Chapter 271: Chapter 119: Profound Mastery of Alchemy! The Storm Rises!_1
The man who had wanted to steal the Qi-Blood Pills struggled to his feet from the ground, clutching his arm, not daring to utter another word, he swiftly lowered his head and made his escape.
Within the Ghost Market, only the most basic order existed, and even if one died here, no one would seek justice for them.
Seeing how brutal Su Changkong was, everyone couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread.
“Line up! Money in one hand, goods in the other!”
shouted Su Changkong.
“The Qi-Blood Pills are 1500 Silver Taels each, and the quality is even better than those on the regular market …”
Within the Ghost Market, person after person, concealing their identities, scrambled to purchase the Qi-Blood Pills.
“These Qi-Blood Pills don’t even need to be worried about selling … buying at 1500 Taels apiece, selling for 2000 Taels isn’t too much, right?”
Some hearts were aflame with the idea that even if they didn’t use them, they could make hundreds of Taels just by selling them on!
Su Changkong had 90 bottles of Qi-Blood Pills, not sold individually, priced at 15,000 Taels per bottle, unaffordable for the average person, yet at this moment there seemed to be more demand than supply.
Within less than half an hour, the 90 bottles of Qi-Blood Pills had been completely sold out.
Those who bought the Qi-Blood Pills did so because they needed them, not willing to miss out on the good quality, affordable ones. Those short of money also pooled funds together, purchasing a bottle in groups of three or five.
Others wanted to buy some Qi-Blood Pills and then resell them to make a profit from the price difference.
But that was none of Su Changkong’s concern, as selling at market prices, despite the exceptional quality, would not be an easy task, and he didn’t have time to sell them slowly.
Su Changkong needed to quickly recoup funds to buy more medicinal materials for a new round of Alchemy, so saving time was crucial.
“Alright, they’re all sold out now!”
Half an hour later, Su Changkong loudly announced, as the last bottle of Qi-Blood Pills was sold, replaced by a large stack of silver notes.
“1.35 million Taels.”
Su Changkong counted again, totaling 1.35 million Taels in silver notes.
Not only had he recovered his initial 900,000 Taels investment, but he also profited a clear 450,000 Taels, the fruits of a month of hard work!
“Will there be more Qi-Blood Pills for sale next time?”
those who didn’t manage to buy any unsettledly asked.
“Next month we’ll see, it depends on my mood,” replied Su Changkong evasively, not clearly stating whether he would sell the next month.
There was no choice, the crowd gathered began to disperse, but still many looked at Su Changkong with strange gleams in their eyes.
Su Changkong saw all this, yet his expression remained unchanged, as if he was oblivious to the greed hidden in their gazes.
After securing all the silver notes, Su Changkong turned and headed outside the Ghost Market, not lingering for long.
Outside the Ghost Market, on the quiet barren hills, the night was black, lit only by the moonlight that cast a faint glow. The dense foliage of the abandoned hills formed shifting shadows, adding an eerie and silent ambience.
Su Changkong proceeded alone, a hint of cold laughter emerging from beneath his mask: “Quite a few have come …”
Su Changkong could sense that, ever since he left the Ghost Market, there were pairs of eyes stealthily tracking him, following closely behind.
That was all too normal.
In the Ghost Market, Su Changkong’s high-profile sale of nearly a thousand Qi-Blood Pills was bound to draw attention. Now that all the pills were sold, everyone had seen it, and at present, Su Changkong carried a fortune worth over a million silver on his person.
Although Su Changkong didn’t seem like an easy target, not to mention that anyone capable of selling so many Qi-Blood Pills certainly had an extraordinary background, the lure of wealth was enough to make many stealthily follow, hoping to find an opportunity to strike it rich.
“More than a dozen people … they really aren’t afraid to die,” Su Changkong shook his head helplessly.
There were well over a dozen people eyeing him, all with varying levels of strength. Some were experts at concealing their aura, making them hard to detect, while others were so weak that they couldn’t even control the sound of their heartbeat, which Su Changkong easily picked up on.
However, this was all within Su Changkong’s expectations. Selling so many Qi-Blood Pills was bound to provoke covetousness. Therefore, to set an example and prevent further trouble, he had to be decisive!
“Gentlemen, since you covet the treasure I carry, why not take action directly?”
Standing his ground, Su Changkong turned around and said coldly.
“Let someone else go first! Don’t be the one to stick your neck out!”
“Let others make their move first, to gauge this man’s depth!”
Hearing Su Changkong’s voice, not a single person took initiative.
In such a scenario, whoever acted first would surely suffer. Not to say that the formidable Bull-man was not easy to deal with, but even if they managed to take him down, they would likely fall prey to others lying in wait. All those who secretly had their eyes on Su Changkong were waiting for someone to lose patience and act first.
Su Changkong shook his head in resignation. These people coveted his wealth yet lacked the guts to act?
“I’ll count to three, and then we’ll act together! There are over a million Taels in silver notes on this youngster. If we kill him together, we can each pocket tens of thousands of silver at least!”
Finally, someone grew impatient and called on the others to take action. This person was not lacking in skill and used his True Qi to amplify his voice, which came from every direction, making it difficult to pinpoint his actual location.
“Three!”
“Two!”
As the man counted down, the various Martial Artists stealthily targeting Su Changkong also grew fiercer and more vicious in their expressions. No matter how exceptional Su Changkong was, up against so many experts, he would meet his end. It was his fault for being so ostentatious, daring to sell Qi-Blood Pills worth millions of silver in one go!