A gift returned ten thousandfold: I am the number one licker in all realms!

“Master, you are right. These rules are essential to understand.”

"In Canaan, what would happen if the rules were broken?"

"Master, don't worry, I'll take some people over to take a look right away."

"No matter how capable that kid is, from today onwards he must honestly report everything to our Dragon King Chamber of Commerce."

"Hahaha, good, I'm relieved to hear that. Go ahead."

……

At this very moment, Luo Xing is still leading a group of students from Canaan Academy to sell pills.

Of course, work can't be done for nothing.

For every order sold, Luo Xing would give them a 10% commission. That means if they sold 1000 units, they would receive a 100 unit commission.

Such a commission was quite high for them, especially considering it was in a large city like Canaan, and their goods sold so well. This commission represented a huge amount of sales for them.

Today, the Canaan Chamber of Commerce is still bustling with crowds of customers, all of whom specifically request the Grade 4 Age-Breaking Pill.

Such cheap pills are hard to find even if you search the entire city of Canaan. That's why they need them. Even if they don't use them themselves, they must give them to the younger generation in their family.

For them, this is truly civilian ammunition. They can't afford the ammunition available in Ping City.

"Boss, give me an item of jewelry, just to break the zero order."

"Quickly, quick, boss, give me one too, give me a fourth-grade order."

"Boss, give me ten servings! Boss, give me ten servings!"

"Don't grab it, everyone! There's enough for everyone!"

"Everyone who comes to the Canaan Chamber of Commerce today will receive a share, so please don't fight over it."

Luo Xing stood at the door, calling out to everyone about the properties of the elixir.

Fearing he wouldn't have enough pills to sell, he found the Snow Maiden early and gave her another Rank 4 Spirit Breaking Pill. This gave him another 1000 pills. Looking at the 1000 Rank 4 Spirit Breaking Pills in the warehouse, Luo Xing couldn't stop smiling.

The maid standing to the side was so shocked by the sheer number of pills that she covered her mouth in astonishment.

"My God, young master, where did you get so much ammunition? So much ammunition! You are simply amazing!"

"If one person were to use this, it would probably take forever."

Luo Xing smiled but did not answer his question; to him, it was simply his privacy.

Of course, he also had no way to explain this problem.

I can't exactly tell the maid that I have a system that can provide feedback on the pills I've taken.

Even if he told them himself, the other party wouldn't believe him.

But at this moment.

A commotion suddenly erupted at the entrance of the Canaan Merchant Guild. A golden-roofed carriage pulled by eight fiery red horses rampaged wildly, crushing three roadside medicine stalls. The curtain was lifted, and a young man in a brocade robe with python patterns jumped down, a jade pendant at his waist engraved with the words "Long Er".

"Kneel down before me, all of you!" Long Er lashed out with his python-tail whip, sending sparks flying across the bluestone pavement. "You think you can sell pills in Canaan City without paying 70% profit? You're all tired of living!"

The crowd retreated like waves cleaved by a knife. Old Wang, the steamed bun vendor, was pushed to the ground—his son had his leg broken by this very whip last month. The students trembled, clutching their spirit stone bags; they recognized him as the second son of the Dragon King Merchant Guild's president, a cultivator at the Returning Origin Realm who could practically roam the city with impunity.

Luo Xing went out after hearing the commotion outside the door. The guests that the Canaan Chamber of Commerce had managed to gather were scared away by this bastard.

Long Er looked at Luo Xing as he walked out of the Canaan Chamber of Commerce, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"What a young prodigy!"

"Boy, you've broken the rules! Do you understand?" Long Er said fiercely.

Luo Xing looked at the guy in front of him, who was dressed very well.

He recognized the other person after only a few glances. This person was the young president of the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce, the son of the Chamber of Commerce president, Master Long Baye!

It seems that the Canaan Chamber of Commerce has been making too much noise these past few days, and the other party has come to cause trouble.

Although I had long expected this day to come, I didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Ryuji, right?"

"What if I say no?"

"Then pay with your life!" Long Er suddenly crushed the communication talisman, and a blood-red barrier rose around the merchant guild. His four guards brandished curved swords, their blades gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light. "I heard you earned two hundred thousand spirit stones in three days? Perfect timing to buy..."

A cold light flashed.

Long Er's voice abruptly stopped. He looked down at the black blade piercing his chest, a strange "gurgling" sound escaping his throat. The Taotie patterns on the Devouring Abyss Sword were frantically sucking his life essence, and the breastplate under his brocade robe was shattered in two.

"Second Young Master!" The guard leader's eyes widened in fury as he raised his sword to strike at the back of Luo Xing's neck. But the young man didn't even turn his head as he swung his sword backhand, slicing the finely forged steel scimitar into pieces as easily as tofu.

Long Er convulsed and collapsed to his knees, a golden dragon shadow suddenly erupting from his body. This was a life-saving secret technique of the direct lineage of the Long family, powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from a cultivator at the Returning Origin stage. The onlookers gasped in shock, and Old Wang covered his grandson's eyes.

"A mere trick." Luo Xing stepped on Long Er's back, and the Devouring Abyss Sword, carrying a gray-white sword aura, pierced into Long Ying's brow. Golden dragon scales shattered, and the sword's edge pierced through his heart without resistance, pinning him to the stone lion guarding the guild's gate.

The Crimson Flame Horse neighed in fright, broke its reins, and galloped away. Long Er's men froze on the spot—their young master's corpse was visibly shriveling, while the Devouring Abyss Sword glowed with a blood-red light.

“Go back and tell Master Long San.” Luo Xing pulled out his still-dripping sword and kicked over the stone lion. “I will personally come to his door at this time tomorrow.”

The street fell silent for a moment, then erupted in deafening cheers. The old woman selling medicinal herbs trembled as she presented her three-year-old vintage wine, while the students, their eyes red-rimmed, continued to hawk their wares—they had been exploited by the Long family for a full decade.

At the window on the third floor of the Chamber of Commerce, the Lord of Canaan set down his teacup. He noticed the golden bloodstains remaining on Luo Xing's sword blade, a mark of pure dragon blood.

"Send someone to keep an eye on the Dragon King Merchant Guild." The city lord tapped the table with his fingertips. "After tonight, Canaan City will be in turmoil."