One hour ago.
Spirit Pill Workshop.
Everyone arrived very early today because the Pavilion Master had returned, and no one dared to be late.
However, when everyone arrived at the workshop, they discovered that the old bronze furnace in the old Pill Room was surprisingly missing.
Pavilion Master Fei Daoyu frowned and asked Yang Fengshan:
"Where is the Pill Furnace?"
Fei Daoyu was at the Fourth-Layer of Qi Cultivation, a Second Tier Alchemist, having set up his own Alchemy Workshop, and was doing quite well among the Loose Cultivators in Yunling Town.
Recently, he had been rather worried.
He had originally linked up with a Grand Alchemist, hoping to seize the opportunity of the Three Great Sects’ Northern Wilderness Trial to sell Pills to Zhenyang Sect and make a fortune.
The Grand Alchemist had so connections with a significant figure at the Celestial Pill Pavilion in Zhenyang City, and the Celestial Pill Pavilion was responsible for the Pill procurent for Zhenyang Sect.
As long as everything went smoothly, there was a great hope of becoming the Pill supplier for this Northern Wilderness Trial.
At the very least, he could sell two hundred Second Grade Spirit Pills, over a hundred Third Grade Spirit Pills, and a small number of Fourth Grade Spirit Pills.
Fei Daoyu would get thirty Second Grade Spirit Pills, and with each one valued at sixty Spirit Stones, that would be 1800 Spirit Stones!
Fei Daoyu had been working with the Grand Alchemist for several days in Zhenyang City, and things were about to be settled.
Unexpectedly, Zhenyang Sect suddenly canceled the purchase of those two hundred Second Grade Spirit Pills.
Seeing that the lucrative deal involving thousands of Spirit Stones had fallen through, the Grand Alchemist was furious and sent soone to investigate. Only then did they find out that Zhenyang Sect had replaced his Second Grade Spirit Pills with two hundred bags of Clear Wind Powder.
The Grand Alchemist could hardly believe his ears.
After days of effort, he was squeezed out at the last minute by the most inferior First Grade Spirit Powder?
After much inquiry, they finally learned that these two hundred bags of Clear Wind Powder were of extrely high quality, capable of greatly substituting the effects of similar Second Grade Spirit Pills.
The source of the information also said that these two hundred bags of Clear Wind Powder ca from Yunling Town!
The Grand Alchemist, enraged, ordered Fei Daoyu to get to the bottom of this.
Fei Daoyu returned to Yunling Town crestfallen and investigated everywhere, but found no clues.
Already in a bad mood, he discovered today that there had been a theft in the workshop, which made him even angrier, turning his face ashen.
Yang Fengshan quickly said, "Master, that bronze furnace was still there yesterday, and many people saw it, so it must have been stolen last night."
Fei Daoyu asked coldly, "Who would dare be so bold?"
Everyone exchanged glances, silent as if struck by cold, Yang Fengshan bowed his head, his eyes moving slightly, and said with cupped hands:
"Master, do you rember I ntioned that there might be a traitor in the workshop?"
Fei Daoyu’s Spiritual Energy erupted with majesty, sweeping over everyone: "Who?"
Most in the Spirit Pill Workshop were at the Second-Layer of Qi Cultivation and were pressed so hard they bent their knees, not daring to make a sound.
Yang Fengshan, at the Third-Layer of Qi Cultivation, was sowhat calr and quickly said:
"It was Qin Gengyun! He must have planned this long ago; half a month ago he resigned, and now ca back last night to steal the bronze furnace, thinking no one would suspect him!"
Wang Ping and Xu Li exchanged a look, wanting to speak, but ultimately dared not open their mouths.
Fei Daoyu’s gaze was icy, and he said indifferently:
"Bring him back."
"Yes!"
Yang Fengshan imdiately agreed, and took two of his confidants with him to leave.
When the Spirit Pill Workshop recruited people, they required leaving basic information, so Yang Fengshan knew Qin Gengyun lived in Narrow Rain Lane, and went there aggressively with his two subordinates.
