What kind of background?

"Young Master, you are?"

The rich shopkeeper's face was pale, he did not know what Ning Qi's words meant.

Zi Yun, however, reacted. He took a step forward and asked anxiously, "Husband, can you save the rich shopkeeper?"

"Swish …"

The doctor laughed coldly, "Owner Fu, your heart meridian has already been severed. How can you save him?"

Since he decided that the rich shopkeeper was unable to save him, as long as there was an objection, wouldn't that be slapping him in the face?

"The heart meridian has been broken, is there a need to do something to save him?"

Ning Qi smiled at the doctor, then walked in front of the rich shopkeeper, and gently pressed on his chest.

A surge of true energy slowly flowed in. After about ten breaths' time, under the gazes of everyone present, the rich shopkeeper's complexion changed from a pale white to a rosy red.

The doctor looked on with a dumbstruck expression, but soon recovered. With a disdainful sneer, he said, "Nothing more than the end of my life."

"Hm?"

The rich shopkeeper suddenly jumped up, and walked around for a few steps, before looking at Ning Qi in surprise: "Young master, my body is no longer in pain!"

"Owner Fu, are you really alright?"

Zi Yun was slightly startled.

In just a dozen breaths of time, Ning Qi had actually saved a heavily injured person that was determined by the doctors to be powerless?

And looking at the rich shopkeeper's posture, he had the aura of a dragon and tiger striding. It didn't seem like he was seriously injured at all, nor did it look like his heart had been broken.

The doctor was dumbstruck and tongue-tied. He still didn't believe that the rich shopkeeper could live, but after waiting for the time it took to boil a cup of tea, the rich storekeeper had no intention of driving away. The doctor's face turned pale, and his legs started shaking uncontrollably.

"Miss, I'm really alright now."

The rich shopkeeper was surprised, and immediately cupped his fists towards Ning Qi and bowed: "Thank you, Young Master, for saving my life!"

"No need to be so courteous, you were heavily injured because of the Violet Palace Realm as well. Tell me in detail what happened at that time."

Ning Qi laughed faintly.

Hearing this, the rich shopkeeper glanced at the doctor. When the doctor saw the situation unfold, he quickly turned to the crowd and said, "Farewell. I will take my leave first."

With that, he turned around and left. From the looks of it, he seemed to be in a bit of a panic, and his back was extremely sorry.

After the doctor left, the rich shopkeeper slowly recounted the whole story.

As the head storekeeper of the Spiritual Medicine Store, he would often come into contact with some martial artists. Occasionally, he would cooperate with some small martial arts families.

This time, Zi Yun wanted him to sell those two pieces of Qi and blood ointment, so he used his connections to find a warrior he was familiar with. Through this connection, he finally connected with a martial arts family that was only four hundred miles away from Jiangyin City.

He felt that if he wanted to sell it for a good price, he had to show his sincerity. Moreover, he was afraid that if the owner didn't believe in the medicinal effects of the Blood and Qi Ointment, he would have to personally step in. Otherwise, he would be treated as a swindler by others.

Who would've thought that right after he arrived at that martial arts family, he would be beaten up by the other side after he finished speaking about the effects of the Qi and blood ointment. Even the Qi and blood ointment was taken away.

"Young master, they really are indiscriminately indiscriminately. Even Brother Hu, who led the way for me, was severely injured by their attacks. He's still being held there …"

The rich shopkeeper laughed bitterly.

"I think they think you're a liar."

Ning Qi laughed faintly.

"Even if you think that I'm a scammer, you should still investigate carefully before making your move …"

The rich owner was speechless.

"How about this, you take me on a trip. I originally planned to sell two sets of blood vitality ointments for one million silver taels, but now it looks like the price is still too low."

If an ordinary person were to use a portion, they would immediately become a second-rate martial artist. With a thousand jin of strength, they would be able to save a dozen years or even dozens of years of arduous cultivation.

I plan to sell this kind of treasure for five million in the future. I will only sell it for ten copies a year. "

Ning Qi laughed.

Zi Yun's eyes lit up. If he really wanted to sell it for five million silver taels and sell it for ten vials a year, wouldn't that be fifty million silver taels?

Moreover, ten portions of lifeblood ointments required raw materials to consume would at most be worth a million silver ….

The profit in between was simply shockingly high!

… ….

"Tiger of the Mountains, you have been quite bold lately. How dare you join forces with others to swindle our Chen Clan. Do you really think that all of us are martial artists that can be humiliated by others?"

In a training field, a strong man was tied to a wooden stake. His entire body was covered in scars, and at this moment, there were a few figures surrounding this strong man. One of them had a whip in his hand, and with every word, he would whip the strong man.

"You're just a lowly martial artist, and yet you have the guts to be so fat. I really admire you."

Pow!

Another whip.

"Boss Chen, I'm not lying to you. The reputation of the rich shopkeeper in the Elixir Shop is absolutely trustworthy. Since he said that Qi and blood paste has such a miraculous effect, there's no reason for him to lie to you. If I lied to you, then we wouldn't have made it out of here alive."

His voice was extremely hoarse, because he hadn't had a drop of water in days.

"Hehe, as long as you use the Qi and Blood Ointment, you can become a second-rate master, hahaha …"

The middle-aged man, who was called Boss Chen by Tiger of the Mountain, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then, with a cold expression, he shouted at Tiger of the Mountain:

"You have cultivated in martial arts for dozens of years and are still unranked. Although my Chen Clan is a martial arts family with its own legacy, to cultivate a second-rate expert, it would still take decades of time.

Among this generation of young disciples, only one is in the second tier and the rest are in the third tier. Only my father and I have reached the first tier.

Although this level of strength is not very high in the martial arts world, if others were to mention my Chen family, wouldn't they give a thumbs up? With my father's and my strength, it would be enough for me to just go out and become the head of a sect! "

He paused, "You actually told me that the Qi and blood ointment could transform an ordinary person who doesn't know anything about martial dao into a second rate practitioner in a few days? Do you think that you guys are the ones who should open your eyes to money, or are we just stupid? "

"I …"

The tiger was speechless.

At this moment, a young man hurried over. His face carried a trace of joy, surprise, and panic. There were many different emotions that mixed together, causing his expression to seem extremely twisted.

"Father..."

The young man came in front of Boss Chen and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Have you already tested it? Is the Qi and blood ointment useful?"

Boss Chen sneered as he looked at the tiger that was descending the mountain.

"Father, little brother, he … "He's already advanced to the second tier."

The young man whispered.

"Advanced Second Rated, hehe …"

Boss Chen continued to sneer, but after a few breaths of time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Tiger of the Mountain's Head raised his head and stared at the young man with sparkling eyes.

"What did you say?" Your brother is only fifteen years old and hasn't even reached the third-rate yet. You said that he advanced to the second-rate? "

Boss Chen looked at the youth, his face full of shock.

"Father, it is absolutely true. The Qi and blood ointment … "It does have such a miraculous effect..."

The young man said with a bitter expression.

Of the two sets of blood vitality ointments, one was destroyed due to Boss Chen's anger, while the other was used on his younger brother.

He was only a third-rate cultivator and had yet to step into the second-rate. Yet, his younger brother had already stepped into the second-rate...

"Tiger of the Mountain, what did you say the owner's name was, he … "What is his background?"

Boss Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked down at Tiger, asking nervously.