evil tycoon

[Wolf Fang Pendant, forged from 160 strands of essence, containing the essence of the moon wolf and its fierce aura.]

[Corpse Pearl, one hundred strands of essence, forged with one strand of Yin Sha Corpse Qi, nourishing Yin and strengthening Sha.]

[The Gathering Jar (Fragmented), with a lifespan of three years. Cast the Gathering Jar, find a place with a high concentration of evil influences, place it inside, and it will gather evil shadows in seven days. The higher the concentration of evil influences, the faster it will gather.]

[One grain of Blood Treasure Sand, fifty drops of blood, seven strands of essence, forged into Blood Crystal Sand, containing pure blood essence, fierce and domineering]

【The Bone-Eroding Jade Hand (Fragmented), with a lifespan of two years, forged from bone-eroding jade, as hard as a divine weapon, incomparably sharp, and extremely corrosive.】

Having too much stuff isn't a good thing either.

Han Ping'an gave a helpless, bitter smile.

It requires too much energy.

And these are all good things.

One wolf fang pendant and four corpse beads—just these two items alone would consume more than five hundred strands of his vital energy.

Of the three types of blood essence and lifespan, lifespan is the most important, but it is also the one that will not become weak after being depleted.

  

If there is excessive loss of semen, it will cause problems.

A single grain of Blood Treasure Sand may not seem like much, but there are roughly twenty-eight grains in total.

The total is quite alarming.

However, Blood Treasure Sand can not only help him cultivate the Blood Jade Bone-Eroding Claw martial art, but it is also beneficial to Bloodwing Insects.

"Let's try to finish casting it within a month."

Spread out over a month, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Han Ping'an couldn't help but lick his lips as his gaze fell upon the [Bone-Corroding Jade Hand] at the bottom.

The reforged, perfectly formed Bone-Eating Jade Hand is probably even more astonishing than the level Li Dahe cultivated during his lifetime.

If they can be directly merged, their combat power will increase at least several times.

"The Gathering Evil Jar and the Bone-Eroding Jade Hand can come first."

Han Ping'an thought for a moment and sorted out the order in which these treasures were forged.

The next day.

The monkey slowly awoke.

A tearing pain suddenly shot through my entire body.

He struggled to his feet, and seeing the bandages covering his body, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so glad I survived."

"This should be a general store."

The monkey's eyes gleamed; though severely injured and weak, its mind was clear.

Recalling her first visit to the general store, and later being rescued by Han Ping'an, she was shocked by his bizarre methods.

The decision made before falling into a coma gradually solidified.

Crunch!

"woke up."

Han Pingan pushed open the door and saw the monkey sitting upright. He smiled faintly and asked, "How are you feeling?"

The monkey forced a smile: "It's alright."

"Thank you for saving me, brother."

Han Ping'an waved his hand slightly: "I was just doing this for money. Luckily you're alive. If I hadn't happened to be passing by, even a god couldn't have saved you once Li Dahe's Blood Jade Bone-Eroding Claw power invaded your internal organs."

Li Dahe.

Blood Jade Corrodes Bone Claws.

The monkey's pupils contracted.

He actually knew all of this.

However, Li Dahe, as the elite leader of the Snake Hand Gang, and his signature methods are not secrets; a little inquiry will reveal them.

"How long was I unconscious?"

"one day."

"Wait a minute, I'll go get your things and we'll settle the bill first."

Settle accounts?

The monkey was stunned, and before it could speak, Han Ping'an had already walked out.

He looked at the wide-open door and gave a bitter smile.

This style of getting things done for money, well, it feels a bit awkward, but you know what, it actually gives people a sense of security.

soon.

Han Ping'an returned to the room with a booklet and everything the monkey had brought, including the evil-gathering jar.

"These are the medicines I bought for you yesterday. Take one more."

Han Ping'an handed over a pill.

The monkey, unsuspecting, swallowed it whole.

Han Ping'an sat down at the table, on which were the accounts he had calculated in his spare time yesterday.

Looking up at the monkey, he smiled slightly: "Silver and gold together, one hundred and eighty-seven taels, is that alright?"

"no problem."

The monkey glanced at it briefly and nodded slightly.

"I agreed at the time that I wouldn't ask for more than I should have—one hundred taels isn't unreasonable, is it?"

