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However, when Chen Yue tried to spread his qi further to cover his entire body, he felt a distinct sense of stagnation and heaviness.

The surging qi and blood within the body were completely insufficient to supply and maintain such a large area of ​​qi condensation, and the edges of the qi began to blur.

"My cultivation level is still not high enough." Chen Yue realized this and slowly withdrew his inner energy.

The Tiger Roar Golden Bell Cover, at the Lesser Completion stage, represents a qualitative leap in the application of internal energy. However, the range, intensity, and endurance of this internal energy are still closely related to one's own cultivation level.

With his current cultivation level in the Flesh Refining Realm, it is already difficult for him to maintain a stable amount of Qi the size of his frontal torso; it is clearly beyond his ability to cover his entire body.

"Fortunately, I'm close to breaking through."

As Chen Yue felt the increasing abundance of qi and blood within his body, a glimmer of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

With the Haoran Guyuan Technique combined with the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and the Marrow Cleansing and Bone Strengthening lowering the upper limit, he is not far from the Bone Forging Realm.

……

Two days later, the night was deep.

Chen Yue disguised himself again and left the Chen residence quietly, sneaking into the black market with practiced ease.

However, when Chen Yue arrived at the corner where Shen Dujiang usually set up his stall, he was slightly taken aback.

The person sitting behind the stall was not the shrewd stall owner, but a young stranger who looked to be in his early twenties, with a stocky build and an honest and simple face.

He was dressed in a slightly worn outfit, rubbing his hands nervously and looking around.

Chen Yue paused slightly, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he strolled over like an ordinary customer.

When the young man saw Chen Yue approaching, he looked Chen Yue up and down, his eyes lighting up. He quickly stood up, a smile spreading across his face, and lowered his voice, saying, "This... is he the customer who usually sells pills to my uncle?"

Chen Yue looked at him calmly, neither admitting nor denying.

Zhao Lin seemed relieved, his smile widening as he explained:

"Please forgive me, sir. My uncle has been tied up with some urgent matters lately and is unable to get away. He was also worried about delaying our transaction, so he specifically asked me to come tonight to complete it for him. My uncle has explained everything that is needed."

Urgent matters at hand?

Chen Yue's brows twitched slightly. Shen Dujiang, a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the black market for many years, valued reputation and stability above all else. He would never entrust such an important transaction to a stranger's nephew unless absolutely necessary.

"What do I need?" Chen Yue didn't ask any further questions and went straight to the point.

"Yes, yes, my uncle specifically instructed that everything is ready!"

Zhao Lin nodded repeatedly and gestured to the small house behind him, "Please come in, sir. Everything is inside."

Chen Yue followed him into the dimly lit room. Zhao Lin pulled out two packets of medicinal herbs from the corner and handed them to Chen Yue, his tone slightly ingratiating:

"Please inspect, sir. One packet contains the ingredients for the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and the other contains the ingredients for the Poison Avoidance Pill. They have been prepared as instructed by your uncle."

Chen Yue took it, weighed it in his hand, and then quickly examined it by unraveling a corner under the light.

The types and quantities of medicinal herbs were correct, but Chen Yue frowned slightly, looked up at Zhao Lin, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Zhao Lin was taken aback, seemingly not expecting such a question, and subconsciously shook his head: "My uncle only instructed me to order these two packets of medicinal herbs. Did you order anything else, sir?"

Chen Yue didn't answer, but instead asked, "According to the deal, how many Marrow Cleansing Pills do I need to give you today?"

Zhao Lin's face broke into a simple smile again: "My uncle said that the usual number is fine."

"How many do you usually take?" Chen Yue asked in a flat tone.

"this……"

Zhao Lin's smile stiffened slightly, and he stammered, "My uncle left in a hurry and only said to pay the usual price. As for the exact number... I didn't ask. Sir, please just pay the usual price."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yue's lips curled into a slight smile beneath his mask. "Did your uncle say how much silver he would charge me for these medicinal herbs?"

Zhao Lin's eyes flickered noticeably: "My uncle didn't explain many things clearly, as for the money... please give me whatever you think is appropriate."

"it is good."

Chen Yue nodded, took out a small, ordinary porcelain bottle from his pocket, and handed it over, saying, "This is today's transaction volume. Keep it safe."

Zhao Lin quickly took it, uncorked it, and looked inside. His憨厚 (honest and simple) smile instantly froze. He looked up at Chen Yue: "Only one Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

"good."

Chen Yue said calmly, "That's how it is usually. I'll take these medicinal herbs, and as is customary, you'll need to give me three taels of silver back."

"you!"

Zhao Lin's face darkened, and his voice hardened. "I'll pay, but there can't be only one Marrow Cleansing Pill! Sir, don't try to fool me!"

Chen Yue didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly with a half-smile on his face.

Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, the last trace of naivety on his face vanished completely, replaced by a gloomy and cold expression. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he lowered his voice and said:

"Why be so serious? Just turn a blind eye, you take the herbs, I get the pills, we complete the transaction, and everyone's fine. Wouldn't that be easier? Making things so awkward benefits no one!"

"Turn a blind eye?"

Chen Yue finally chuckled softly, the sound somewhat abrupt in the quiet little house, carrying an undisguised sarcasm. "I'd like to, but unfortunately..."

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping across several inconspicuous corners of the room before finally settling on Zhao Lin's face.

"If you hadn't placed the intoxicating incense in this room beforehand, I might have believed you a little!"

From the moment he entered the room, Chen Yue could vaguely smell a strange sweet fragrance mixed with the smell of old herbs and dust. His innate ability to be immune to all poisons was not yet fully formed, but he already possessed some of the properties of avoiding poison.

With the slightest circulation of qi and blood, a subtle numbness was felt in the nasal cavity. The impact was so great that an ordinary person would have already collapsed.

The words "Drunken Soul Fragrance" exploded in Zhao Lin's ears like a thunderclap.

"die!"

Without further hesitation, Zhao Lin let out a low roar and suddenly raised his left hand, which had been hidden behind his back. A cold light, like a venomous snake's tongue, shot straight at Chen Yue's abdomen!

At that very same instant.

"Clang! Crash!"

The wooden frames of the windows on both sides of the cabin shattered with a loud crash, and two dark figures, like tigers released from their cages, burst through the windows with a fierce gust of wind.

One person was agile and full of vitality, clearly at the Body Refining Realm. The other was slightly weaker, but had still reached the peak of the Skin Refining Realm.

With a clear objective, the two men positioned themselves to the left and right, forming a triangular encirclement with Zhao Lin in front of them. They wielded their short knives, aiming directly for Chen Yue's vital points.

Three martial artists!

Two Body Refining Realm cultivators and one peak Skin Refining Realm cultivator, all to bind a single alchemist? This move is undeniably cautious!

However, faced with this sudden attack from three sides, Chen Yue's eyes remained frighteningly calm.

He didn't even glance at the two attackers who broke in through the window, but stared straight at Zhao Lin, who was wielding a dagger and lunging at him.

"Too slow!"

Chen Yue muttered to himself, his steps faltering slightly, and the sharp dagger grazed past his clothes at the side of his waist.

Chen Yue's left hand, with its five fingers like hooks, precisely gripped Zhao Lin's right wrist, which was holding a dagger.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out clearly. Zhao Lin felt a heart-wrenching pain in his right wrist, as if it had been crushed by iron clamps. He screamed and the dagger slipped from his hand.