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"Bring out the person in charge who has the authority to speak here."

Chen Changsheng lowered his voice, which was hoarse and stiff, carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.

The steward frowned, looking up somewhat impatiently: "Sir, you've come here so late at night..."

However, when his gaze fell on Chen Changsheng, his breath caught in his throat!

The black-robed man in front of him had no fluctuations of profound energy, yet he gave him a terrifying, suffocating feeling as if he were facing a bottomless abyss!

Even more astonishingly, when the steward scanned the area with his divine sense, he discovered that he could not sense the other person's breathing or heartbeat at all!

Such methods are only possessed by peerless experts who have surpassed the Golden Core stage!

The steward broke out in a cold sweat, his attitude instantly changing as he bowed deeply, saying, "This old man was blind and did not recognize your greatness!"

"Honored guest, please wait a moment. I will go and fetch our head manager immediately!"

In no time at all, a middle-aged, plump man dressed in a brocade robe and exuding an extraordinary air rushed into the hall.

"I am the head of the Cangwu branch of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I am unaware of your presence so late at night. What brings you here?"

The head manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed respectfully.

Without wasting words, Chen Changsheng reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill core that was entirely crimson with a faint golden light flowing inside, and placed it on the counter with a thud.

This is no ordinary inner core. Rather, it is a fifth-order demon beast pure yang inner core that Chen Changsheng had previously fused with his own origin and pure yang true qi in the Myriad Descendants Longevity Realm, using the Heavenly Craftsmanship to deeply temper and fuse that secondary demon core with pure yang power!

To outsiders, the pure fire elemental laws and immense life force emanating from this inner core make it an absolute fifth-tier treasure!

"What... what is this?"

The head supervisor leaned closer for a look, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he gasped: "A fifth-order pure yang demon core?"

Moreover, it contains such a pure and gentle pure yang essence!

This...this is absolutely a peerless, divine medicine capable of repairing a broken dantian and reshaping bones and meridians!

As the head of the chamber of commerce, he immediately recognized the terrifying value of this inner core!

The news that Li Han, the young master of the Li family, has been crippled and whose dantian has been shattered has already spread throughout Cangwu City.

This inner core is practically a divine object tailor-made to save Li Han!

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Chen Changsheng's voice was hoarse, carrying an undeniable authority, "I want you to entrust this inner core to the Li family for resale in the name of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce."

"Resell it to the Li family?" The head manager was taken aback.

"good."

Chen Changsheng held up two fingers, "The price is only 100,000 low-grade spirit stones."

However, there is one condition—the transaction must be completed within three days.

If the Li family cannot produce the spirit stones within three days, this deal is void, and I will take back the inner core.

"One hundred thousand...one hundred thousand spirit stones?"

The head manager was completely stunned.

Such a fifth-order sacred artifact, capable of reshaping the dantian, would easily fetch a price of millions of spirit stones at a major auction!

This mysterious expert is actually going to sell to the Li family at a rock-bottom price of 10%?

And it's limited to three days?

This isn't selling a treasure; it's practically bestowing an immense fortune upon the Li family!

"Honored guest... are you sure you only want 100,000 spirit stones?"

The head manager swallowed hard and confirmed in a trembling voice.

"I don't want to repeat myself a second time."

Chen Changsheng snorted coldly, emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine. "You can do it. All the cuts in between will go to your chamber of commerce."

"If they can't do it, I'll try another one."

"It is done right! It is absolutely right!"

The head manager was so excited that he trembled all over. He slapped his thigh and agreed, "Don't worry, sir!"

I will personally visit the Li family's gate first thing tomorrow morning!

I guarantee this matter will be handled perfectly within three days!

Chen Changsheng lowered his bamboo hat and turned to step into the night.

Looking at the dark night sky, Chen Changsheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely cold smile.

Li Yunheng, didn't you want three days?

This poisoned bait, containing both "despair and hope," has been thrown out. Now it's up to your Li family to see if you have the life to swallow it!

"I don't want a single one of the 100,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Chen Changsheng's tone was calm, but his voice struck the head manager's heart like a heavy hammer: "Take this fifth-order pure yang demon core and sell it to the Li family. No matter how many spirit stones you can squeeze out of Li Yunheng, the difference in price will all belong to your Wanbao Chamber of Commerce."

The head manager gasped, his eyes widened, and his legs even felt weak:

"Honorable guest...this is an incredible blessing for our humble shop!"

"I wonder what your esteemed guest needs me to do?"

Chen Changsheng said coldly, "There are two conditions."

First, it must be sold in an absolutely anonymous manner, and it must never be revealed that this inner core has any connection with me in the slightest.