Heh, Taoist Friend Qin, I apologize, soone at the night market is offering fifty Spirit Stones for that bronze furnace.
I sold the Pill Furnace just enough to raise the bride price.
I’ve spent 150 Spirit Stones and can’t give up halfway; Chen Jia I must marry!
I can only trouble you to be my scapegoat.
Yang Fengshan silently recited in his mind, and soon brought his n to Narrow Rain Lane, eventually running into Qin Gengyun just heading out the door.
Yang Fengshan knew Qin Gengyun was only at the Second-Layer of Qi Cultivation, while he was at the Third-Layer, and his two confidants were also at the Second-Layer, so naturally, they could easily handle Qin Gengyun.
"Taoist Friend Qin, just co with to the Spirit Pill Workshop, and I can plead for leniency from our Pavilion Master on your behalf."
He had already prepared himself; if Qin Gengyun protested his innocence, he wouldn’t give him a chance to speak, subduing him with swift thods and sealing his mouth before taking him back to the Spirit Pill Workshop.
He figured the Pavilion Master wouldn’t ask too many questions and would just deal with it.
After all, Qin Gengyun’s cultivation was low; if accused, he wouldn’t be able to clear his na.
Yang Fengshan released his Spiritual Energy, displaying the cultivation of the Third-Layer of Qi Cultivation, but Qin Gengyun remained calm, only slightly frowning:
"Taoist Friend Yang, I’ve long left the Spirit Pill Workshop. Do you have evidence saying I stole the Pill Furnace?"
Yang Fengshan laughed aloud, as if hearing the funniest joke, then his expression turned cold, glancing at Qin Gengyun:
"Taoist Friend Qin, with your low cultivation, if I say you’re the thief, then you naturally are the thief. What need is there for evidence?"
"I see."
Qin Gengyun nodded, still very calm:
"So, whoever has higher cultivation, their words are the truth?"
"Of course." Yang Fengshan sneered:
"Alright then, Taoist Friend Qin, let’s go. If you delay, I may not be able to protect you."
He approached Qin Gengyun, operating his Third-Layer Qi Cultivation at its peak, ready to act if the other refused to comply.
The next mont.
Qin Gengyun lifted his head, an aura much larger than Yang Fengshan’s surged from his body, and Yang Fengshan was startled, his face instantly turning pale:
"Fourth-Layer of Qi Cultivation?!"
Yang Fengshan looked at Qin Gengyun in disbelief, no longer looking down from above but forced to bend his knees, looking up from below.
"You, you... when did you have such cultivation?"
Qin Gengyun was only at the Second-Layer of Qi Cultivation, always silent and unassuming in the Spirit Pill Workshop, never disputing with anyone, and even when bullied, he wouldn’t resist.
That’s why when Yang Fengshan chose a scapegoat, Qin Gengyun was the first to co to mind.
Bullying the weak and honest was often the easiest.
But he never guessed that this weak and honest man had already surpassed him by a minor realm!
Yang Fengshan felt a chill run through his heart, retreating repeatedly:
"Taoist Friend Qin, no, Senior, this is surely a misunderstanding. I’ll return to the Spirit Pill Workshop imdiately to explain to the Pavilion Master, sorry for the disturbance."
He turned to leave, only to find Qin Gengyun already blocking his path.
"Taoist Friend Yang, I happen to have so business with Taoist Friend Pei, since you are his disciple, you can co along with ."
Qin Gengyun’s face held a friendly smile, and Yang Fengshan dared not defy him, only bowing respectfully with a bitter face:
"Yes, Senior."
The two who ca with him were also horrified, not daring to speak, obediently following behind.
At this mont, while Qin Gengyun’s expression was calm, his heart was full of turmoil.
He had always been cautious, avoiding conflict wherever possible.
But just as the saying goes, being good can lead to being bullied, and being weak can lead to being trampled.
He once held only the Second-Layer of Qi Cultivation, subjected to abuse without power to resist.
But now, at least within Yunling Town, he was no longer at the very bottom.
If he continued to allow himself to be mistreated as before, then what was the point of all his efforts in cultivation?
Today, why not be a little wild for once?
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