174: Chapter 174 Selling fake medicine and still so arrogant? I'm the kind of person who can handle anyone who dares to challenge me!

Su Yang's voice, amplified by his Qi, sounded like rolling thunder.

It pierced directly through the one-way crystal wall and exploded above the entire Wolong Mountain Villa.

The previously quiet auction hall instantly erupted in chaos.

Everyone looked up, staring in disbelief at the Supreme private room on the ninth floor.

"Did I hear that right? Someone said Tianbao Pavilion sells trash Medicinal Pills?"

"And they said they'd tear down this crappy villa? Is this person tired of living!"

"That's a Purple Gold Card VIP, yet they dare to smash Tianbao Pavilion's place in public? Are they trying to start a war in the Cultivation world?"

The wealthy merchants and Cultivators below discussed it heatedly, their eyes filled with shock.

Tianbao Pavilion had stood in the Cultivation world for hundreds of years, its background unfathomable.

Even if the Sect Masters of the four great hidden Sects came, they would have to act politely and follow the rules.

Who dared to spout such nonsense here?

In the front row seats, Qi Ziming was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

"He's crazy! This kid is definitely crazy!"

Qi Ziming looked gleeful, staring at the ninth floor with vengeful eyes.

"Does he really think that just because he got a Purple Gold Card from who knows where, he can walk sideways in Tianbao Pavilion?"

"Publicly insulting the Supreme-grade Medicinal Pills of the Medicine King Valley as trash, and threatening to tear down the villa?"

"I don't even need to do anything; Tianbao Pavilion will chop him into meat paste to feed the dogs today!"

Red Rose on the stage also had a drastic change in expression.

Her seductive smile completely vanished, replaced by a touch of icy coldness.

As an auctioneer, encountering a guest who smashed the brand in public was an extremely serious incident.

Even if the other party was a Purple Gold Card VIP, it could absolutely not be tolerated.

"Distinguished guests, please stay calm."

Red Rose pressed her hand down toward the audience, her voice becoming very stiff.

"The auction is paused for ten minutes. We, Tianbao Pavilion, will handle this little interlude."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand.

Dozens of fully armed guards immediately swarmed out from around the hall, tightly controlling the entire stage and the first-floor hall.

On the ninth floor, inside the Supreme private room, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Two maids holding trays knelt amidst the broken glass on the floor, trembling like chaff, not even daring to lift their heads.

Although Reba was afraid, she still tightly gripped the corner of Su Yang's clothes.

Mary had already placed her hand on the dagger at her waist, her azure eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

Lin Lang took a deep breath, and the Nascent Soul Stage Qi inside her began to circulate secretly.

Since she had acknowledged Su Yang as her master, even if she died here today, she would protect him.

Chu Ling remained like a machine without emotions, standing quietly behind Su Yang.

With just a thought from Su Yang, she would tear apart anyone who rushed in from outside.

Only Su Yang was the most relaxed.

He sat back down on the sofa, crossing his right leg over his left.

He even took out an unfinished cigar from his pocket, lit it, and leisurely exhaled a smoke ring.

Step, step, step.

In the corridor outside the door, a dense and heavy sound of footsteps approached.

Judging by the sound, there were quite a few people coming.

Moreover, every step carried an extremely strong sense of Qi pressure.

"Bang!"

The heavy purple sandalwood door of the private room was rudely pushed open from the outside.

Twelve guards wearing golden armor filed in.

They directly surrounded the private room, leaving no way out.

These twelve people were all at the Golden Core Early Stage!

Tianbao Pavilion's foundation was truly terrifying.

Just pulling out a guard team like this would be enough to hold the position of an Elder in an outside second-rate Sect.

The golden-armored guards dispersed.

A bloated middle-aged fat man wearing a leopard-print brocade robe, playing with two top-grade jade walnuts in his hands, walked in slowly.

This fat man looked kind-hearted, like a wealthy gentleman who valued harmony to make money.

But in his small eyes, squeezed into slits by fat, there was a cold, snake-like glint.

This person was none other than the Pavilion Master of Tianbao Pavilion's capital branch—Qian Wansan.

He had Half-step Nascent Soul cultivation.

Qian Wansan walked into the private room, glanced at the shattered jade coffee table on the floor, and then looked at the top-grade Beauty-Preserving Pills scattered all over the ground.

His eyebrows twitched violently.

"Your Excellency, you have quite an imposing manner."

