Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

"Three hundred and eighty taels!"

After a while, just when Master Li thought the Blood Sun Flower was about to fall into his hands, an old voice rang out.

Looking over at the sound, one could see an ordinary-looking old man who had clearly practiced martial arts in his youth, with a young man beside him.

The young man had bronze skin and well-defined muscles, suggesting he had been practicing martial arts since childhood.

Master Li gave them a cold look and ordered his servants to quote the price again, "Four hundred and fifty taels!"

"Four hundred and eighty taels!"

Faced with the old man's relentless pursuit, he had no choice but to give up.

"Four hundred and eighty taels, the first time..."

"Four hundred and eighty taels, the second time..."

The old man's face showed excitement. He was old and nearing the end of his life, and all he wanted to do was pave the way for his grandson who practiced martial arts. This Blood Sun Flower was undoubtedly the best choice.

"Five hundred and fifty taels!"

Just then, someone suddenly made an offer. The old man and Master Li both looked over and saw a person wearing a black veil and a bamboo hat.

After a moment's recollection, they realized that this person seemed to have only made one bid since the start of the auction, and it was highly likely that he had come for this item.

Moreover, they noticed that the man had a small pouch at his waist, identical to the poison-avoiding pouch that had just sold for three hundred taels of silver.

In other words, if this person is determined to obtain the Blood Sun Flower, he can simply sell this purse, thus having at least eight hundred taels of silver on him.

Eight hundred taels of silver is far beyond what either party can afford.

Chen Han had anticipated their thoughts long ago, and that was why he deliberately exposed the drug-proof pouch—he wanted them to back down.

As for why he didn't save the bid for the second Blood Sun Flower, it was because Chen Han realized that there were only three parties present, including himself, who wanted the Blood Sun Flower. If he didn't get the first one, he would have to fight to the death with another person for the second one.

Therefore, the best option is to subtly intimidate both sides with the very first plant and secure the first one.

"Five hundred and fifty taels for the first time..."

"Five hundred and fifty taels, the second time..."

"Sold for 550 taels!"

Ultimately, the Blood Sun Flower fell into Chen Han's hands.

Although Chen Han was confident, he was still under a lot of pressure as the deal was not yet finalized. He only breathed a sigh of relief when the deal was actually completed.

But that's all that matters; we can just sit back and watch the show.

As expected, the second plant was also a contest between the grandfather and grandson and Li Yuanwai's group. Both sides were neck and neck, showing their determination to obtain this last Blood Sun Flower.

When Master Li ran out of money halfway through, he even had to humbly ask Zhang Shisheng for two hundred taels of silver.

The grandfather and grandson seemed to be going all out, offering several rare protective items as collateral.

Ultimately, the bidding ended with Master Li losing due to insufficient funds, and the second Blood Sun Flower sold for a staggering 750 taels of silver.

After watching this good show, Chen Han had no desire to stay any longer and got up to leave the small square.

Meanwhile, the grandfather and grandson, who had obtained the Blood Sun Flower, also got up and left.

Master Li watched the two figures intently, his gaze icy, and said, "Go, follow them."

The group immediately understood Li Yuanwai's meaning: to kill and rob the treasure.

They understood each other without saying a word and silently followed.

Chen Han did not leave immediately after leaving the square. Instead, he found a brothel where people could listen to music and spend the night. He set up a table, ordered a pot of tea, and watched the beautiful women dancing on stage with great interest.

During his visit, he naturally did not forget his purpose for coming here: to see if any fool would dare to follow him at the auction.

If there is someone stronger than me, I'll stay here for ten days or half a month to outlast them. If they are weaker than me... then I'll find a corner and kill them.

Of course, there is no best.

About an hour later, after confirming that no one was following him, Chen Han quietly left.

The food and tea on the table remained untouched.

Just as he was heading to Shangguan Yun's residence, he suddenly heard screams coming from a secluded area in the woods. Following the principle of "better safe than sorry," Chen Han was about to leave, not wanting to get involved, when a familiar voice came from behind.

"The voice of Master Li."

This piqued his curiosity, so he crept over following the sound.

Sure enough, he found Master Li and his party in an extremely secluded corner.

In the center of the room, the grandfather and grandson who had won the Blood Sun Flower at the auction collapsed helplessly to the ground, their bodies covered in wounds, their limbs broken, and blood gushing out.

"You...this is the black market. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble with the black market people for breaking the rules like this...?"

The old man's yellow teeth were practically grinding to powder, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace. He glared at the obese Master Li as if he were a demon from hell meeting his mortal enemy, wishing he could devour him alive.

The old man's grandson was pale from excessive blood loss, and if the bleeding wasn't stopped soon, he would bleed to death.

The old man saw it all and felt a pang of pain in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He was filled with regret.

He regretted not letting his grandson come along, mainly because he hadn't expected anyone to dare to break the rules so brazenly in the black market.

"Old man, judging from your appearance, you probably don't know yet."

Li Mubai walked forward with an indifferent expression, stepped on the old man's head, and said, "Do you know why the black market is putting its entire fortune up for auction this time, and why the scale is even larger than before?"

"Of course, they wanted to make one last quick buck. The front lines were crumbling, the death toll was rising every day, and defeat was inevitable."

Master Li held a high position, and he had known about this news a few days ago. The reason it hadn't spread widely was because those in the city who knew about it were all people in high positions like him.

These people are cunning and calculating; how could they not know that if the news were to spread, it would surely cause a riot, which would make it very difficult for them to escape?

It would be better to keep a low profile and leave quietly. By the time the civilians realize what's happening, they'll have already vanished.

Moreover, these tens of thousands of lowly people could at least buy them some time from the Red Spiders...

Li Mubai continued, "These days, which high-ranking figure from all sides isn't thinking about how to escape? Not to mention a hellish place like the black market. Expecting them to uphold the rules is like hoping to be reborn into a better family in the next life."

As he spoke, he stomped his foot down and stomped the old man's entire head into the mud.

The latter's mutilated body struggled incessantly, but to no avail, and soon fell silent.

"You beast! You beast! Are you even human?!"

The old man's grandson cursed angrily, his voice filled with heart-wrenching pain.

Li Mubai glanced at him disdainfully and coldly ordered the servants, "Cut off his head and throw it into the latrine."

Several people showed interest and were about to draw their knives when a voice rang out.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Han walked out, his face obscured by a black veil and bamboo hat. However, Li Yuanwai and his party recognized him by his figure as the one who had bought the first Blood Sun Flower.

Chen Han appeared before the crowd not out of pity for the grandfather and grandson and a desire to save their lives, but because he recognized someone.

He had seen this person the night he rescued Shen Yue.

The person Chen Han was referring to was Zhang Shisheng of the Black Mountain Gang.

He had once secretly sworn that he would kill every member of the Black Mountain Gang he saw, and he couldn't even protect Li Yuanwai, who had once been kind to him.