Chapter 413: Was Xie Zhihu Injured by You?

This transaction went much more smoothly than Yang Ling had expected.

The other party didn't ask about the source of the Centenary Refined Blazing Gold at all, nor did they question why Yang Ling wanted cash instead.

One million taels in silver notes, light as a feather, Yang Ling casually tucked them into the Green Dragon Ring.

But the hundred thousand taels of gold, that was truly heavy.

"Exactly five thousand kilograms."

Yang Ling looked at the ten iron trunks neatly arranged before him.

The trunks weren't actually that big, each one held forty gold bricks.

Each gold brick weighed exactly twenty-five jin.

One trunk held a full thousand jin of gold, which converted to 500KG in real-world units.

"Thankfully gold has high density, a thousand jin is only the size of an ultra-compact suitcase."

While Shopkeeper Gu was inspecting the goods nearby, checking the Centenary Refined Blazing Gold, Yang Ling opened each trunk to examine it and tossed all the gold bricks into the Green Dragon Ring.

In the blink of an eye, all ten trunks were completely empty.

Looking at the piles of gold bricks scattered throughout the Green Dragon Ring's space.

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel emotional.

"If I could return to the real world right now, these five tons of gold would be enough for me to live a life of luxury forever."

At that moment, Shopkeeper Gu had finished inspecting the goods, his face still carrying the delight of having made a huge profit. He stepped forward and said:

"Senior Xu, would you like us to send people to help transport this gold to your designated location?"

"No need, this paltry amount of gold I can just carry myself."

Yang Ling lifted five trunks with one hand, ten in total, and swaggered out.

Shopkeeper Gu stood frozen in place, staring at Yang Ling's retreating back, unable to snap out of it.

He was an Upper Seventh-Rank Expert, so lifting two trunks wasn't much of a problem for him, but three would be absolutely impossible.

Even if he could lift them, it would be extremely strained.

And yet this Sixth-Rank Expert just casually carried away ten thousand jin of heavy goods like that?

"Damn, I forgot to see Senior Xu off!"

Shopkeeper Gu snapped back to reality and hurriedly chased after him.

But by the time he reached the entrance, there was no sign of Yang Ling.

He felt a bit ashamed, and at the same time, he was shaken by the power of a Sixth-Rank Expert.

If he hadn't reached this level himself, he would never have known just how strong Sixth-Rank Experts really were!

"At least Upper Sixth-Rank. If he were merely Lower Sixth-Rank, his strength wouldn't be that much greater than mine..."

Shopkeeper Gu muttered to himself.

After leaving the Divine Armaments Pavilion, Yang Ling hurried without stopping to the Precious Medicine Hall in his jurisdiction.

This Precious Medicine Hall was opened by another alchemy-related sect behind the Pharmacy Guild. This sect was also a Second-Rate sect of Zhao State, called the Yellow Dragon Sect.

Unlike the Valley of the Dead, the Yellow Dragon Sect was actually located in the territory governed by the Divine Sect.

The shopkeeper of the Precious Medicine Hall was surnamed Ou, and he had also been seen at the Gathering Spring Tower earlier.

This shopkeeper's strength was more impressive than Shopkeeper Gu's. He was an Upper Sixth-Rank Expert with dual attributes comparable to Mingxin.

"Today's target is the Spirit Nurturing Pill, and if there are any rare exotic herbs and flowers that can boost Internal Technique cultivation, those work too."

"Spend all one million taels in silver notes."

"Wearing Xu Zegang's face, the Inspection Department won't know it's me making these purchases."

Entering the Precious Medicine Hall, he saw that Shopkeeper Ou was walking out with someone, chatting and laughing.

Seeing this, Yang Ling immediately turned his back.

A strange expression appeared on his face.

How could he run into Cao Yunlong here of all places?

"Cao Yunlong knows Xu Zegang, better not let him see me."

"Shopkeeper Ou, remember to send word back to your Sect Master. If you can sell one Yellow Dragon Mystic Heaven Pill to this old servant, I can transfer forty percent of the shares of Wangzhi Medicinal Shop in Xiangfeng Prefectural Capital to you."

"Eunuch Cao, rest assured. I'll write a letter back immediately to request instructions from the Sect Master. As soon as there's news, I'll send someone to the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs to notify you."

Shopkeeper Ou said, his face full of fawning smiles.

A Fifth-Rank Grand Eunuch from the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs was enough to make a Second-Rate sect treat him with utmost seriousness.

"Yellow Dragon Mystic Heaven Pill? Forty percent of Wangzhi Medicinal Shop's shares? Looks like this fellow is buying pills on behalf of the Third Prince."

As Yang Ling was thinking this, Cao Yunlong had already walked off into the distance.

He called out to Shopkeeper Ou, who was about to leave.

The other man looked a bit puzzled but still greeted him with a smile:

"What kind of pills would this guest like to purchase?"