Qian Wansan stopped his footsteps, looking at Su Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, with a fake smile.

"Using our pavilion's Purple Gold Card to spend twenty billion to bid for Medicinal Pills, just to throw them on the floor like trash?"

"And threatening to tear down my Wolong Mountain Villa?"

"I, Qian, have been in charge in the capital for twenty years, and this is the first time I've seen such an arrogant guest."

Su Yang flicked the ash off his cigar.

He didn't even look at Qian Wansan directly.

"Arrogant? I don't think so."

"I spent twenty billion, but what I bought was a pile of poison."

"I only flipped a coffee table, I didn't directly tear down your front gate; I have already given you enough Face."

Upon hearing the word "poison," a trace of panic flashed imperceptibly deep in Qian Wansan's eyes.

But he hid it very well.

In an instant, he put on an angry Face again.

"Nonsense!"

Qian Wansan violently rotated the jade walnuts in his hands, making a clicking friction sound.

"These Beauty-Preserving Pills were personally refined by the Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley!"

"After being jointly appraised by our Tianbao Pavilion's three chief appraisers, they were determined to be top-grade!"

"How dare you spout nonsense and slander these as poison?"

"Do you think that just because you have a Purple Gold Card, you can wantonly smear the century-old reputation of my Tianbao Pavilion!"

Qian Wansan directly threw a heavy accusation at him, attempting to suppress Su Yang with his Aura.

Su Yang sneered.

He stood up and walked to the mess of Medicinal Pills on the ground.

He used the tip of his shoe to poke at the three red Medicinal Pills.

"Refined by the Medicine King Valley?"

"With this Alchemy technique, I'd believe it if you said it was chewed out by a dog."

Su Yang looked up, his gaze fixed on Qian Wansan, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"The Beauty-Preserving Grass is the main ingredient, and the Snow Lotus is the auxiliary ingredient; the formula is correct."

"But the heat for this Alchemy is clearly not up to standard, causing most of the medicinal effect to be lost."

"To cover up the loss of medicinal effect and maintain the top-grade quality and fragrance of the Medicinal Pill, that so-called Valley Master added a hongyan flower to it."

When these words were spoken, Qian Wansan's hand holding the walnuts stiffened suddenly.

Su Yang did not pause, his voice becoming even colder.

"The hongyan flower is a companion poisonous plant of the Soul-Severing Powder."

"Once this flower is mixed with the Beauty-Preserving Grass, it can indeed produce immediate miraculous effects, making one look radiant immediately after taking it."

"But its toxicity will lurk in the Dantian."

"Within ten years, the user's Meridians will be completely eroded by the toxin, the Dantian will atrophy, and the Qi will dissipate."

"They will completely turn from a Cultivator into a useless person with no strength to truss a chicken."

Su Yang pointed at the Medicinal Pills on the ground.

"Taking this kind of chronic poison that breaks one's Dao foundation and auctioning it off as a top-grade Immortal Pill."

"And starting the bid at one hundred million."

"Your Tianbao Pavilion's heart is even blacker than this poison."

The private room was deathly silent.

Lin Lang covered her mouth in terror.

She had wanted this Medicinal Pill just a moment ago; if she had really taken it, ten years later, she, a Nascent Soul Stage expert who had just achieved a Breakthrough, would have become a useless person?

Too vicious!

Qian Wansan's Face was now so gloomy that it was almost dripping water.

His heart was filled with turbulent waves.

He actually knew that there was a problem with this batch of Medicinal Pills!

Because when the Medicine King Valley sent this batch of medicine, the base price offered was ridiculously low.

The chief appraiser of Tianbao Pavilion had long discovered the ingredients of the hongyan flower.

But Qian Wansan, blinded by greed to earn a huge price difference, forcibly suppressed this matter.

Anyway, in his view, most of the people who bought such Medicinal Pills were rich women from the secular world or those old guys whose talent had been exhausted.

If they were crippled, so be it; who would still come to find trouble with Tianbao Pavilion ten years later?

But he never dreamed that someone could analyze the ingredients and toxicity inside so clearly just by taking one look and smelling it!

The secret that even the chief appraiser needed to use precision Magical Artifacts to find out was revealed in public by the young man in front of him!

If this matter got out, Tianbao Pavilion's reputation would be completely ruined!

It must absolutely not be admitted!

"Nonsense! This is simply slandering!"

Qian Wansan roared, the fat on his body shaking along with him.

