Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1032 - 958: Tribute Lin Yan

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Chapter 1032: Chapter 958: Tribute Lin Yan

He’s just a middle-level Martial Artist, not very wealthy, and can’t afford the body refining elixirs from Scarlet Void Valley. But this elixir is even better than those from Scarlet Void Valley!

The middle-aged man hurriedly packed up the remaining items on the stall and left quickly, as if afraid Ye Qingfeng would change his mind.

Seeing the middle-aged man leave, a trace of excitement flashed in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes.

That bottle of body refining elixir was nothing but junk to him, similar to what he gave the Demon-slaying Team in the East Sea Military District, far less effective than the upgraded version he made for Zhong Ming now.

Of course, this thing is indeed better than the trash from Scarlet Void Valley and should be considered top-tier on Earth.

Otherwise, ordinary people in the East Sea Military District wouldn’t have advanced to low-level Martial Artists so quickly.

Blood Crystal Gold Stone!

Ye Qingfeng’s heart moved slightly, unexpectedly encountering such a valuable item here, along with the Spirit Core of the giant python from before.

Ye Qingfeng was delighted; finally, he could refine something good!

"Brother, do you still have any of that body refining elixir you just sold? I’m willing to pay two hundred thousand per bottle."

"Two hundred thousand to buy such a top-tier elixir? Keep dreaming, I’ll offer five hundred thousand."

"One million, I’ll offer one million!"

In an instant, a group of Martial Artists around became excited. There were many who practiced cross-training external skills, and Ye Qingfeng’s elixir was simply top-grade in their eyes.

"You’d better check the price of body refining elixirs from Scarlet Void Valley first. This brother’s medicine is several times stronger than those. Offering just a few hundred thousand is really naive."

One of the Martial Artists sneered.

"I’ll offer five million, young brother, do you still have the elixir?" At this moment, a bald big man with muscles like iron, looking extremely fierce, stepped forward.

This bald big man was the one who said he was just one top-grade body refining elixir away from breaking through to War General level. He was already a peak War Master.

But for ordinary Warriors on Earth, each breakthrough level is as difficult as climbing the heavens, from peak War Master to Primary War General is a major breakthrough and even more difficult.

He had only a slim chance with the help of Ye Qingfeng’s body refining elixir.

So, the bald man’s eyes flashed with sharp light, looking excitedly at Ye Qingfeng.

"Yes." Ye Qingfeng said directly.

The bald man’s eyes immediately sparkled with excitement, hurriedly saying, "I’ll offer five million to buy a bottle of elixir!"

"Sorry, I don’t want money!" Ye Qingfeng gently shook his head.

"You!"

The bald big man was excited, but upon hearing Ye Qingfeng’s words, he suddenly turned into anger, his face changed and he was about to explode.

But then Zhong Ming, standing beside Ye Qingfeng, stepped forward to confront the bald big man, neither losing out in momentum.

"This bald big man is Hong Pang from the Thunder Sea Gate, specialized in cross-training external skills. His muscles are like steel. Hong Pang is also a prominent figure in the Thunder Sea Sect, not someone easy to provoke."

Someone revealed the background of the bald big man.

Ye Qingfeng remained calm and indifferent, indifferent to the anger of the bald big man.

He had Zhong Ming fetch a banner and a brush, and wrote on the banner with a large stroke: 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Body refining elixirs, only exchanged for medicinal herbs over a hundred years old and Spirit Stones."

The crowd immediately understood, realizing this person doesn’t want money, only bartering goods.

However, the bald man’s pupils shrank slightly; in his heart, Ye Qingfeng was merely a servant because he looked pale and sickly, impossible to be a Martial Artist.

But Zhong Ming was different, formidable in aura, yet he didn’t fall short in confronting him.

Clearly, Zhong Ming was the master.

After a brief thought, Hong Pang realized the reason, it must be that this sickly young man was an Alchemist, and these elixirs were made by him.

Therefore, this seemingly formidable big man was willing to stay by his side to protect him.

But Hong Pang immediately faced a dilemma. He practiced external skills and didn’t have any precious medicinal herbs in his hands.

At this time, another group of people came over, Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense had long detected them.

The newcomers were members of the Jian Family, with the handsome and tall Jian Yunfeng not leading the way but a white-haired old man in traditional Chinese attire at the front.

A forty-something man with narrow and long eyes full of malice, like a Poison Snake, accompanied this old man.

Jian Lingling was at the back, following the Jian family people. She suddenly saw Ye Qingfeng and immediately showed a burst of joy on her pretty face.

She smiled slightly, wanting to come over and greet Ye Qingfeng, but suddenly remembered the occasion here.

The Elder of Jian Family was present, along with that advanced Martial Artist from Jian Family, she dared not speak presumptuously.

Jian Lingling secretly blinked at Ye Qingfeng in the crowd, yet Ye Qingfeng’s expression was indifferent, with no acknowledgment, making Jian Lingling discouraged, not knowing if this guy saw her.

"Young brother, can you take out the elixir for me to see?" The Elder of Jian Family stepped forward and asked.

Ye Qingfeng took a bottle of elixir from his backpack and handed it over.

The Elder of the Jian family took the elixir and handed it directly to the Poison Snake-like middle-aged man beside him.

This was Lin Yan, the Martial Artist the Jian Family revered. The Jian Family’s current status was entirely due to Lin Yan’s strength.

Lin Yan opened the ceramic bottle, sniffed it gently, immediately showed joy, and gave a heavy nod to the Elder of the Jian Family.

"Brother, how do you intend to sell this elixir?" The Elder of the Jian Family turned and asked.

Ye Qingfeng pointed to the banner erected.

"Medicinal herbs over a hundred years old and Spirit Stones, our Jian Family doesn’t have those, but we are willing to buy with a large sum of money. What do you think, young brother?"

The Elder of Jian Family looked at the writing on the banner and asked again.

"I don’t want money, only goods." Ye Qingfeng shook his head again.

He really didn’t lack money. Huayu Group alone’s current profits reach nearly a billion each week, where would he lack this little money?

If there are no top-notch medicinal herbs, attending this Martial Artist gathering is meaningless to him.

"Young brother, the price is negotiable. As long as you’re willing to sell this elixir to our Jian Family, you can name your price. How about this: if you’re willing to sell this elixir to our Jian Family, our revered Lin Yan will agree to intervene three times on your behalf."

The Elder of Jian Family looked at Ye Qingfeng, eyes slightly narrowed, whispering:

"Our revered Lin Yan of the Jian Family, already a peak War Master, if he could intervene thrice for you, it would resolve a lot of trouble."

The Elder of the Jian Family points out Lin Yan’s strength, ostensibly to tempt Ye Qingfeng but also as a veiled threat.