely you must have heard about matters that our Chen family is well aware of, Master Zhao!"

Master Zhao shook his head and said, "What a pity, such a fine item, but I cannot make use of it! To refine this kind of elixir, at least a foundation-building level cultivator is required."

Master Zhao's remark is unfortunate; it is not only Zhang Gui who is tense, but even Shouhou and the others are feeling a bit anxious.

He took the celestial stone from Fang Ling's hand, smiled faintly, and then coldly said: "Fang Ling, I borrowed three thousand taels of gold from you, not because I wanted it for myself, but because I felt pity for your family and could not bear to see your sister toil for you. Yet, I did not expect you to be so ruthless and cruel."

Master Zhao gazed at the three clovers, and his entire body began to tremble

The young man Ling, although I have a certain fondness for him, is merely a young man with such good fortune; if he were to die, so be it.

They need Master Zhao to provide an answer

Thinking of the benefits, he couldn't help but grab Master Zhao and ask, "Master Zhao, is this really the Three-Leaf Treasure?"

As he spoke, Chen Zhenghua said sternly: "Arrest him and send him to the Lord's Mansion!"

Although those present held great respect for Master Zhao, at this moment, seeing him refer to the clover as the "Three-Leaf Treasure" still caused quite a few people to scoff

Thank you, Deacon Zhang

Although these twenty pieces may not seem like a large number, they are indeed celestial stones

The appearance of these three plants is even worse than that of the fifty-year-old clover

He was instantly struck by a surge of emotions, and although this somewhat tarnished the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion, the friendship of the young master of the Chen family, coupled with such a large quantity of medicinal materials, would likely lead the shopkeeper to not insist on anything regarding this matter

Chen Zhenghua looked at Fang Ling, who was beaming with joy and spoke with a tone of gratitude, and he nearly exploded with anger. He had been waiting here with Hua Shuying for Fang Ling, precisely to make Hua Shuying give up hope.

"Zhang Zhi Shi, I only want Fang Ling to die. As long as Fang Ling is dead, everything he has gathered can belong entirely to Zhen Bao Xuan!" A voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Let alone the value of this clover plant

As he spoke, he turned to Master Zhao and said, "Old Zhao, you are a cultivator, so you should know that there is a spell called 'the Undying Grievance of Souls.' Take a look at Fang Ling; is there not a grievance left by Roger on him?"

"I didn't expect you to be so young yet so stubborn. Do you think anyone would believe what you just said?" Chen Zhenghua laughed heartily and pointed at Master Zhao and Steward Zhang, saying, "What do you think? Do you believe anyone would take his words seriously?"

Now, with Chen Zhenghua's actions, it is nothing short of damaging the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion

Seeing the slightly excited face of the thin monkey, Fang Ling's fondness for him increased significantly.

"This is not just any clover!" Master Zhao said, raising the three-leaf clover in his hand, "This particular clover has been around for a full hundred years. Not only is it sufficient for refining ordinary elixirs, but it is also more than adequate for refining elixirs of the seventh grade and above"

Hua Shuying, standing beside Fang Ling, asked anxiously

Xiao Fang, we at Zhenbao Xuan have acquired these clovers. Wait a moment, and you can come with me to collect the gold.

Twenty pieces of celestial stones

As for Chen Zhenghua, Zhao Xianshi can be disregarded, but when it comes to the Chen family, he cannot afford to ignore them. After all, he has to live in Dingfang City and cannot overlook the power of the Chen family

Twenty thousand taels of gold

The person speaking is a skinny monkey

Deacon Zhang has worked at the Treasure Pavilion for so many years and knows that certain items, after a certain number of years, will be referred to as treasures

Zhang Gui's complexion was somewhat unpleasant. This harvest was organized by Zhenbao Xuan, and everyone spoke highly of it. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and nobility are in the hands of heaven. The agreements within this context have actually made it clear that once everyone enters the secret realm of Lasha Mountain, even if they kill their own companions, no one will pay any attention.

This is equivalent to Fang Ling suddenly possessing 20,000 taels of gold

In the end, everyone's gaze was fixed on Master Zhao!

Master Zhao, what is the value of the three-leaf treasure from this century?

As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone looked at Fang Ling's face with envy