God rewards those who work hard: Awakening Daily Practice Settlement

Chapter 79 It’s hard to get along if you’re not ruthless (please follow up)
The young waiter still looked like he was dying. The fat shopkeeper was in the back room, making an abacus. Maybe he was in a bad mood, and the abacus made a clicking sound.

The shadow fell, and the young man woke up immediately. He was awakened by the violent aura on the other party's body.

Even the sound of the fat shopkeeper's abacus stopped abruptly.

"What do you want, sir?" the young waiter asked tremblingly.

"Do you want to accept the elixir?"

The young man was stunned.

The voice of the fat shopkeeper suddenly came from the back room: "I haven't ordered anything that is visible to the eyes, why don't you invite the distinguished guests to come in and sit down!"

The young man quickly invited the burly man in front of him to come in and have a seat.

When I put down the curtain and prepared to leave.

He couldn't help but glance at the sword behind the opponent. The sword was wrapped with cloth, and he could faintly see the bright red blood stains on it, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He didn't know what the shopkeeper was going to say to this scary guy. When he returned to the counter, he could only look back at the back room behind the curtain from time to time, wondering if he would become an unemployed vagrant from today...

"What kind of elixir does your guest have in your hand?" The fat shopkeeper just showed a formulaic smile.

The strong man took out a high-quality Dali Pill and handed it over.

The fat shopkeeper picked it up gently with tweezers and looked at it for a moment: "The quality of this elixir looks good, but what's the effect?"

"It's better than Tempering Spirit Powder." The strong man with a beard said calmly.

The fat shopkeeper was stunned.

Somewhat skeptical.

However, the strong man said calmly: "If this little magic pill wasn't stronger than the Spirit Tempering Powder, I wouldn't come to you for cooperation."

The fat shopkeeper was a little unsure.

Because the man in front of him was too calm.

"Can I have this elixir removed?" He raised his head and looked.

The strong man said calmly: "Whatever."

The fat shopkeeper carefully cut out a piece of powder, twisted it lightly and put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and was suddenly shocked.

This man didn't lie!
It’s really stronger than the Spirit Quenching Powder!
And it's much stronger than the Spirit Quenching Powder he refined!

Fortunately, he had his eyes closed at this time, otherwise he would not be able to suppress his shock at this moment.

He calmed down secretly.

Then he looked at the person in front of him with a faint smile: "I'll take one of the ten spirits."

"One grain of 15 spirits." The strong man said calmly.

The fat shopkeeper twitched the corner of his mouth and said hurriedly: "No, brother, 15 spirits is really too expensive for my small business."

"It's stronger than the Spirit Tempering Powder, that's a fact. If you use 10 Spirit Collection, you'll hit my friend in the face." The strong man said calmly.

The fat shopkeeper was slightly startled, then he smiled politely and said, "How about I talk to your friend?"

The strong man raised his eyes and said coldly: "What? You don't like someone?"

"No, no." The fat shopkeeper waved his hands quickly and said with a dry smile: "You are not an alchemist after all, so you may not understand the market here."

"Don't fool me. I've already visited all the trading houses in Tianxiang City before coming here." The strong man said calmly, staring at him and said: "Also, I have full authority to act as my agent in this matter. Will 15 Lingqian accept it? No, no. Wasting my time!"

The fat shopkeeper suddenly smiled stiffly, feeling a little moved, but also heartbroken, so he had to say: "There are really too many 15 spirits... If I sell, I can only increase the price, but this price is a bit high... How about 11 spirits? Is this really true? This is my bottom line.”

Suddenly, a waiter's shrill cry came from outside the door - "It's from the shopkeeper!"

The transaction was interrupted.

The fat shopkeeper's face changed slightly, and he quickly said to Pei Daoye: "Dear guest, wait a moment, I will deal with the outside matters first, and I will have a good talk with you when I come back."

The strong man nodded and slowly put away the pill on the table.

This person is Pei Daoye after his disguise.

I thought it wasn't a big deal outside.

Unexpectedly, soon, even the fat shopkeeper screamed.

"Made gave you face, didn't you? Your Baodan Pavilion sold fake medicine to my head! Hurry up and pay for it! Two thousand spiritual stones!"

"You fart, I'm not selling fake medicine!"

"I said if you sell fake medicine, you are selling fake medicine!"

Everyone was fighting together. The fat shopkeeper and the young waiter were no match for this group of sturdy men, and they were beaten until they screamed repeatedly.

At this moment, before the black-faced strong man could slap the fat shopkeeper in the face, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

He was stunned.

Turn around and look.

Seeing a bearded man with an unfamiliar face, he suddenly became angry and said: "Let me go - bang!"

With a muffled sound, the black-faced man flew backwards like a cannonball, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Everyone stopped moving and were stunned.

Pei Daoye seemed to have done something casual and just stood there calmly, looking around.

The fat shopkeeper lying on the ground was deeply moved when he saw that he was willing to stand up for him. He was interrupted just as he was about to speak out.

"Who the hell are you? I'm telling you, stay out of your own business—bang!"

A young man was about to speak harshly, but in the blink of an eye he followed him and flew out of the store.

Everyone was shocked.

Suddenly, the big men who came to make trouble became surprised and looked at each other.

"Who else?" Pei Daoye said lightly.

How dare a mere Qi practitioner from the First Level dare to threaten him?
"Your Excellency, do you dare to declare your name?" The green-faced man in the lead was bold. He stared at Pei Daoye with a sinister look, a little angry that this guy dared to ruin his good deeds.

He has been here for many years.

Behind the scenes, there was an immortal qi practitioner who acted as his elder brother, and he made a lot of money out of deception.

He had been eyeing this store for some time, and only started after confirming that there was no backstage.

How could I ever want to meet a tough guy who doesn’t have a good eye for me!
But what he didn't expect was that Pei Daoye just looked at him expressionlessly, and instantly the sword came out of its sheath with a clang.

It's like the void generates electricity.

There was only a flash of white light in front of everyone's eyes, and they couldn't see anything clearly. They were in a daze for a moment when they looked over again.

The person who led the trouble has had one arm cut off!
Even the green-faced man himself was stunned on the spot, staring blankly at the arms rolling down on the ground.

The next second he let out a shrill scream.

Pei Daoye took a step forward, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, but the sword intent on his body was condensed crazily and extremely domineering, and he only said one word.

"roll."

"Let's go, let's go!" The green-faced man was sweating in pain, holding his broken arm, staggering, and was finally dragged away by everyone.

A farce ended suddenly.

The front hall of Baodan Pavilion became silent again.

The most basic and cruel law in the spiritual world is that strength comes first!

Ling Suzong mentioned this more than once in his own experience and insights.
Pei Daoye showed it vividly this time.

Turn around.

He looked at the fat shopkeeper.

The young man next to him knelt down with a pop, frightened and speechless... "Don't kill me, I still have a ninety-year-old mother..."

Pei Daoye laughed dumbly.

The atmosphere in the hall relaxed.

……

For a moment, the young man was mopping the floor in the hall.

In the back room, the fat shopkeeper said very politely: "This group of people does not have a special organization. The leader is called Liu Si, and behind him is a brother who is a Qi practitioner."

"How strong?" Pei Daoye said lightly.

The fat shopkeeper looked carefully and whispered: "It is said to be a fifth-level heavenly immortal master from Xuanshan Sect."

A mere fifth heaven.
However, Pei Daoye's eyes were indifferent. He had already established his character before taking action, and now he said unhurriedly: "Under the foundation, there is no difference. But why should the person behind me help you?"

That's it.

(End of this chapter)