101: Chapter 101 Selling Pills

Heavenly Sword Sect black market.

Qin Changsheng controlled Hu Nan and arrived at the entrance of the black market.

At this moment, Hu Nan had already disguised himself.

Not only did he put on a set of pure black martial attire, but he also wore a dark iron mask.

After getting dressed, he suppressed Hu Nan's cultivation to Qi Refining Stage 6.

Qin Changsheng was very clear that to ensure Lin Hao had no misgivings, he had to hide his cultivation.

Qin Changsheng glanced at the entrance of the black market, then controlled Hu Nan to walk into it.

Passing through a narrow corridor, the scene before him instantly became noisy.

Both sides of the street were filled with various stalls. Most of the stall owners wore masks or covered their faces with headscarves, shouting loudly to sell their goods. There were inner cores of Low Grade Yao Beasts, broken Magical Artifacts, various Medicinal Pills, Spiritual Plants, and even forbidden Restriction scrolls.

Qin Changsheng slowed his pace, his figure hidden within the crowd. His eyes vigilantly scanned the surroundings, pretending to look for goods while secretly searching for Lin Hao's figure.

Soon after, Qin Changsheng discovered Lin Hao's figure.

Although Lin Hao was wearing a mask, Qin Changsheng recognized him at a glance.

In the black market, everyone else wore inconspicuous coarse cloth martial attire or black clothing, striving for a low profile. Only Lin Hao, even when deliberately disguised, could not change the ostentation and extravagance ingrained in his bones.

What he was wearing appeared to be ordinary black martial attire, but the fabric was smooth and faintly shimmered with a faint spiritual light. It was by no means an ordinary material that could be bought in the black market; it was clearly woven from high-grade spiritual silkworm silk. It was extraordinarily luxurious, completely out of place in this chaotic and dilapidated black market, and exceptionally conspicuous.

More importantly, his left hand—Qin Changsheng clearly saw that the person's left hand was always hanging by his side, the sleeve slightly sliding down to reveal an empty sleeve. Clearly, his left hand had already been severed.

Qin Changsheng controlled Hu Nan and walked towards Lin Hao's stall.

Lin Hao looked up and sized Hu Nan up, then turned his gaze elsewhere, clearly not taking Hu Nan seriously.

"Fellow Daoist, are you purchasing the pulse-renewing pill?" Hu Nan asked in a low voice.

Lin Hao turned his head abruptly, sizing Hu Nan up and down, seeing that the other party was dressed plainly, with a weak aura, only having Qi Refining Stage 6 cultivation.

"That's right. As long as you have the pulse-renewing pill, the price is negotiable," Lin Hao said.

"Your Excellency, please take a look." As his voice fell, Hu Nan slowly took out a Medicinal Pill from an inconspicuous cloth bag at his waist.

Lin Hao subconsciously raised his eyes, his gaze landing on that pulse-renewing pill. He had intended to just glance at it casually to confirm the authenticity of the Medicinal Pill, but the moment his gaze touched the surface of the pill...

His pupils suddenly contracted, his aura stagnated, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, immediately replaced by intense killing intent.

He was all too familiar with this pulse-renewing pill!

On the bottom of the pulse-renewing pill, there was an extremely subtle mark—a sign he had carved himself, like a small "Lin" character. Without careful observation, it would be impossible to detect.

Back then, he had sent his subordinates to rob, but he hadn't expected that they would all be killed in the end, and even the pulse-renewing pill had been stolen.

Lin Hao hated this person very much.

In Lin Hao's view, if he could have had both hands, he would definitely not have been defeated so easily at the Sect Competition.

He would definitely have been able to defeat Hu Nan and win the championship of the Sect Competition.

Lin Hao attributed that defeat entirely to the loss of the pulse-renewing pill.

However, Lin Hao quickly hid his killing intent.

This was the Sect's black market, where all kinds of people were mixed together; it was not appropriate to make a move in public.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao slowly raised his hand and took the pulse-renewing pill: "This pulse-renewing pill is of decent quality. Tell me, how many Spirit Stones?"

Qin Changsheng took in all of Lin Hao's changes in expression, sneering inwardly.

Sure enough, Lin Hao recognized the mark on the Medicinal Pill, and killing intent had already sprouted.

"One thousand Spirit Stones."

