Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

You've come at the perfect time! With you all here, the news can spread even faster!

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the group of people from head to toe with disdain.

Seeing this, the group of people felt extremely guilty and quickly hid themselves behind them.

But what use is a mere Qi Refining level 8 or 9 if it's just hidden away?

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly released her pressure, and with a "thud," several people knelt on the ground at the same time, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

Ye Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at the group and coldly uttered two words, "Noisy."

The two simple words stood out starkly in the silence.

Several people who had initially followed behind the group, intending to take advantage of the situation, quickly retreated, attempting to blend into the crowd.

Ye Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes and glanced at the group of people.

Those people instantly felt as if they were being targeted by hungry wolves, and they ran away even faster.

The other onlookers also quickly left.

In front of the stall, only a few people remained, suppressed by the oppressive aura and unable to get up.

The group remained kneeling, their faces grim.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Zhenzhen suddenly heard a voice, a very familiar voice.

"Little girl, you should be lenient when you can."

"Since you've spoken, I'll do you the honor," Ye Zhenzhen replied with a smile.

He turned to look at the few people still kneeling, withdrew his oppressive aura, and said, "Get lost."

The group fled in a panic.

In no time, news that someone was exchanging Foundation Establishment Pills for spiritual medicines at the market stalls spread throughout Haitian City.

Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng, who were at the Medicine Alliance, were inquiring about information in front of the counter.

Several people suddenly came in and quickly pulled the friends who were making the transaction out.

Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng exchanged a glance. What's going on?

The once bustling hall was suddenly almost empty.

Perfect, no need to queue.

Nanfeng glanced at Ye Zhenwen, then said, "I'll go check on him," and went outside.

Ye Zhenwen walked to the counter and asked carefully, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any venomous snake thorns here?"

The waiter was very busy, and when he suddenly disappeared, he was completely confused, but Ye Zhenwen's question brought him back to reality.

He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. This medicine is not commonly used. I will go and check it out and get back to you."

The waiter quickly went to the back room to check on the snake sting.

After seeing Xiao Er leave, Ye Zhenwen turned back to look at Nanfeng with concern.

Upon seeing Nanfeng, he stood at the door, head down, pretending to be busy.

As long as people are here, that's good.

After a short while, Nanfeng returned, her eyes filled with complex emotions when she saw Ye Zhenwen.

Ye Zhenwen suddenly seemed to have a premonition, wondering if it was Zhen'er who had done it.

No way!

Seeing the change in Ye Zhenwen's expression, Nanfeng knew he had guessed it and nodded heavily, "That's exactly what you thought."

Ye Zhenwen lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. What a commotion!

I looked up and saw that the waiter had returned.

"Fellow Daoist, we have venomous snake stings here, but not in large quantities. How many do you need?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng both smiled. It didn't seem that hard to find!

"For plants that are over 100 years old, 5 plants are needed."

Upon hearing this, the waiter looked troubled. "There are only 3 plants that are 100 years old, and the oldest of the rest are 80 years old. Are those 3 plants okay?"

Nanfeng looked at Ye Zhenwen, who was an alchemist and quite professional in this field.

Ye Zhenwen also looked at Nanfeng, thought for a moment, and then turned to the waiter and said, "Then we'll take these six plants."

The waiter had initially thought the deal was off, but to his surprise, the people opposite him still made a purchase.

Smiling, he took out a jade box containing a venomous snake sting, opened it, and let the two men inspect the goods.

Ye Zhenwen carefully examined the spiritual energy on the medicinal herb, confirming that it was indeed as the boy had said. He smiled, nodded, closed the box, and prepared to hand over the spirit stones.

Just then, a person rushed out from the back room, glanced at the box on the table, and realized that it hadn't been sold yet, which was for the best.

He grabbed the box, glared at the waiter, and told him to leave.

Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng looked at the strange behavior opposite them with puzzled expressions. What was going on?

Upon seeing the visitor, he first bowed and said, "I am the manager here. I'm sorry, I just received news from above that the sale of venomous snake stings is now prohibited."

"Why?" Ye Zhenwen asked. "We had just agreed on this, why are you suddenly not selling it anymore?"

"Yes, how could you break your promise!"

The manager's smile vanished instantly, and he said rudely, "Fellow Daoist, please watch your words. This is the Medicine Alliance, not some small, insignificant place."

"You haven't paid the spirit stones yet, so the transaction isn't settled. If something unexpected happens here, can't we just not sell it?"

"What? Are you two planning to force me to buy or sell?"

Upon hearing this sophistry, Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng were momentarily speechless, realizing they had indeed not yet handed over the spirit stones.

Ye Zhenwen softened his tone, "Steward, we really need these snake thorns urgently. How many spirit stones would you be willing to sell them for?"

In Ye Zhenwen's opinion, this person deliberately wanted to raise prices, which is why he caused this mess.

The manager glanced at the two of them with disdain, "Not for sale, not for any amount of spirit stones."

"You two may take a look at other spiritual herbs. Xiao Xu, come and greet these two fellow Daoists."

After saying that, the steward picked up the elixir from the table and quickly left.

Ye Zhenwen and Nanfeng watched helplessly as the venomous snake thorn slipped through their fingers.

Hey!

The waiter, Xiao Xu, looked at the two of them apologetically. "I'm so sorry, but we can't sell these snake thorns for the time being. Do you two need any other medicinal herbs?"

Ye Zhenwen shook his head slightly and prepared to leave.

Nanfeng grabbed him, handed him two spirit stones, and quietly inquired, "Xiao Xu, do you have any inside information?"

Xiao Xu glanced back at the back room, then looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered, "I heard there's something going on at the street market."

"If you two aren't too busy, you can go and take a look; there might be some good news."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng glanced at Ye Zhenwen beside her, thinking, "No way."

Ye Zhenwen suddenly opened his eyes wide, then closed them tightly again.

Okay, it must have been Ye Zhenzhen's doing.

They bowed to the waiter and quickly left the medicine alliance.

Ye Zhenwen took out his communication jade tablet and sent a voice message to Ye Zhenzhen, informing her that someone from the Medicine Alliance might send six poisonous snakes to stab the people, and asking her to handle the situation.

After saying that, he looked at Nanfeng and comforted him, "Knowing that it was Zhen'er who caused the trouble, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Nanfeng nodded, "Indeed, although she is often unreliable, she can still be trusted occasionally."

On the other side, Ye Zhenzhen's place is now completely surrounded.

Ye Zhenzhen was speechless. What was going on? When did her place become a place for identifying medicinal herbs?