The First Venerable of All Paths

"Fang Xuan, you are utterly ungrateful!"

Su Yang gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with jealousy, "How dare you refuse Tianjiao's sister who treats you so well?"

He was filled with resentment and malice.

Why is Li Tianjiao so accommodating to Fang Xuan, yet so cold to him?

Fang Xuan, you deserve to die!

The people around him shook their heads inwardly, thinking that Fang Xuan was just being stubborn and suffering for the sake of saving face.

Refusing Li Tianjiao's kindness is far too arrogant.

Grandpa Zhong stood to the side, speechless, inwardly groaning:

My dear young master, how will you ever find a wife if you're so clueless about romance!

This old servant is truly worried to death!

"It seems Brother Fang Xuan has his own plans, so the prodigy will not disturb him any longer."

Li Tianjiao smiled sweetly, stuck out her tongue, and obediently put the storage bag back.

Fang Xuan looked at the maid in green and said, "I remember Tianbao Tower has a rule that allows bartering, right?"

"Yes, Young Master Fang."

The maid said, "As long as you offer something of equal value, we can barter. If there is any overpayment, Tianbaolou will make up the difference."

Fang Xuan nodded and took out a piece of paper, handing it to the maid in green.

"Then I'll trouble you to go and ask how many spirit stones this thing is worth."

"Please wait a moment, Young Master Fang."

The maid took the paper and quickly left.

"Fang Xuan, I advise you not to humiliate yourself."

Su Yang said, "You think you can just pull out a piece of paper and it's worth tens of thousands of gold coins? I think you've lost your mind."

"If you dare utter another word, I'll throw you out!"

Li Tianjiao glared at Su Yang.

"I......"

Su Yang opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately did not argue with Li Tianjiao.

"Fang Xuan, if what you bring out is worthless, let's see how you handle this!"

Soon, the maid in green returned.

Not only that.

An elderly man and a woman were following behind her.

The old man, dressed in a red robe and with red hair, exuded an imposing aura without being angry, and his body radiated a scorching heat.

The woman's black, form-fitting cheongsam perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, making her naturally alluring.

"That's... Master Ming?"

"And Manager Lan from Tianbao Tower!"

"Why are those two here?"

When Master Ming and Lan Meier appeared, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

All eyes were on the two of them.

Master Ming is a second-grade alchemist, someone whom the entire Qingyang County treats as an honored guest.

As for Lan Meier, she was even more remarkable.

Despite her young age, she has been in charge of Tianbao Tower for many years and is a force that even the three major families cannot afford to offend.

If Tianbao Tower hadn't never interfered in the affairs of aristocratic families, the entire landscape of Qingyang County would have been rewritten long ago.

And this moment.

These two prominent figures from Qingyang County walked hurriedly, their faces filled with excitement.

"Young Master Fang, are you really planning to sell this item to my Tianbao Pavilion?"

As soon as Lan Meier appeared, she grabbed Fang Xuan's hand tightly, her tone somewhat impatient.

Everyone was shocked by what they saw.

What's going on?

What good thing did Fang Xuan just take out that deserved such treatment from Steward Lan?

"good."

Fang Xuan asked, "How many spirit stones can your establishment offer for this?"

Lan Meier smiled slightly and looked at Master Ming.

"Let Master Ming speak."

Master Ming coughed lightly and said, "I have already examined it, and it is indeed a rare and excellent item. We are prepared to offer 600,000 shi (a unit of weight) to purchase it. What do you think, young brother?"

"boom!"

These words caused an uproar, with the entire audience erupting in gasps of surprise.

Six hundred thousand yuan worth of stone?

What exactly is this thing that's worth so many yuan stones?

But what shocked them even more was what Fang Xuan said next.

"Six hundred thousand shi is too little."

Everyone stared at Fang Xuan in disbelief.

This guy really dares to ask for an exorbitant amount.

They even thought 600,000 was too little.

Master Ming frowned and said, "Young brother, 600,000 yuan stones is already the limit for this item. Moreover, I believe that in the entire Qingyang County, only my Tianbao Pavilion can offer this price."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan smiled slightly.

"It seems that Master Ming still hasn't seen the value of this thing."

Master Ming looked troubled and glanced at Lan Meier.

Lan Meier smiled and said, "How about this, Young Master Fang, why don't we meet in the VIP room?"

VIP room?

The sound of gasps for air rang out again.

The VIP room at Tianbaolou is only accessible to customers who are hosting business deals worth one million shi (a unit of weight).

Could it be that what Fang Xuan took out is worth a million yuan stones?

"What does Young Master Fang think?"

Lan Meier looked at Fang Xuan with a smile, her peach blossom eyes seeming to see right through him, carrying a profound meaning.

"I couldn't ask for more."

Fang Xuan nodded and agreed.

"Young Master Fang, this way please!"

Lan Meier's smile widened, and she took the initiative to lead the way.

"etc!"

Su Yang suddenly blocked their path, saying, "How could Fang Xuan possibly produce something worth a million yuan stones? I don't believe it!"

Lan Meier raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Who do you think you are, daring to question the decisions of my Tianbao Tower?"

With a wave of her hand, two burly men immediately walked over.

"Throw it out!"

Su Yang's expression changed, and he retreated repeatedly.

"No!"

Su Yang said, "Manager Lan, I'm here to attend today's auction. You can't kick me out."

"Oh?"

