Martial Godly Emperor

Knife-scarred Man took it suspiciously, and when he opened the bottle, a medicinal fragrance immediately spread out. The big man took a light sniff and closed his eyes as if he was enjoying the smell.

"Good, this medicine is good." I want these. Five silver per bottle, how about five bottles? "

Knife-scarred Man stared at Meng Yu, afraid that he would raise the price.

That big sized man lived his life licking blood from the blade all year round, and was able to immediately tell that the bottle of Golden Hit Powder that Meng Yu had given him was much better than the previous ones.

Meng Yu laughed, "Alright, let's do it at your price."

"Young master, my brother's ribs are broken. If this medicine is useful in the inn, I will come back to buy it!"

The large man paid the bill and hurriedly walked out.

"Young Master, if you sell this Golden Sore Medicine for 10 silver normally, you wouldn't have to worry about selling it."

The brown robed man saw that the pill was very effective, and felt his heart ache as he said this.

Meng Yu waved his hand, "This is an extremely critical period, the Bai, Ye, and Zhang families are forcing us so much, let's not bother about the gains and losses for now."

The shop assistant repeatedly agreed.

"There are still a hundred bottles of Golden Hit Powder here that increase the medicinal strength. You can sell them for five taels of silver." "Oh right, it's limited. A person can only buy two bottles at a time."

Meng Yu had a preliminary idea in his heart to save the clan's business.

The shop assistant was a little confused, but when he saw Meng Yu take out the hundred bottles of Golden Hit Powder s, his eyes lit up.

"Young master, these medicinal powder can bring back quite a few customers to the shop, and can also promote the sale of other medicines."

The shop assistant was very confident.

Meng Yu looked at the accounts book in the shop for a while before he walked out.

Walking out of the door for more than twenty meters, Meng Yu saw the Knife-scarred Man carrying a skinny man who was currently being tied up.

The petite man said to Knife-scarred Man, "Brother, there is a place on my ribs that has been healed by that medicine. It really doesn't hurt anymore. We should hurry up, otherwise, if we go too late, what if those Golden Hit Powder are sold out? I have come to the Naiyang County so many times, but this is the first time I have come across such a good healing medicine. And the price is so cheap. "

Knife-scarred Man worriedly said, "That won't do, your injuries are not completely healed yet! Right, how about this? I'll go over first, it's not too far away, you just have to follow me! "

Seeing the petite man nod his head, the Knife-scarred Man did not care anymore and rushed over to the Meng Family Workshop shop.

When they were still several meters away from the shop's entrance, his loud voice called out, "Waiter, how much of that Golden Sore Medicine from before is left?" I want to buy 20 bottles! "

"There aren't many of those medicines, Young Master told everyone to only be able to buy two bottles."

Meng Yu had already walked far away.

Every time he passed by a Meng Family Shop, Meng Yu would enter to find out more about the situation. He discovered that due to the dumping from the Bai, Ye and Zhang Clans, the turnover of these shops had dropped severely.

Meng Yu broke out in a cold sweat.

Returning to the Meng Family.

First Uncle Meng Ting had already heard of the news, so he personally came out to welcome Meng Yu and brought him back into the house.

Recently, the matter of the Meng Family had been tormenting Meng Ting, causing him to frown continuously.

Although Eldest Uncle had a very happy expression when faced with Meng Yu's return, Meng Yu could tell from his tightly knitted eyebrows that he was trying to force a smile.

"Uncle."

Meng Yu passed the remaining four hundred bottles of Storage Bag s to Meng Ting.

"This is …"

Opening it, Meng Ting was puzzled.

Then, his frown disappeared.

Her lips were trembling, and her red face looked even more like a monkey's ass from her excitement!

"Little Yu, these, these things... The quality is actually 40% better than the ones sold in our family's shop! "Which master forged this?"

Master?

The corner of Meng Yu's mouth could not help but twitch. Was he praising himself?

He knew that his uncle would ask questions about these medicines, so he had come up with an excuse.

"It was refined by an alchemist I know." However, he is a very eccentric person and won't let me reveal my name. "

Meng Yu thought that he had already pulled out two masters from thin air. One was the one who lied to Xia Ting and the other was the one who lied to his big uncle.