Secondly, when you negotiate with Li Yunheng, you need to casually mention to him that you obtained this item from a wandering alchemist with an eccentric personality and elusive whereabouts.

The senior manager, a seasoned and shrewd man who had traveled extensively, immediately understood and bowed deeply, declaring with unwavering conviction:

"Rest assured, esteemed guest! I understand the intricacies involved and guarantee that everything will be handled flawlessly, leaving no room for suspicion!"

Chen Changsheng nodded slightly. Before turning to leave, his gaze swept across a corner of the hall.

Suddenly, I was drawn to a black ancient array plate covered in dust and with severely damaged patterns in the corner of the shelf.

The array plate appeared ordinary and unremarkable, even emanating a faint aura of scrap metal. However, under Chen Changsheng's keen divine sense, he could vaguely detect a trace of ancient remnant charm contained within it.

Without revealing his true feelings, Chen Changsheng took the broken ancient array plate that no one had bothered with and bought it with the money offered by the chief manager.

As he left, he casually stored it in the World of Immortals.

"Is it all done?"

From the depths of her consciousness, Mu Qing'er's clear, cold voice drifted out, faintly landing on the array plate, "This broken array plate is incomplete, with seventy percent of the array patterns broken. Why did you buy this scrap metal?"

"The game has only just begun. It's always good to have more skills; they might come in handy someday."

Chen Changsheng chuckled inwardly, lowered his bamboo hat, and quietly disappeared into the dark night of Cangwu City.

The next morning, the sun rose.

The western market of Cangwu City was already bustling with activity, with shouts and bargaining sounds rising and falling.

This is a place where independent cultivators and small aristocratic families move most frequently, a melting pot of all sorts of people.

However, at the noisy end of the street, a very peculiar stall has appeared out of nowhere today.

He was a young alchemist dressed in an ordinary gray robe, with an unremarkable face, the kind of person who would be easily lost in a crowd.

He sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, oblivious to everyone around him. In front of him stood a rough bamboo pole with a crookedly written character hanging on it:

"We don't treat the living, but we try to bring the dead back to life; if we can't cure them, we'll pay with our lives."

The banner was incredibly arrogant, and passing monks stopped to watch, pointing and whispering, and scoffing.

"Hey! Where did this brat come from, daring to act like this in Xifang City!"

"To bring the dead back to life, or to pay with one's life if one cannot cure the sick?"

"How utterly ignorant and arrogant! They're so shameless, they don't even feel ashamed of their boasting!"

"Judging from his young age, he probably doesn't even recognize all the medicinal herbs, right?"

I think there's probably something wrong with his brain...

Faced with the overwhelming ridicule and mockery from all around, Chen Changsheng didn't even lift his eyelids. His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was calm and serene, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

Just then, a desperate and sorrowful cry suddenly pierced the air from the street corner!

"Make way! Make way! Please, everyone, give me a way out!"

Several burly men rushed over, carrying a blood-stained wooden plank. On the plank lay a young cultivator, his face ashen and his chest severely caved in.

The man's meridians were severed, blood was constantly seeping from his mouth and nose, he was already barely breathing, and half of his foot was already on the verge of death.

"Please, doctors, save my brother! Huichuntang and Baicaoge won't take him anymore..."

A young girl beside the board was crying her eyes out. In her despair, she happened to see the eye-catching banner in front of Chen Changsheng's stall.

Desperate and grasping at straws, the family, with nowhere else to turn, reluctantly carried the injured man to Chen Changsheng's stall, kneeling down with a thud: "Master! Please save him! If you can save my brother, our whole family will repay you with anything!"

Seeing this, the onlookers waved their hands and tried to dissuade her, saying, "Young lady, this guy is just a con artist, don't let him get you into trouble!"

Chen Changsheng finally opened his eyes. He didn't even stand up; he merely glanced at the injured man indifferently.

He then casually pulled out a crude medicine jar from his sleeve and pinched out a dark, muddy ball made from the leftover dregs of previous alchemy.

With a flick of his finger, the pill traced an arc and was directly inserted into the injured person's mouth.

"This...that's it?"

"Giving pills made of mud to a dying person? That's utter nonsense!" The crowd erupted in uproar.

However, the mockery had not yet subsided

With each breath, the injured man's sunken chest heaved violently!

With the second breath, a faint, warm glow emanated from the wounded man's withered meridians!

Three breaths!

"puff!"

The injured man, who had already died, suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of dark purple blood!

Immediately afterwards, amidst gasps of surprise, he sat up abruptly, breathing in large gulps of fresh air, his ashen face visibly regaining its rosy hue!

