Chapter 8: Turning Black and White Upside Down

  One tree, two trees, three trees!

  Three short and sturdy three-leaf grasses!

  These three stocks are selling worse than that 50-year-old clover!

  If Fang Ling had taken them out just now, no one would have paid attention to these things, but at this moment, no one dared to underestimate the three-leafed grass.

  Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Xian Shi!

  They need Zhao Xian Shi to give an answer.

  Zhao Xianshi looked at these three-leafed grasses and his whole body began to tremble.

  He put the fifty-year-old three-leaf clover that he had just treasured in his storage bag, and quickly snatched the most inconspicuous one from Fang Ling's hand. He smelled it for a while before exclaiming loudly: "Three-Leaf Treasure! This is Three-Leaf Treasure!"

  Although everyone present was very respectful of Zhao Xian Shi, at this moment, seeing Zhao Xian Shi call the three-leaf grass "three-leaf treasure", there were still many people who curled their lips.

  However, these people did not include Zhang Zhi-shi.

  Director Zhang has been working at Zhenbao Xuan for so many years and knows that some things will be called treasures when they reach a certain age!

  If this time they can really collect something that can be called a treasure, Zhang Gui will almost certainly rise to the next level.

  Thinking of the benefits, he couldn't help but pull Zhao Xian Shi and ask: "Zhao Xian Shi, is this really San Ye Bao?"

  "What is this not a three-leaf treasure!" Zhao Xian said as he waved the three-leaf grass in his hand: "This three-leaf treasure is at least a hundred years old. To say nothing of refining ordinary elixirs, even refining seven-grade or higher elixirs would be more than enough."

  He shook his head again and said: "What a pity! What a pity!"

  Zhao Xianshi's sentence was a pity, and it wasn't just Zhang Gui who felt tense, even the thin monkey and others were also slightly tense.

  Although this thing is not theirs, a treasure collected by a companion is worthless and not something to be happy about for them.

  "Master Zhao, what a pity?" Zhang Gui tightly grasped Master Zhao's hand, fearing that he wouldn't answer his question.

  "What a pity! Such a good thing, I won't be able to use it! To refine this kind of elixir, at the very least one needs to be a Foundation Establishment stage or higher cultivator."

  Upon hearing Zhao Xian's words, Zhang Gui let out a sigh of relief. This kind of waste had nothing to do with him; the higher the level of cultivator, the more money they had, and the more high-end items they needed, the more in demand they were. If Zhao Xian couldn't use it, ha! What did that have to do with Zhang Gui?

  "Zhao Xianshi, how much is this three-leaf treasure worth for a hundred years?"

  Hua Shuying, who was standing beside Fang Lin, asked anxiously.

  Fang Ling looked at Hua Shuying with a puzzled expression, thinking to himself that this sister was actually quite skilled at domestic life.

  "At least twenty sacred stones!" Zhao Xian Shi said with certainty.

  Twenty, Sacred Stones!

  As soon as these words came out, almost everyone's eyes looking at Fang Ling's face were filled with envy.

  Although these twenty pieces may not sound like a large number, they are actually celestial stones!

  What is the celestial stone? The value of one piece is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

  This is equivalent to Fang Ling suddenly having 20,000 taels of gold.

  Not to mention the value of this three-leaf clover.

  Fang Ling was also a bit dizzy. He had thought that the hundred-year-old three-leaf grass would be worth only a few thousand taels of gold, but he hadn't expected that this one plant would be so valuable.

  Twenty thousand taels of yellow gold!

  "Xiao Fang, we've bought all these clover from Jing Bao Xuan. Wait a minute, you and I will go get the gold together." Zhang Gui patted Fang Ling's shoulder with force, showing a very affectionate attitude towards him.

  Fang Ling smiled faintly at Zhang Gui's approach, thinking that people always praise one person while criticizing another, and it was unnecessary to take it too seriously.

  Lin Mu had some medicinal herbs in his small Qian Kun bag, but he didn't plan to take them out for now. These were enough for him to use for a while.

  "Thank you, Officer Zhang."

  As they spoke, he walked towards Chen Zhenghua with the three immortal stones in his hand and said: "Master Chen, when my sister and brother were in trouble, Master Chen generously lent us 3,000 taels of gold and this ten-year-old San Ye Cao. Please accept them."

  Chen Zhenghua looked at Fang Ling, who was beaming with joy and gratitude in his tone, and his lungs almost burst. He had accompanied Hua Shuying here to wait for Fang Ling, just to make Hua Shuying give up hope.

  But never in a million years did I think that this little guy not only escaped with his life, but also managed to collect such a large quantity of three-leaf grass from the ancestral tomb.

  Isn't it just a few dozen sacred stones? Kid, your good luck has come to an end!

  He took the celestial stone from Fang Ling's hand, smiled faintly, and immediately said in a cold voice: "Fang Ling, I borrowed three thousand taels of gold from you. I just thought your family was pitiful and couldn't bear to see your sister running around for you, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."

  "You participated in this harvest, I thought your ambition was commendable, so I sent my family's warrior Roger to protect you on the road. But unexpectedly, Roger devoted himself to you, and ultimately was harmed by you. Your wolf-like heart, even if I can tolerate you, the laws of Dingfang City cannot permit the existence of such a person."

  As they spoke, Chen Zhenghua shouted: "Take him away and send him to the City Lord's Mansion!"

