How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Therefore, all these years the Fifth Prince has been secretly using various means to try to make the Hei family disappear from the world forever.

only……

"Those five families support and protect each other, like a hedgehog, making it difficult for me to get a foot in them. I can only use this clumsy method to gradually subdue them."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the Fifth Prince's eyes: "The Black family and the Green and Yellow families are not a concern. It's the Red and White families that are more troublesome. Even for me, if they find something to hold against me, it will be difficult to get away."

“I can understand that.”

Master Shenji nodded: "The Five Colors Family has many connections with the Five Elements Sect, so we really need to treat them with caution."

"Hmph, Daoist Master, you can rest assured."

The Fifth Prince snorted coldly: "At the latest, I will definitely resolve this matter completely within three months, and then there will be no more worries!"

"It's good that the prince is confident, but..."

Master Shenji said leisurely, "I heard that the Hei family has a new young patriarch, and it seems that something is about to happen. Could it be that something bad is about to occur?"

"This……"

The Fifth Prince frowned and said, "I don't know much about them yet, but I imagine they can't be that powerful..."

"Ah, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle."

Master Shenji stretched his arms out from his sleeves and said with a smile, "Very well, I will do the calculation for him."

"Thank you so much!"

The Fifth Prince was overjoyed: "With the Taoist priest's help, his miraculous skills are sure to be foolproof!"

"what."

Master Shenji smiled and closed his eyes, then began to make calculations with his hands, as if an invisible energy was swirling around his fingertips.

Seeing this skill, the Fifth Prince felt both envy and fear, wishing he were the one who could predict the future!

However, to his surprise, the divine strategist's calculations did not seem to go too smoothly this time.

The Fifth Prince looked at the Taoist priest with a puzzled expression, and found that the other man's expression changed from relaxed to a smirk, then to a frown, and then... even to horror.

"Taoist priest?"

The Fifth Prince cautiously called out to the other party.

"Hmm... let me see... oh... interesting... uh... no... this..."

Master Shenji's eyes widened suddenly, all ten fingers dislocated instantly, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his face, then...

"puff!"

Blood gushed out of the Taoist priest's mouth with a vengeance, spraying all over the Fifth Prince's face and splattering onto the delicacies on the table!

"Master, this is..."

The Fifth Prince, bewildered, wiped the blood from his face: "A new divination ritual?"

"Ritual my ass! I'm spitting blood!"

The Taoist priest, barely breathing, exclaimed, "This...this boy is terrifying! Quickly, quickly go find my senior brothers and the others to deal with him together!"

……

[Passive skill "Mental Breakdown" activated. Target: Jia Moce, Daoist name Shenji, member of the Suantianmen sect, age 47. Details...]

Hei Yang: "?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 70 The big city truly lives up to its reputation!

"WTF?"

Hei Yang tilted his head, looking puzzled: "A strange stranger, whose death I don't know, suddenly started attacking me, and in a ranged attack mode at that?"

He glanced at the alchemy furnace, casually added some fire, and then stroked his chin, offering a haphazard analysis.

"Hmm, let me think, there are probably three possibilities."

First, Hong Li paid someone to mess with me, but she should know the skill of mental breakdown, so we can rule her out as a suspect for now.

Secondly, the people at the Pharmacist's Office think I'm acting suspiciously and want to investigate me so they can find the right medicine for me.

Third, someone intended to hurt others, but accidentally made a mistake and hurt me instead...

Uh, no, he accidentally hurt himself!

It's like accidentally making a typo in Death Note, writing Zhang Yi as Zhang Er, and then trying to erase it but ending up erasing Zhang San or something...

Hei Yang nodded thoughtfully. In conclusion, Hei Yang had always been kind to others and a model citizen, so he must have been accidentally injured!

"But then again..."

Hei Yang frowned: "Even if we hadn't had any prior grudges, now that the other party has run into me and injured themselves, hasn't that created a grudge?!"

Hei Yang's thoughts drifted, and as for the pills in the alchemy furnace, they were nothing more than Qi-nourishing pills that were completely easy to refine, which he completed while lost in thought.

To be honest, the other party was in the wrong for actively probing Hei Yang, whether it was intentional or not. After all, this behavior is almost like staging an accident. But there are plenty of unreasonable people out there, and who knows if they will take their anger out on Hei Yang.

With a sense of unease, Hei Yang couldn't help but sigh, "Sure enough, there's a lot going on in big cities. I've only been here a short time, and I already feel like I've gotten involved in several side quests. This level of mental exhaustion is almost as bad as my battle of wits with Hong Li."