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

The entire Xifang City fell silent instantly. All the onlookers were dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets in shock!

Three breaths... a miraculous recovery?

"A miracle doctor! He really is a miracle doctor!"

Overjoyed, the injured man's family wept and kowtowed repeatedly to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng remained calm and composed, simply saying, "Thank you for your kindness, ten low-grade spirit stones."

In less than half an hour, the astonishing miracle of the "Ghost Hand Alchemist" bringing the dead back to life swept through the entire western market of Cangwu City like a storm with wings!

At this very moment, this storm naturally reached the Li family mansion, where people were frantically searching for renowned doctors, anxiously awaiting the recovery of Li Han's crippled injuries...

The three miraculous recoveries that occurred in Xifang City were like a hurricane, sweeping across the entire Cangwu City in the next three days.

For the past three days, Chen Changsheng remained seated at his simple stall, his white banner swaying in the breeze, attracting the attention of countless cultivators.

The next day, a mercenary whose abdomen had been ripped open by a giant beast, his internal organs scattered, and who had been sentenced to death by all the major medical clinics, was carried over.

Chen Changsheng used only one needle to seal the mercenary's heart meridian with his icy profound energy, and then combined it with a dark pill to pull the mercenary back from the brink of death!

On the third day, an elder from a prominent family, whose body was covered in festering sores and blackened from a rare and deadly poison, came to visit.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and struck the acupoints on the elder's back. After the elder spat out three mouthfuls of black blood, his face turned red and he was able to run away!

After saving several critically injured people who were deemed doomed, the name "Ghost Hand Alchemist" became famous and completely shook the entire cultivation circle of Cangwu City!

However, what's even more fascinating are the bizarre rules established by this "Ghost Hand Alchemist".

Save only those who are on the verge of death!

As for those who still have a breath left, or those who are lively and energetic and come to him asking for medicine, even if he offers a reward of ten thousand gold coins, he won't even bother to lift his eyelids and will simply kick them out!

Such an eccentric temperament and supernatural skill made all parties even more convinced that this gray-robed youth was definitely a reclusive old monster or a reclusive divine doctor!

……

On the fourth day, as the sun rose, Xifang Market was still bustling with activity.

As usual, Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, calmly sitting in front of the stall.

suddenly!

A series of heavy, hurried footsteps shattered the noise of the market as dozens of guards dressed in the black uniforms of the Li family, exuding a fierce aura, rushed in.

They rudely dispersed all the onlookers and surrounded Chen Changsheng's stall!

The onlookers gasped in shock, recognizing the group's origins, and retreated in fear.

In the past few days, the news that Li Han, the young master of the Li family, had been crippled and whose dantian had been shattered has already caused a sensation throughout the city.

In a fit of rage, Li Yunheng, the head of the Li family branch, invited all the famous doctors and high-level alchemists in Cangwu City, and even paid a large sum of money to invite the retainers of the nearby major sects.

Faced with the shattered dantian and disordered meridians within Li Han's body, everyone shook their heads and sighed, at a loss for what to do.

Li Yunheng went mad over this and gave a death order for his steward to lead a search throughout the city for extraordinary people who could save lives.

At this moment, a steward of the Li family, dressed in a satin robe and with a gloomy face, stepped out from behind the guards. His gaze was fixed on Chen Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged, and his eyes were filled with suspicion and urgency.

Hearing that a "ghostly alchemist" had appeared in the market who could instantly revive the dying, he was ordered to rush over overnight to bring the person back to the Li residence!

"You are the infamous 'Ghost Hand' who has been the subject of much discussion these past few days..."

Just as the steward was about to adopt the airs of the Li family and speak in a threatening tone, Chen Changsheng didn't even lift his eyelids, but simply raised a hand to interrupt him.

"No need to say anything more."

Chen Changsheng's voice was hoarse and strange, revealing a world-weary and indifferent air:

"Your master has recently been suffering from a sharp, stabbing pain in his right rib area, which feels like being pricked by needles, every midnight.

If I'm not mistaken, if this continues for another three days, his meridians will rupture, and he will cough up blood and die.

The head butler, who had been harboring doubts and preparing to use force to coerce the situation, was struck dumb the moment he heard those words, and froze on the spot!

"How...how did you know?"

The butler's voice trembled violently, and his eyes almost popped out!

Recently, Li Yunheng has been in a fit of rage because of his son's crippling, which has triggered a hidden ailment in his body, causing him to experience excruciating pain in his right rib.

This top-secret illness was unknown even to the elders of the Li family, except for the steward who was serving him!

The gray-robed alchemist in front of them, whom they had never met before, made a judgment from afar without even glancing at them, and even the timing was accurate!