Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Zhao Meng left after taking the medicinal materials. As for how much medicinal liquid he could bid for and whether he could get it, Zhao Meng was not worried at all. In any era, the strong will always have a say.

As soon as Zhao Meng arrived at the door, he saw a familiar figure

"Young Master, I have been thinking about you since you left without saying goodbye. I wonder when you will come back?"

Zhao Meng was no longer surprised that the Chen family had found him so quickly. After all, they had managed to find such a large area last time, so it shouldn't be difficult for the Chen family to find an address.

"Please tell Uncle Qiang that I am living very well here."

Zhao Meng looked at the familiar badge handed to him by Uncle Fu, but still did not accept it. The badge was like a huge umbrella of protection for him. Although it could save him a lot of trouble, it was more like an isolation shield.

"Uncle Fu, thank Uncle Qiang for me, but I can't accept it. Please go back. I prefer quietness."

Fu Bo understood what Zhao Meng meant and nodded to Zhao Meng before leaving.

Since the last time he went to the black market, Zhao Meng has been locking himself in the house for self-cultivation. The concept of strong is always in Zhao Meng's mind, but it is different from the several major families he has encountered so far. The strength of several major families is all to expand their power, annex other forces, and continuously improve the strength of their own family; but Zhao Meng is a little different. Zhao Meng's original intention is just to no longer be bullied like a helpless insect when he is unreasonably hurt and framed. The simple thing is to have the ability to protect himself first.

Forget it, let’s not think about these things for now. Remembering that the auction of his medicine should have a result soon, he should go and see what’s going on. Seeing that it was getting dark outside again, Zhao Meng simply packed up and set off.

When Zhao Meng was about to reach the entrance of the black market, he suddenly remembered that he was stopped in the same way last time. Zhao Meng also slapped his forehead, thinking that he was really stupid. Wouldn't he be stopped again if he went this way? What could he do? Now that he was at the entrance, he had to bite the bullet and go in.

"How was your dinner, you two strong men?"

When the two big men heard this witty remark, they looked towards Zhao Meng. When they saw that it was Zhao Meng, they looked at each other as if they had made some decision. This gave Zhao Meng a bad feeling in his heart. Just as Zhao Meng was about to run away, he was lifted up by the two big men, one by one.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The two strong men ignored Zhao Meng's words and just walked inside. Zhao Meng didn't care. This saved him from being unable to get in and was considered a favor to him. The two strong men took Zhao Meng directly to a man.

"Oh, you're here. I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long. You've been gone for more than half a month. The results of the medicine you auctioned here last time came out a long time ago. I've been waiting for you to come. I'm so confused."

"It doesn't matter. Is it enough to pay for the medicine last time?"

Zhao Meng was confident in his own things, but he still asked modestly

"You must be joking. Although not many people believed in the medicine you provided last time, some people still paid a high price for it. They immediately sent the money to me two days ago and told me to keep you. They also said that if you have the same medicine for sale, they will buy it and you can set the price."

Zhao Meng was not surprised to hear this. After all, Chen Qiang, the head of a big family, had promised him the same thing last time. This meant that his medicine seemed to be another way for the long-silent families to improve their strength. Zhao Meng did not say much about this.

"Just deduct three portions of the herbs from the money from last time and give me the rest."

"Bai Ning still doesn't know your name."

"Zhao Meng"

"Mr. Zhao is really a promising young man. The herbs from last time are our auction house's gifts to you. After deducting the handling fee, there is still one thousand left for the two herbs. I will arrange for someone to bring them to you. This card is also your identity symbol for entering and leaving the auction house. From now on, you can enter and leave as you please, and enjoy a 15% discount on shopping. Keep it well."

Zhao Meng was a little stunned when he received the 1,000 crystal stones in his hand. Just a drop of crystal stones could be sold for so many. It was really a huge profit. However, he did not show it, but turned around and was about to leave. Zhang Baining also hurriedly followed and led the way. Although Zhao Meng knew that this was the case for people in this business, he still had some kindness. After Zhang Baining sent him out, he said to Zhang Baining:

"Dry the four-leaf clover and soak it in boiling water for seven days. Drink it once every night before going to bed. It can relieve the pain in your body."

He also pressed several acupuncture points on Zhang Baining's body to prevent the poison from spreading further. Without waiting for Zhang Baining to speak, he turned and left. Zhang Baining was obviously stunned when he heard this. Zhao Meng's words were very abrupt, but he was able to determine the cause of his illness and give a treatment plan based on only two encounters. Only then did Zhang Baining realize how much benefit his subconscious behavior last time had brought him. Due to long-term contact with medicinal materials, Zhang Baining's body felt worse day by day, but he could not find the cause of the illness, especially at night when he had nightmares and always felt a dull pain in his chest when he woke up. This was exactly where Zhao Meng's finger had just been pressed. Zhang Baining also knew very well what this meant to her, and hurriedly bowed deeply to the place where Zhao Meng was leaving.