Lan Meier flicked her finger, and the two burly men immediately stopped in their tracks.

"Do you have an invitation?"

Yes, yes.

Su Yang quickly pulled out an invitation and said nervously, "This is the invitation from your esteemed establishment."

"According to the rules, it is indeed not appropriate to turn away guests who hold an invitation from my Tianbao Restaurant."

Before Su Yang could show any joy, Lan Meier's cold voice rang out again.

"But starting tomorrow, you are forbidden from stepping into my Tianbao Tower."

Su Yang took two steps back and questioned, "Why? I am..."

"If you dare to utter another word, none of your Su family members will be allowed to set foot in my Tianbao Tower."

Lan Meier didn't even glance at Su Yang, but instead gave Fang Xuan a bright smile.

"Young Master Fang, please!"

After Fang Xuan and the others left, Su Yang's legs went weak, and he would have collapsed to the ground if the guards hadn't been there to support him.

Su Yang's face turned deathly pale, and his whole body trembled.

He knew he had messed up.

Immediately afterwards, Su Yang's features contorted, and his face became ferocious.

"Fang Xuan, it's all your fault!"

Su Yang's voice was filled with resentment and hatred.

"You just wait! I will make you pay a hundredfold for the humiliation you suffered today!"

......

Tianbaolou, VIP Room.

Fine tea, fresh fruit, and delicacies are served in a continuous stream.

"Young Master Fang, please try our Cleansing Heart Tea. It can calm the mind and focus the spirit, and is very beneficial to cultivation."

Lan Meier gestured with her hand.

Just as Fang Xuan was about to raise his hand, another hand snatched the teacup away first.

"Gulp, gulp!"

Grandpa Zhong tilted his head back and gulped it down, then spat out a tea leaf with a "pui" sound, muttering under his breath, "It's not much better than what I usually drink."

When he looked up, he saw several pairs of eyes staring intently at him.

Master Zhong immediately coughed and instantly put on a righteous expression: "Young master, this old servant is testing the poison for you, just in case."

Fang Xuan's temples throbbed with anger as he gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you find out?"

"As you can see."

Grandpa Zhong placed his right hand on his chest and bowed deeply to Fang Xuan. "Apart from the slightly inferior taste, there is nothing wrong with it."

Then, he turned to look at the astonished Lan Meier, his tone low and solemn:

"If I have offended the beautiful and charming Steward Lan just now, I hope Steward Lan will forgive me. But as the young master's most loyal servant, it is my duty to protect the young master's safety, and I cannot be careless in the slightest."

"It's...it's okay."

Even though she was used to seeing great things, Lan Meier almost couldn't maintain her dignified smile.

"In that case..."

Master Zhong's eyes straightened, and his tone became extremely sincere, "Would I have the honor of inviting Steward Lan to dinner?"

Master Ming stood frozen in place, completely petrified.

"Shut up!"

Fang Xuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

"Yes, young master."

Zhongye immediately fell silent, his smile unchanged, and stepped back behind Fang Xuan, head held high and chest out, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Please excuse my poor appearance."

Fang Xuan gave an awkward smile.

He didn't want to bring Master Zhong in, but the old man was shameless and insisted on being his personal bodyguard.

At this moment, Fang Xuan just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright."

Master Ming forced a smile, his fingers holding the teacup turning slightly white, clearly showing that he was trying his best to endure.

He didn't even dare to look at Lan Meier, for fear that he wouldn't be able to help but laugh out loud.

Lan Meier took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her turbulent emotions.

Fang Xuan spoke up at the opportune moment: "Well, let's talk about that prescription."

"it is good."

Lan Meier immediately sat up straight, reverting to her capable and composed managerial demeanor.

"Just now, Young Master Fang said that 600,000 was too little. May I ask what your price range is?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan slowly extended two fingers.

"Another 200,000 shi?"

Lan Meier directly refused, saying, "Young Master Fang, although your prescription is good, it's impossible for you to sell it for one million gold coins."

"Manager Lan has misunderstood."

Fang Xuan tapped his fingers on the table and said in a calm tone, "I meant... two million yuan stones."

"What?"

Lan Meier stood up abruptly, unable to remain calm any longer, and said, "Two million yuan stones? Young Master Fang, isn't that a bit too much of an exorbitant demand?"

Fang Xuan smiled calmly and said, "Whether that prescription is worth two million yuan stones or not, Manager Lan may not know, but do you think Master Ming wouldn't?"

"Master Ming, you agree, right?"

Seeing Fang Xuan looking at him, Master Ming gently shook the tea in his hand.

This little fox.

While inwardly grumbling, Master Ming's smile remained unchanged.

"The medicinal soup recorded in this prescription is indeed very valuable. Not only is the prepared liquid mild in nature, which can help martial artists condense their qi and blood, but it can also improve their physique and enhance their physical strength."

Master Ming said, "But asking for two million yuan worth of stones is indeed asking too much."

"How about this?"

Master Ming said, "One price, 800,000 shi (a unit of dry measure). My Tianbaolou will purchase this prescription."

Fang Xuan was not surprised at all upon hearing this.

He simply stood up slowly and said, "Even if the deal falls through, we can still be on good terms. I hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate again."

After saying that, Fang Xuan walked outside without looking back.

Zhongye immediately jogged to catch up.

But Fang Xuan was silently counting in his mind.

One!

two......

Before he could finish counting the third number, Lan Meier's helpless voice rang out from behind him.

"etc!"