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The night grew deeper, yet the light inside the “God Alchemist” shop only became brighter. After Uncle Lu went upstairs to rest and began sensing the Qi vibrations from the technique manual he had been given, Fang Zhe returned to stand before his Clouded Sky Furnace.

He had no intention of wasting time. The stock of pills for the next day had to be ready—especially after the miracle at the Grand Assembly hall, which would undoubtedly trigger a wave of buyers desperate for health and longevity.

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  • 95.

    Fresh blood seeped from the corners of Elder Xue’s lips as the thin Qi blade began to fade, leaving behind a scorched puncture wound that had incinerated his internal organs. He collapsed before Zhao Ming Yao’s shoes, no longer breathing. The once-mighty powerhouse of the Blood Shadow Sect was now nothing more than an insignificant pile of flesh.Fang Zhe finally took a deep breath, allowing his golden Qi circulation to settle back into his dantian. He then turned his gaze toward Zhao Ming Yao.The Young Master, who had always appeared dapper and arrogant, had now completely lost his sanity. Ming Yao crawled backward, his fingers clawing at the asphalt until his nails snapped. He let out a soft laugh—a sound that rang chillingly through the silence of the night—before suddenly bursting into tears while pointing at Elder Xue’s corpse."Hahaha! You’ve destroyed all the glory the Zhao family built?! The business, the money..." he choked out.Bimo moved to slap Ming Yao, but Fang Zhe imme

  • 94.

    Whish!Elder Xue wasted no more words. His body erupted into a dense red mist that smelled of rusted iron. With a single stomp, the asphalt beneath him cracked, and he lunged forward like a blood-bullet aiming for Fang Zhe’s neck."Vein-Severing Claw Technique!" Elder Xue roared.His fingers, tipped with elongated black nails, were shrouded in sharp red energy, ready to tear through Fang Zhe’s throat. However, Fang Zhe did not shift even an inch. As the claws came within millimeters of his skin, Fang Zhe tilted his head with a minimal movement, as if he had known the trajectory of the attack before Elder Xue even moved.Swish!The claws sliced through nothing but empty air. Elder Xue’s eyes widened in shock. "What kind of speed is this?!"Whish! Whish!Refusing to back down, Elder Xue spun his body in mid-air, unleashing a barrage of kicks carrying thousands of kilograms of pressure from the Blood Qi he had absorbed.Whish! Whish!But...Fang Zhe used only one hand. With an open palm,

  • 93.

    Siska swiftly put her arm around Aunt Mei, who still appeared dazed, and guided her upstairs. As their footsteps faded behind the staircase, the silence in the Alchemist God Shop grew even more suffocating.The piercing cold was no longer just a premonition; it was Qi compressed with chilled killing intent.Bimo and Uncle Lu both felt it approaching. By reflex, Uncle Lu drew a short dagger from his waist, standing firmly by Fang Zhe’s side."Master, are they here?"Swoosh!Instead of a brutal assault, a silver shadow sliced through the air at the speed of light. Fang Zhe didn't flinch; he simply raised two fingers and...Clack!A small dagger was caught perfectly between his index and middle fingers.The blade was not coated in poison; instead, a slip of gold paper was tucked into it, radiating a luxurious scent of sandalwood."Not the Black Shadow Sect," Fang Zhe murmured, his eyes narrowing. "This is far too... classy."From the dark shadows of the shop's pillars, a man emerged. He

  • 92.

    Fang Zhe twirled the emerald ring on his finger. With his current mastery of Qi control, he channeled pure energy into the gemstone.Until...KRAAAK! BOOOOM!The ring shattered. It was the definitive sign that the vendetta between Fang Zhe and the Zhao family would reach its end today."Siska, order Bimo to guard Aunt Mei. I have business to settle before those shadows have a chance to knock on our door," Fang Zhe said coldly.Without waiting for a reply, he stepped out and vanished into the dark night of Shange City.---The magnificent Zhao Family residence was usually guarded by dozens of elite security personnel. But tonight, their morale was shattered. Unpaid salaries and the downfall of the Zhao name had left the security lax.Yet for Fang Zhe, even tight security would have been far too easy.He moved like a ghost, his feet never touching the ground, gliding just inches above the marble tiles. Each time he passed a CCTV camera, he didn't cover it with his hand; he simply flicke

  • 91.

    "Three times... SOLD!"BANG!The wooden gavel fell with a sound that echoed like a death knell for the glory of the Zhao Family. The emerald ring, which for hundreds of years had symbolized the family's supreme authority, now officially belonged to Fang Zhe for the mere price of a single dollar.Zhao Ming Yao collapsed completely. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, and bloodstains marred his expensive white shirt, which was now tattered and ruined. In the middle of the magnificent hall, he looked like a stray dog that had just been brutally beaten."Is that all? So, it’s over," Fang Zhe said flatly.He stepped toward the auction podium, ignoring the horrified look of the auctioneer, and took the velvet box containing the emerald ring.Fang Zhe twirled the ring between his thumb and index finger, letting the hall's lights reflect off the deep green gem, before finally slipping it into his pocket with a casual movement... as if the object were nothing more than a stray coin he’d foun

  • 90.

    The great hall remained as silent as a graveyard. Zhao Ming Yao's screams, echoing through the loudspeakers, were met only by the cold stares of hundreds of eyes.Mr. Sanjaya crossed his legs, pretending to be busy adjusting his shirt cuffs, while a real estate mogul from a neighboring province deliberately turned his head away, as if the hall’s ceiling were far more interesting than Zhao Ming Yao’s "bargain" offer.However...Fang Zhe remained standing in the same position. Calm, solid, and unshakable. He turned toward Aunt Mei, who was still trembling as she held the bidding paddle, and gave her a thin, reassuring smile."Ten million dollars, once," the auctioneer spoke in a voice that was barely audible, his throat dry from the suffocating atmosphere. "Are there any other bids from the floor?""Sanjaya! You have thousands of logistics fleets! This land is perfect for your warehouses! Why won’t you raise your paddle?!" Zhao Ming Yao roared, pointing frantically toward the front row.

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