Bai Zhirou was no fool. Hearing this, she immediately realized he was deliberately making things difficult for her.
Just as she was about to speak up and refute him...
...from behind her in the queue, more than a dozen disciples who had watched the tournament yesterday immediately shouted at the top of their lungs:
“She is Junior Sister Bai! We spent all day yesterday watching her matches from below the stage!”
“That's right! She's the number one in the outer sect!”
“We can all testify for her!”
...
Hearing the confident shouts of the disciples behind her, Huang Tiannan’s face darkened, his brows furrowing tightly.
He had come here with a mission today.
That was why last night he had specially spent a fortune to treat the two fellow disciples who were originally supposed to be on duty with him today to a wild night at the Qingyi Brothel.
Because of that, those two couldn't even drag themselves out of bed today.
As a result, he was the only one left responsible for distributing pills at the Medicine Pavilion.
As long as Bai Zhirou came, she would never escape the palm of his hand.
Huang Tiannan’s eyes darted slyly before he sneered:
“Just because they say you are means you are?”
“Who knows if you’re wearing some sophisticated human-skin mask? I’ve heard that the human-skin masks made by the demonic sects these days look so convincing they can fool anyone!”
He stared wretchedly at Bai Zhirou’s shapely chest and licked his lips:
“For the safety of the sect, this young master must enforce strict quality control!”
“Come on, Junior Sister Bai, is it? Pull down the collar of your robe just a tiny bit...”
“Let this young master inspect it thoroughly and carefully... to see if there’s a seam of a human-skin mask hidden below your neck, hahaha!”
The moment Huang Tiannan said this, anyone who wasn't an idiot could tell he was deliberately harassing Bai Zhirou.
Bai Zhirou’s delicate brows knitted tightly together.
She truly couldn't understand why this person was targeting her so relentlessly.
Right at this moment, Jiang Ye’s lazy voice, accompanied by a yawn, echoed in her mind:
“Who’s barking like a dog so early in the morning? Waking me up from my sleep.”
“Yo, is it another one of those retarded 'prove yourself' plots again?”
Bai Zhirou jolted in fright. Terrified that this Living King of Hell would take over her body directly, she hastily tried to soothe him in her mind:
“Senior! Leave it to me! I can handle this!”
She took a deep breath, looked at Huang Tiannan, and tried her best to make her voice sound confident:
“Senior Sister Gu Qingxue instructed me to collect them. If you don't believe me, you can go ask her.”
Hearing this, Huang Tiannan’s brows couldn't help but furrow.
Gu Qingxue was a famous True Disciple within the sect, and even he didn't dare offend her directly. His eyes darted, and he squeezed out a fake smile:
“Oh... so it was arranged by Senior Sister Gu. Fine then, I’ll fetch them for you right away.”
Seeing this, Bai Zhirou let out a long sigh of relief and said proudly in her mind:
“See, Senior? I told you I could handle it. When dealing with fellow disciples, one should always persuade them with reason.”
“Mhm~”
Jiang Ye gave a noncommittal hum.
Huang Tiannan turned around and fetched two exquisite small boxes, passing them out through the window with a superficial smile:
“Junior Sister Bai, here are your two Foundation Establishment Pills. Take them.”
The surrounding onlookers all showed eager, longing eyes—those were two Tier Three Eight-Patterned Foundation Establishment Pills!
Bai Zhirou joyfully took the boxes and opened the lids to take a look.
Her expression instantly darkened.
Inside the boxes were indeed Foundation Establishment Pills, but the surfaces of the pills bore only a lonely set of six pill patterns!
Six-patterned and eight-patterned—though both were Tier Three, their efficacy and value were worlds apart!
Forcibly suppressing her anger, Bai Zhirou said with forced patience:
“My tournament reward is two Eight-Patterned Foundation Establishment Pills. These only have six patterns.”
Huang Tiannan feigned surprise:
“Oh my! Don't you know that we're currently out of stock for the eight-patterned ones?”
“The Medicine Pavilion only has six-patterned ones left right now. Take them or leave them! Want eight-patterned ones? Sure, then go back obediently and wait another month before coming to collect them!”
Huang Tiannan smirked secretly to himself.
As long as she still wanted to break through in the secret realm, she would have to swallow this secret loss. The price difference between six-patterned and eight-patterned was double! When he sold the eight-patterned ones on the black market later, it would be another huge fortune!
This way, not only would he complete his mission, but he would also make an unexpected fortune—killing two birds with one stone.
While he was still praising himself for his cleverness, he had no idea what kind of terrifying existence he was about to face.
Bai Zhirou was so infuriated her chest throbbed. Gritting her teeth, she said:
“We are fellow disciples. You had better not make things difficult for me.”
“Hahaha!”
The lackey behind Huang Tiannan immediately jumped out to chime in, arrogantly shouting:
“Yo-ho! You dare threaten us? We are people of the Medicine Pavilion! When Young Master Huang says there are none, there are none! What can you do to us? Hit us?!”
Inside her mind.
Jiang Ye’s voice, filled with mockery, slowly sounded:
“Congratulations, persuasion failed.”
“Not only that, but the two Foundation Establishment Pills they gave you have something wrong with them.”
“What?”
Of course, Jiang Ye couldn't tell if there was a problem just by looking, but the moment Bai Zhirou touched those two pills, the game interface popped up a notification:
【? Foundation Establishment Pill】
Normal pill information would be displayed completely. A display with a question mark clearly meant it had been "spiked."
“This fits my stereotype of humans completely.”
Bai Zhirou was left with only a sigh.
Buzz.
Her body trembled slightly.
Jiang Ye took control.
A playful, mocking smile curled upon Bai Zhirou’s originally gentle face.
Jiang Ye looked coldly at the two people inside the window.
“You dare harass my character?”
“Boom!”
Jiang Ye lashed out with a kick!
A giant phantom of a foot, radiating terrifying arcs of lightning, violently slammed toward the two of them!
“Bang—!!!”
A terrifying explosion thundered!
Before Huang Tiannan and his lackey could even scream, they were sent flying along with the protective formation by this single kick!
The entire grand side hall of the Medicine Pavilion was blasted straight through front to back, leaving a massive gaping hole!
The lackey flew out like a fired cannonball, rocketing several hundred meters before crashing dead-center into a nearby stone wall, stuck tight with his fate unknown.
As for Huang Tiannan, the life-saving jade pendant hanging at his chest became covered in cracks upon absorbing the hit, shattering into powder with a loud crack.
He spat out a massive mouthful of blood, dropping to one knee.
His face was filled with utter terror as he watched the young girl saunter over.
Scared out of his wits, Huang Tiannan shrieked:
“You... you’re crazy!! How dare you publicly attack the Medicine Pavilion!!”
“Someone help! Where is the Law Enforcement Hall?! Somebody hurry! Arrest this crazy woman at once!!”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
More than a dozen elite disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
Wielding their magic tools with grim expressions, they were about to step forward to apprehend her.
Jiang Ye didn't even cast a single glance at them.
A flat voice, laced with terrifying intent to kill, sounded out:
“Whoever steps forward dies.”
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