Compared to life, a mere hundred taels is truly not much.

The monkey shook its head.

"You said you'd give me everything here, including the money you were hiding, right?"

Upon hearing this, the monkey took a deep breath. It was him who said it.

no problem.

"That's right, compared to life, these are all external things." Although the monkey felt a little sorry for the situation, he smiled calmly.

Han Ping'an remained expressionless, lightly tapped the pen in his hand, and said calmly, "I am not someone who takes advantage of a crisis, so I will pretend I didn't hear this."

"what?"

The monkey was stunned.

don't want?

Before I could react, Han Ping'an continued, "Yesterday, before I brought you back, I was afraid you would die, so I went to the pharmacy and bought you the best medicine there, which cost over forty taels."

"After we got back, I had Ming go out and buy a lot more. You know better than I how bad your injuries are. I won't go into the value of the topical medicine and what I just gave you to swallow. All of this adds up to a hundred taels of silver. I'll just give you a hundred taels."

"The money you have is thirteen taels short."

"I, this, you..." The monkey's lips trembled twice, and he said bitterly, "Brother, you've overcharged me."

He's gone so far with the rules and regulations that he doesn't know what to say anymore.

It's better than those gangs.

The contrast between his own betrayal and this experience made him even more distressed.

Han Ping'an smiled faintly.

Judging from that reaction, it's just right.

He pointed to the many things placed to the side and continued to calculate, "Aside from being a bit hard, I really can't figure out what this broken jar is."

The monkey came to its senses and glanced at the broken jar: "This thing was thrown away in a corner of Li Dahe's house. I was in a hurry to escape and thought it might have some value, so I packed other things in it as well."

It looked like a chamber pot, with a big hole in it, and there was nothing special about it inside or out. He himself didn't think it had any value.

"Well, let's not talk about this jar."

"Twenty-eight grains of blood sand, varying in size. I examined them carefully and found they are mixed with a considerable amount of martial arts essence blood. The blood essence inside is extremely impure. The average price is four ounces per grain. What do you say?"

One pill weighs four ounces, so twenty-eight pills would weigh one hundred and twelve ounces.

Compared to the effort and cost Li Dahe expended in condensing these Blood Treasure Sands, it was undoubtedly much lower.

But the monkey replied without hesitation, "Let's go with one hundred taels."

"OK."

Han Ping'an was naturally happy to see someone lower the price.

"This severed hand can help you cultivate the Blood Jade Bone-Corroding Claw technique, but I think you should first learn about the cultivation method of this martial art."

Han Ping'an casually tossed the Blood Jade Bone-Corroding Claw booklet in front of the monkey.

The monkey reluctantly picked it up and glanced through it briefly.

He then stared at Li Dahe's severed hand and said, "One hundred taels in total."

"OK."

"Two hundred taels."

"You were unconscious at the time, so I left you outside. On the way to bring you back with Ming, we encountered many Snake Hand Gang fighters, and Ming was injured."

"Then I brought you back to settle in... You should know how much risk the grocery store would take if the Snake Hand Gang found out about all this."

Han Pingan put down his notebook and stared intently at the monkey.

"I won't let you owe any more money. These things are valued at two hundred taels. I'll take the shop, and we'll be even."

"That makes perfect sense."

The monkey couldn't find a single fault with it.

The other party refused your gift. After settling the bill, although you lost everything and were penniless, it was nothing compared to what the general store had given you.

he lived.

It's safe for now.

"That's good."

You have to leave tomorrow.

Han Ping'an stood up and smiled.

"What?"

The monkey's expression changed drastically, aggravating its wounds, and it couldn't help but gasp.

But he couldn't care less about any of that at the moment.

"Brother, I'll die if I go out like this."

"Could you let me stay here a little longer? I swear, I still have about a hundred taels hidden outside. I know it's not enough, but I really don't have any more money."

"I can stay and work; I'll do anything, even murder and arson. I have mid-stage Bone Refining cultivation; I can even work odd jobs at a general store."

The monkey looked at Han Ping'an pleadingly.

Odd jobs?

Doing odd jobs in the mid-stage of Bone Refinement is actually quite a luxury.

Han Ping'an remained expressionless, but he was already on the verge of bursting into laughter.

Hooked.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid that won't work."