Meng Ting did not suspect anything.

He calmed his agitated mood and said, "You want to sell these medicines to us at Meng Family?"

"Of course it's for the clan. I just brought one hundred of them to a shop in our Meng Family for use. I feel that they can save quite a few customers. "

Hearing Meng Yu's words, Meng Ting also came back to his senses. He remembered the maid who brought Meng Yu a letter just now asking him for 500 bottles of Golden Hit Powder.

"The quality of these Golden Hit Powder are very good. As long as Eldest Uncle sells them for half the price, it would be 5 taels of silver per bottle. He would be able to win over many customers and increase the sales of the other medicines in the store."

Meng Yu said indifferently.

"Alright, alright."

Meng Ting was a businessman, he immediately understood Meng Yu's intentions. He immediately called for a few Domestic Servant and instructed them to carry out his orders.

"Little Yu. "Tomorrow is the final battle …"

"Uncle, don't worry. I will do my best not to hurt Little Yang." Meng Yu said.

"Little Yu, you're so sensible." Sigh, let me be honest with you. Meng Yang has already risen to the seventh level of the Body-refining Stage. I was afraid that Little Yang would hurt you. Although you have improved quite a bit, you still only have the Cultivation Level of the fifth floor of the Body-refining Stage. "

Meng Yu was moved in his heart. For Eldest Uncle to state Meng Yang's strength in such a way, it did not deviate from the plan and was very precious.

But from another point of view, it showed that Meng Ting was not optimistic about Meng Yu winning the battle, which was why he said that.

Meng Yang's aptitude was not bad, so he had been chosen by the Divine Pill Sect. If Meng Yang could enter the Fetal Origin Stage, under the cultivation of the Divine Pill Sect, he could at least become a first class alchemist.

"Alright, go rest." Tomorrow morning, the 'Golden Arrows' will begin. "

Meng Yu nodded and headed towards his own room.

Sitting on the bed, Meng Yu started to cultivate the [Jade Void Body-refining Spell] again.

Because Spiritual Consciousness s were cultivated in the Introspection Cave, Meng Yu and the rest of the geniuses understood the beauty of this technique.

Not only could it cultivate the body, it could also cultivate the Martial Soul, and now it could also train the Spiritual Consciousness.

Spiritual Consciousness was born from the soul, so the cultivation of Spiritual Consciousness was also in the process of cultivating soul force.

A night's time quickly passed, and on the morning of the next day, Meng Yu walked out of his room brimming with energy and vitality.

When he reached his small courtyard, he saw a few petals slowly floating down from the tree.

Meng Yu could not help but stop in his tracks, and subconsciously took out his sword and gestured.

"That doesn't seem to be the case either …" "Too slow."

So it turned out that he was using the "Flowery Dream".

Meng Yu just walked under the tree and released his Spiritual Consciousness to feel the petals floating in the wind.

He even used his sword to make gestures.

A look of infatuation appeared on his face.

Meng Yu only woke up when Little Maidservant came out to call him for breakfast.

As the time for the competition was almost up, Meng Yu headed towards the clan's Colosseum.

The Colosseum was very wide. There were large trees around it, as well as sabers, swords, axes, bows and arrows, and other weapons.

At this moment, there were already a lot of people surrounding the arena. For large matters like deciding the family's Young Lord s, many Descendant of Meng Family s would come to participate.

When they saw Meng Yu coming in, all of their gazes landed on him.

"Young Lord is here."

"I heard that he even fought Bai Feng yesterday. What a relief!"

"Who do you think will win between him and Meng Yang?"

"Of course it's Meng Yang. He is at the 7th level of the Refinement Realm. "

"I also think highly of Meng Yang."

"There are only three Spiritual Vein in Meng Yu's body, his aptitude is very ordinary, his Cultivation Level is also low. To be honest, he cannot bear the heavy responsibility of leading the clan!"

"It seems, the position of Young Lord must belong to Meng Yang."

Amongst the discussions, the majority of the Descendant of Meng Family s thought that Meng Yang would win, that he would not even be able to win ten fingers.