The pressure of his Half-step Nascent Soul cultivation was released without reservation.

"I don't think you are a Purple Gold VIP at all!"

"You are clearly a spy sent by a rival chamber of commerce to smash the place!"

"Someone come!"

Qian Wansan stepped back, pointing at Su Yang, murderous intent bared in his eyes.

"This person is spreading rumors to confuse the public, disrupting the order of the assembly, and even smashing the valuable items of this pavilion."

"Take him down immediately!"

"If he dares to resist, kill him on the spot!"

"Yes!"

The twelve golden-armored guards shouted in unison.

They simultaneously drew the standard long blades from their waists.

Armor-breaking array patterns were engraved on the blades, reflecting a cold light.

The twelve Auras of the Golden Core Stage connected into one, like a dense net, covering Su Yang and the others from above.

Mary laughed out of extreme anger.

"Selling fake medicine and still daring to make false countercharges? Do you really think this lady is easy to bully?"

She gripped her dagger backhanded, the clothes behind her instantly tore, and a pair of huge blood-colored bat wings were about to stretch out.

Chu Ling also stepped forward, her hands turning into pale bone claws.

"Stand down."

Su Yang's calm voice sounded.

He casually threw the half-finished cigar on the ground and stepped it out.

"Boss?"

Mary was confused.

"These are idiots who don't understand reasoning and only want to solve problems with fists."

Su Yang twisted his neck, making a crisp sound of bone friction.

"I like educating them personally the most."

Before the words fell, the golden-armored guard in the front had already swung his blade.

The long blade carried a fierce whistling wind, heading straight for Su Yang's right arm.

This was an attempt to directly cripple Su Yang's combat ability.

Su Yang stood in place, not dodging or flashing.

He didn't even use the Qi in his body.

He just reached out his right hand lightly.

His index finger and middle finger joined together.

"Ding!"

An extremely crisp sound of metal collision rang out.

That steel long blade, which was enough to split an armored vehicle, was actually firmly clamped in mid-air by Su Yang with two fingers!

The blade was less than an inch away from Su Yang's shoulder, but it could no longer advance a single bit.

"What?!"

The golden-armored guard widened his eyes, trying his best with all his Golden Core Stage Qi to press the blade down.

But Su Yang's two fingers were like iron pliers welded to the blade, not moving at all.

"The blade is not bad, but it's a pity your strength is too small."

Su Yang smiled slightly.

His two fingers exerted force and snapped.

"Crack!"

The steel-forged blade was directly snapped into two pieces!

Before the guard could react, Su Yang, holding the broken blade, backhanded the hilt hard against the guard's chest.

Bang!

The hard golden armor directly dented inward by a large chunk.

The guard sprayed a mouthful of blood wildly, his whole body flying backward like a cannonball, heavily hitting the wall of the private room, and fainting on the spot.

One move!

Instant kill of a Golden Core Early Stage!

The remaining eleven guards gasped in cold air upon seeing this.

But military orders were like mountains; they could only grit their teeth and rush towards Su Yang from all directions at the same time.

"Attacking together? Just what I wanted."

Su Yang threw away the broken blade in his hand.

His figure suddenly moved.

Fast.

Too fast.

So fast that, except for Lin Lang who was at the Nascent Soul Stage, no one else could see his movements clearly.

He didn't use any fancy Spells.

It was all pure physical strength and extreme speed.

Bang!

Su Yang punched the chin of the guard on the left, sending him flying into the air.

Turning around, a whip kick directly kicked and broke the right arm of the guard on the right who was holding the blade.

The sound of broken bones and screams intertwined in the private room.

Su Yang was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Every strike was inevitably accompanied by the fall of a golden-armored guard.

These Golden Core Stage experts, who were usually high and mighty, were as fragile as paper toys in front of this man who didn't use a shred of Qi.

Ten seconds.

Just ten seconds.

The private room became quiet again.

The twelve elite guards of Tianbao Pavilion were now all lying on the ground, scattered everywhere, wailing in pain.

No one could stand up anymore.

Su Yang patted the dust off his hands.

His breathing wasn't even the slightest bit disordered.

He turned his head.

Looking at Qian Wansan, who was standing at the door with the jade walnuts still clutched in his hands.

The fat on Qian Wansan's Face was twitching violently, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

"Pavilion Master Qian."

Su Yang walked slowly to Qian Wansan and looked down at him.

"Now, can we calmly talk about the compensation for the fake medicine?"