Less than three hours later, in just two hours and ten minutes, Hei Yang had used up all the herbs he brought and refined a total of 140 Qi-Nourishing Pills.

"The quality is excellent, the pills are plump, and their crystal-clear appearance indicates that there are almost no impurities..."

Hei Yang looked at the finished pills and nodded in satisfaction: "Isn't this better than what's sold on the market?"

Of course, since it was a low-grade pill, no matter how good the quality, it wouldn't sell for a sky-high price. Hei Yang always felt that the Hei family's so-called channels were very unreliable, and he was just about to say: "Black-hearted channels, only fools come here, only cheating those with a destined connection!"

It's not that I don't trust the Black family, but as I said before, when you're strong, everyone around you seems to be kind, but when you're weak, someone might suddenly appear out of nowhere and want to stomp on you.

If the Hei family's sales channels are really effective, then why are their herbal medicine shops on the verge of closing down?

As for selling directly in the market, that would be even more troublesome.

He didn't apply for a business license in the regular market, and setting up a stall with a piece of cloth would require him to go to those messy and shady places; who knows what trouble he might run into.

and so……

"Indeed, official recycling is the most reliable and also the most convenient."

Hei Yang carried a sack of spirit stones out of the apothecary's workshop and didn't even notice any bad elements targeting him.

On the way back, until they met Zhang San and his men, nothing went wrong. Hei Yang was on tenterhooks for most of the day, only to find that he had been fooling around with someone who was blind.

"As expected, the public security in big cities is still good."

Hei Yang couldn't help but sigh, "On the way, I met an old man carrying a sack of potatoes. The old man even scolded me, saying that young people are too weak and can't carry as much as he can."

Indeed, big cities still have many commendable aspects, such as their noble quality of regarding spirit stones as nothing more than potatoes…

"Um, Uncle Heiyang, is there any possibility..."

Blackie's expression was complicated: "Did they really think you were carrying a sack of potatoes?"

Who is this contestant? He took out a dozen spirit stones and brought back hundreds. Did Uncle Heiyang go to breed them?

Moreover, judging from the quantity, it turns out that spirit stones are also produced in batches!

Yeah, right! Spirit stones don't distinguish between male and female, so what's the point of breeding them!

Blackie roared inwardly, trying to force himself to calm down.

Don't blame him for being naive. Even at its peak, the Hei family could probably squeeze out a few hundred spirit stones, but it wouldn't be as easy as Uncle Hei Yang's situation.

The exact number of spirit stones is seven hundred, excluding those that Hei Yang already possessed; this is purely from the sale of pills.

The Pharmacist's Shop thought that Hei Yang's Qi-Nourishing Pills were of good quality, so they didn't try to lower the price and bought them back at the market price.

Of course, they will definitely be able to sell it for a higher price afterward, but that's not something Hei Yang needs to worry about.

"So, the scenario I imagined didn't happen!"

Hei Yang sighed. In his imagination, when the Pharmacist's Shop learned that he was a master alchemist, they were immediately amazed and not only provided him with good food and drink, but also went so far as to buy these pills at a high price even at a loss, all in an attempt to get close to him.

Or perhaps, some high-ranking, white-bearded old man would appear, grabbing Hei Yang's hand and insisting on taking him as a disciple, or something like that...

None of the above happened, the recovery went smoothly, and the receptionist handled the arrangements for him with ease.

This is not bad, after all, the receptionist is definitely better looking than the old man.

However, Hei Yang swore that he only glanced at it normally before turning his gaze away, and he absolutely did not have any inappropriate thoughts!

“I’ll give you three hundred pieces, and I’ll take the remaining four hundred dollars. That’s twenty times the value of my family’s assets. Is that alright?”

Hei Yang looked at Hei Changhong sitting opposite him expressionlessly: "This way, you won't starve or anything like that."

"Where, where..."

Hei Changhong looked at Hei Yang with the same respect as if he were worshipping an ancestor, and said, "You are the head of the family, and all the family's property belongs to you. How could we possibly accept those three hundred spirit stones?"

If you ask me, you should keep these seven hundred spirit stones. What do you think…”

"Don't try to get close to me!"

Hei Yang glanced at Hei Changhong: "I have no interest in leading the family to rise. You can rely on the next generation. When you have money, buy the child some nutritious supplements and try to raise a little genius. Anyway, I won't interfere."