"Shopkeeper Ou, I have a big business deal here, I wonder if your Precious Medicine Hall can handle it."

Yang Ling got straight to the point, cupping his hands with a smile.

Hearing it was a big deal, Shopkeeper Ou immediately perked up with interest.

The Capital was different from other places, big orders did genuinely happen here.

For instance, when the major wealthy families reached their medicine procurement season, they would come and purchase all kinds of pills in bulk.

The sheer volume was so massive that ordinary martial artists would be shocked just looking at it.

"Shopkeeper Ou, I want to purchase two thousand Spirit Nurturing Pills."

Yang Ling said thoughtfully: "This transaction needs to be completed today."

"Two thousand Spirit Nurturing Pills? That's indeed a big business deal, but..."

Shopkeeper Ou smiled, "The Precious Medicine Hall doesn't have that much surplus stock right now. The remaining Spirit Nurturing Pills are only enough for daily sales, I can't sell them all to you."

"Then I'll go check out other shops."

Yang Ling didn't waste any time and turned to leave.

Shopkeeper Ou reminded him: "Guest, not long ago the major wealthy families all came out to stock up on pills, so the other shops won't have much stock either. Gathering two thousand Spirit Nurturing Pills is no easy task. This pill is one of the most heavily consumed pills in the Capital on a daily basis, so every shop has basically only kept their daily sales quota. A person can only buy ten Spirit Nurturing Pills per month, and all the medicinal shops in the Capital share records..."

At this point, Shopkeeper Ou found it quite strange, and a hint of wariness suddenly appeared in his eyes:

"Is this guest from Zhao State?"

Yang Ling hadn't expected the Capital to have such a shortage of pills that they'd even resorted to purchase limits.

He felt a bit helpless for a moment. Seeing that the other man suspected he was a Rong Tribe spy, Yang Ling had no choice but to identify himself:

"I am Xu Zegang of the Great Yan Sword Sect, registered at Ranked Level in the Ironclad Department."

Hearing he was from the Great Yan Sword Sect, Shopkeeper Ou immediately became several degrees more enthusiastic.

"Brother Xu's cultivation should also be Sixth-Rank? Are you planning to go into seclusion to break through your Martial Arts Technique?"

Shopkeeper Ou smiled: "I have something better than Spirit Nurturing Pills here, the price is a bit higher, but it mainly saves time."

Wasn't that rare exotic herbs and flowers?

Yang Ling became interested: "Shopkeeper Ou, show me? Don't worry about the price. If you have any rare exotic herbs and flowers that can enhance Internal Technique cultivation, I'll buy those too."

"Things that can enhance Internal Technique cultivation? There are some, but those don't come from the Precious Medicine Hall."

Shopkeeper Ou said with a faint smile:

"They're from the private collection of an old friend of mine. He's getting on in years, and there's no point in improving his martial arts cultivation any further. The younger generation below him have mediocre talents and aren't suited for martial arts. He just wants to leave a sum of money for the younger generation, so I arranged a simple auction for this old friend. It's just a dozen or so people sitting together drinking tea and placing bids. If nothing catches your eye, that's fine too, consider it making friends. The time is tomorrow at noon."

A small private auction?

Yang Ling immediately became intrigued and promptly expressed his willingness to attend.

Shopkeeper Ou didn't say much more, just handed Yang Ling a slip of paper with an address written on it.

This address was somewhat noteworthy, it was on the same street as the Ironclad Department.

Which meant the old friend Shopkeeper Ou mentioned was probably someone of no small standing.

Just then, Yang Ling received a private message from the Divine Realm Communication Channel.

It was from Xu Peng, saying that several Guild Masters had already gathered together and asking when it would be convenient for Yang Ling.

Yang Ling replied with a message.

[Yang Ling (Private chat): Come directly to the courtyard of the First Division, Public Security Department, just say you're looking for me]

Yang Ling cupped his hands at Shopkeeper Ou and headed toward the Ironclad Department.

When he was almost there, his appearance had already returned to normal.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze swept toward his face.

Yang Ling's body flickered as he sidestepped several zhang away, only to see a woman in tight-fitting clothes who had struck at empty air, now staring coldly at Yang Ling.

On the other side, seven or eight young men and women stood watching, seeming to enjoy the spectacle.

"You're Yang Ling? Was Xie Zhihu injured by you?"

"What Rong tribe spy dares to assault an official in the street?"

Yang Ling didn't even glance at the other party's Status Panel, all three Internal Techniques activated simultaneously.

Treading Emptiness, Wind God Vajra Legs!

His sharp shout from just now had also alerted the Ironclad Department in the distance.

A squad of Ironclad agents immediately rushed out and headed this way.

The seven or eight young men and women who had been watching the commotion were instantly stunned by the sight, panic flashing through their eyes.