  Several warriors following Chen Zhenghua rushed up to Fang Ling quickly, their footsteps were light and nimble, each face with a murderous intent.

  From the footsteps of these warriors, Fang Lin could feel that each of them had a cultivation base of at least four layers. Relying on Qing Xiao Palm and Jin Yan Gong, Fang Lin was already at his limit in dealing with three of them, let alone Chen Zhenghua himself, who was a master of the fifth layer.

  "Master Chen, Fang Ling would never do something like that," Huashu Ying said in a low voice, quickly stepping forward to block Fang Ling's path.

  Chen Zhenghua looked at Hua Shuying, his face changed for a moment, and then said lightly: "Shuying, I also hope it's not, but the fact is there, no one can change it."

  As they spoke, he turned to Zhao Xian Shi and said: "Old Zhao, as a cultivator, you should know that there is a technique called 'Unextinguished Vengeful Spirit'. Take a look at Fang Lin's body, isn't it possessed by Luo Ge's unextinguished vengeful spirit?"

  Zhao Xianshi had already prepared to stay out of the matter when Chen Zhenghua suddenly attacked Fang Ling, but now that Chen Zhenghua was asking him, he hesitated for a moment.

  Chen Zhenghua was very dissatisfied with Zhao Xianshi's attitude, and he said unpleasantly: "Things that our Chen family all know about, you, Zhao Xianshi, shouldn't be unaware of, should you?"

  For Chen Zhenghua, Zhao Xianshi can ignore him, but for the Chen family, he cannot afford to neglect them. After all, he has to live in Dingfang City and cannot ignore the influence of the Chen family.

  He looked down on this young man, although he had a good impression of him, but such a lucky young man, even if he died, it would be just his death.

  At this point, he said in a low voice: "There is such a spell. If it wasn't for Chen Gongzi's reminder, I almost forgot."

  Zhang Gui's face didn't look too good, this time the picking was organized by Zhen Bao Xuan, everyone agreed that life and death are determined by fate, wealth and nobility are in heaven. The agreement inside had already been made clear, after entering the secret realm of Nai Shan, even if one killed their own companion, no one would intervene.

  Now Chen Zhenghua has come up with this, which is to destroy the reputation of Zhen Bao Xuan.

  "Director Zhang, when we entered the secret realm of Lai Shan, didn't we say that life and death are determined by fate?" Just as Director Zhang was at a loss for what to do, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

  The person speaking is a thin monkey.

  Seeing the slightly excited face of Shou Hou, Fang Ling's good impression of him increased a lot.

  Zhang Gui's face suddenly turned very ugly.

  "Director Zhang, I only want this Fang Lin to die. As long as Fang Lin dies, the things he picked can all belong to Zhen Bao Xuan!" A voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

  As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Gui knew it was Chen Zhenghua, the young master of the Chen family.

  He was suddenly moved, although this was a bit of a stain on the reputation of Zhenbao Xuan, but with the friendship of Master Chen and so many medicinal materials, I believe the shopkeeper would not insist on anything in this matter.

  With a determined mind, Zhang Gui said: "Although the life and death of my Treasure Pavilion are destined by fate, I will not tolerate this kind of behavior that attacks fellow villagers."

  He said this, clenching his fists and rushing towards Chen Zhenghua: "Master Chen, if it weren't for your sharp eyes, we would have almost been deceived by this scoundrel!"

  The thin monkey looked at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe it. Just a moment ago, Fang Ling was still being admired by everyone as a hero, but in just an instant, he became a thief who was being beaten and scolded by everyone.

  And still that kind of thief who doesn't even have a chance at life!

  What kind of person is Roger, of course, Skinny Monkey knows. With Fang Ling's cultivation, how could he have killed Roger?

  He was about to speak when he was pulled back by the person beside him. The fellow who had a good relationship with him said in a low voice, "Thin monkey, you're courting death! How can you afford to offend the Chen family?"

  The thin monkey looked at the cold eyes of several big men behind Chen Zhenghua, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill. The words that had reached his lips were swallowed back again.

  The Chen family is indeed not someone he can afford to offend!

  He can't afford to offend the Chen family if he wants to survive in Dingfang City, otherwise not only him but also his loved ones will suffer.

  He looked at Fang Lin with a helpless gaze. He was a good young man and he shouldn't have made fun of him in the past.

  Just as the thin monkey looked at Fang Ling, he found that Fang Ling's gaze was also looking at him, but there was no helpless sorrow in that gaze, but rather a calmness.

  "Fang Ling, I hope you reflect on your actions in front of the City Lord. If you don't repent, it will be hard for me to save your life!" Chen Zhenghua had taken care of everything and felt a small sense of accomplishment.

  He was like a cat playing with a mouse, and Ling said with a smile.

  A single despicable insect should let you experience what it means to be powerful and noble!

  Are you kidding me? Do I need a reason?!

  Several men beside Fang Lingchao glanced at each other, then said calmly: "Rojer is dead, but he died in the space rift, and it has nothing to do with me!"

  "Didn't expect you to be so young and yet so stubborn. Do you think anyone will believe what you're saying?" Chen Zhenghua chuckled and pointed at Zhao Xianshi and Zhang Zhishi, "You two tell me, does anyone believe what he's saying?"

  Zhao Xianshi and Zhang Zhishi exchanged a glance, just as they were about to speak, someone murmured: "I believe!"

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