"What?!" Lin Hao's expression changed instantly, his aura suddenly sank, and the killing intent in his eyes could almost no longer be hidden.

However, Lin Hao quickly hid his killing intent once again.

Because in Lin Hao's heart, this person was already a dead man.

These one thousand Spirit Stones were just being kept by this man in black temporarily.

After killing this person later, he would take back the Spirit Stones from him, along with other treasures.

"This is one thousand Spirit Stones, you count them!" Lin Hao handed a Storage Pouch to Hu Nan.

"Fellow Daoist is straightforward." Hu Nan took the Storage Pouch and hurriedly walked into the distance.

And Lin Hao's gaze remained on Hu Nan.

"Qi Refining Stage 6?" Lin Hao took a deep breath and decided to follow behind the man in black to kill him.

Although his father, Lin Zhentian, had always urged him not to take risks, to think twice before acting in everything, and not to be blinded by personal grudges.

But at this moment, Lin Hao did not think he was in any danger.

After all, the man in black in front was merely a Cultivator at Qi Refining Stage 6.

His Level 10 Qi Refining Stage Foundation was solid, and he possessed a Low Grade Xuan-level Magical Artifact. Even with a severed left hand, crushing a small pawn at Qi Refining Stage 6 was simply easy, not requiring any effort.

Moreover, he still had quite a few trump cards in his hand. Even if the other party had some hidden means, he was absolutely certain he could completely kill them.

Lin Zhentian's warnings were just being overly cautious.

In his view, his father was a Golden Core Cultivator who had seen too many battles between high-grade Cultivators and thus became increasingly wary of all kinds of risks, but this trivial matter before him could not be considered a dangerous situation at all.

Furthermore, that Qi Refining Stage 6 Cultivator had many treasures on him.

If he killed that Qi Refining Stage 6 Cultivator, he would also be able to obtain a large number of treasures and Spirit Stones.

This was simply a perfect plan with multiple benefits.

Lin Hao took a deep breath, his figure flickered, and he quietly blended into the crowd, following closely behind the masked man in black like a ghost.

Lin Hao always maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too near, so he would not be discovered by the other party, nor would he lose his target.

Moreover, Lin Hao also discovered that the Qi Refining Stage 6 Cultivator seemed to have no defensive heart; even though he was being followed, he still walked swaggeringly towards the outside of the black market.

What surprised Lin Hao even more was that this Qi Refining Stage 6 Cultivator was actually heading towards Qingyun Lake.

Very few people traveled from the black market to Qingyun Lake; it was very suitable for robbery.

"Hahaha, heaven is truly helping me!" Lin Hao's heart was full of pride. Immediately after, Lin Hao's figure moved, and he flew rapidly towards the front.

A quarter of an hour later, Hu Nan arrived at a secluded path.

Just after Hu Nan walked into the path, a figure like a ghost suddenly jumped out from behind a large tree, landing steadily directly in front of him.

Lin Hao was still wearing that exquisite mask, covering most of his face, but it could not hide the pride and ruthlessness in his eyes.

"You, who are you? Why are you blocking me here?" The moment Hu Nan saw Lin Hao, he pretended to be very afraid.

Seeing the masked man in black's panicked appearance, the pride in Lin Hao's eyes instantly overflowed, and a sneer of disdain curled at the corner of his mouth: "What? Surprised? Did you not expect that this Young Master would follow you all the way and block you here?"

As his voice fell, Lin Hao's tone suddenly turned cold, and he shouted sternly: "Brat, you have a lot of nerve! How dare you steal this Young Master's pulse-renewing pill! If it weren't for you stealing my pulse-renewing pill back then, how could I have been in a poor state during the Sect Competition and been defeated by that trash Hu Nan with a Low Grade Four-Element Spiritual Root, missing out on the championship position?!"

Mentioning the disastrous defeat at the Sect Competition, and mentioning Hu Nan, Lin Hao's voice carried a hint of gnashing teeth, and the killing intent around his body was almost about to burst forth.

He had always believed that the reason he lost to Hu Nan back then was not because of a lack of strength, but because the pulse-renewing pill was stolen and his cultivation state was damaged, which caused him to fall into a disadvantage. He had remembered this humiliation day and night. Now that he had finally caught the "real culprit," he naturally had to vent the anger in his heart.