"The elixir I used before has greatly increased the traffic of my auction house and made me a lot of money every day. Now I can make a lot of money again!"
"But Saint Master Yan has already taken action. I don't know if Saint Master Fang can win this time!"
"Saint Master Yan has been around for many years and is famous all over the world, but Saint Master Fang is just starting out and lacks experience. This is indeed a problem!"
Everyone looked at Fang Lin's courtyard and couldn't help but feel worried.
Fang Lin knew nothing about this and still led Zhang Kui, Bai Xinghe and Shi Hao to refine the elixir, and a whole afternoon and night passed.
On the third day, Dujia Street Market became lively again.
Countless mercenaries gathered in front of the Du's Pharmacy, and the number was even three or four times greater than in its heyday. This situation made Xiao Er cry with joy.
"It's been many days and this situation has returned again. I'm so touched!"
The waiter wiped away his tears, but looking at this grand occasion, it was difficult to control his excitement.
"Everyone is back, I'm afraid that Saint Master Fang is very sad now!"
When I mentioned this, the waiter couldn't help but laugh. He felt proud and proud.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd! It's all there!"
The mercenaries were already fighting for their lives, and they were coming and going, refusing to have a moment of peace.
"Don't squeeze. Do you want to punch me?"
A stout mercenary raised his fist directly at the person next to him, his eyes as wide as bells.
The other person is not to be outdone. Although he is not tall, he is also very strong.
"Whoever is afraid of whom? If you keep talking any more, I will beat you to death!"
"Don't fight, go out and fight, don't delay my business!"
"Let me see Master Yan!"
At this moment, Yan Wuji was in the Du family pharmacy. Seeing such a grand occasion, he felt a little better.
"An'er, you can rest assured now!"
As Li Zian's master, Yan Wujia didn't know that his disciple had been cooperating with the Du Family Pharmacy. The alchemist never had a fixed destination, and he would usually accept the invitation from whichever force offered him a higher price.
It often happened that the master and the apprentice were not in the same power. So Yan Wuji accepted Xiahou Wei's invitation and went to Xiahou's house, while Li Zian became very familiar with the Du family and stayed at the Du family pharmacy.
Then he stared at Xia Houwei next to him unceremoniously and said coldly.
"Hmph, tell Xiahou Situ when you get back that unless Fang Lin is driven away from the Xiahou Auction House and no longer sells his elixirs, I will not give the right to sell elixirs to the Xiahou family!"
He was a famous alchemy master in Yunzhou, how could he endure the humiliation of being suppressed by Fang Lin all the time.
"I will definitely discuss it with my father after I go back. But, is it inappropriate to have a fight with the Xiahou family in the Du family now?"
Xiahou Wei had already been severely scolded by Xiahou Situ, and he did not expect that this situation would occur. He thought that Yan Wu had a chance to help him refine elixirs and steal Fang Lin's business from Xiahou Auction House.
Yan Wuji was even more disappointed and angry with Xia Houwei.
"My disciple Li Zian died in Fang Lin's hands. It's a shame and humiliation for me and Fang Lin to sell elixirs in the same place!"
"If I don't kill Fang Lin, and I don't sell pills to defeat Fang Lin, my disciple, Quan Xia, will definitely not feel at ease."
This is also Yan Wuji’s insistence.
The alchemist carefully cultivated a master and apprentice in alchemy. He spent hundreds of years of hard work, teaching cultivation, and alchemy techniques. It was not easy for him to reach such a state that could help him become famous all over the world, but he was actually killed by Fang Lin.
And it was such an obscure way of death, which of course was hard for him to accept.
Although Xia Houwei has not seen Yan Wuji's true ability, he has known Yan Wuji's temper after getting along with him for so long.
"Don't worry, Saint Master Yan. After the elixir competition, I will definitely find someone to kill Fang Lin to avenge my disciple."
This is the promise given by Xiahou Wei.
But now under the watchful eye of Elder Jinxian and the family's mission of hundreds of years, he could not directly kill Fang Lin.
Yan Wuji reluctantly nodded.
"Hmph, of course we have to wait until after the elixir competition, but then you can bring him directly to me. Don't let him be attacked by poison and tortured to death. I'm sorry for the death of my disciple!"
Moreover, now the grudge between Yan Wuji and Fang Lin is not only about killing his beloved disciple Li Zian, but also about the dignity of Yan Wuji's alchemy master. When the two are combined, Yan Wuji regards Fang Lin as a thorn in his side.
"Haha, Mr. Xiahou, you really have a good plan! How can you get something if you are not willing to give anything?"
Du Maoming was very reluctant to be there, but he didn't dare to offend Yan Wuji, so he became weird.
The elixirs that Yan Wuji personally took charge of were bound to sell well. How could the Du family be willing to give up such a good opportunity to Xia Houwei so easily?
Xia Houwei snorted coldly.
"You are only proud for two days, there is no need to be arrogant!"
Then he turned around and left.
At this moment, the noise outside also came in.
After Yan Wuji heard this, he felt more at ease.
"How's the situation outside?"
"Reporting to Master Yan, mercenaries have already crowded the streets."
Of course Du Maoming was flattering and would tolerate nothing. When the Du family invited Li Zian, it was impossible to miss Yan Wuji, but Yan Wuji looked down on the Du family.
Now, although it was short-lived, the Du family has regained Yan Wuji's favor.
Opportunity!
Yan Wuji nodded with satisfaction.
"good."
Du Maoming accompanied him personally and sent his confidants to host the sales outside.
At this moment, the waiter felt bored again. These mercenaries always talked with their fists and made a mess in the market. If possible, he would not want to deal with them.
"I haven't felt this way for a long time! I haven't experienced it for several days."
"Stop, you all stop. If the fight continues, we will be driven out of the market!"
Under the watchful eyes of many masters of the Du Family's Spiritual Immortal Realm and True Immortal Realm, the mercenaries lined up in order.
"Hurry up and take out the elixir!"
"You must have a lot of elixirs in stock. Don't sell 300 bottles. Take them all out."
"We are going to the Warcraft Forest. We must sell enough pills this time!"
The mercenaries couldn't care less about the Du family's previous bad attitude at this moment. Face and temper were nothing in the face of absolutely good elixirs. Of course they were robbing the elixirs refined by the alchemy master!
The waiter became even more proud when he heard this and couldn't help but pinch his waist to show off.
"Don't worry, Master Yan's alchemy skills are extraordinary. There will be two thousand pills today, first come, first served!"
"Give it to me quickly!"
"I want twenty!"
"I want a hundred!"
The mercenaries were quiet for a moment, and then started buying like crazy.
At the same time, in front of the Xiahou Auction House, there was no longer a frantic siege by mercenaries.
The two mercenaries were looking strange while buying elixirs at the elixir window.
"In the past, there were always huge crowds here. Why are there so few people today?"
"That's right, there are so many elixirs, why is there no one here?"
This chapter has been completed!