"Haha!" At that moment, Alchemist Huyan suddenly smiled and said, "My young friend, what are you going to use the Soul Restoring Relic for?"
Yi Yun frowned. He knew that Zuoqiu Haoyu must have transmitted something to Alchemist Huyan. They were friends and, with Zuoqiu Haoyu stirring trouble in the background, it was unlikely that this sale would go through.
"Alchemist Huyan, you are only selling the pill. There should be no need for you to know why I'm buying the pill. You offered a price of 550,000 and I'm willing to accept it."
With Xie'er in danger, Yi Yun could only suppress his emotions. However, Alchemist Huyan stroked his beardless chin without responding. There was a teasing smile on his face.
Yi Yun took a deep breath and asked, "Alchemist Huyan, are you going back on your word?"
Yi Yun tried his best not to appear anxious to prevent the duo from catching on. However, how could Yi Yun not be anxious? If this dragged on, Xie'er’s condition would only get worse.
"Going back on my word? Are you questioning me?" Alchemist Huyan's expression sank slightly. "I'm an alchemist. I decide who I sell my pills to. I am free to do so. Whoever buys my pills, be they an overlord or Elder from a mighty faction, should they not all treat me courteously!?"
Yi Yun's heart sank. Judging by his tone, he clearly wasn't going to let go of the medicine easily. He was going to take every opportunity to make things difficult for Yi Yun. Yi Yun paused for a moment before replying, "I had heard from City Lord Qin and Fairy Wuxia that an alchemist from Heaven Bestowing Medicinal Clinic can refine Soul Restoring Relics, which is why I'm here to buy one."
As Yi Yun spoke, he waved the blood-red jade slip in his hand. It had City Lord Qin's mark on it, which could not be faked.
"Oh? City Lord Qin?" Alchemist Huyan’s brow raised slightly. He could tell that Yi Yun was using City Lord Qin's name to pressure him. If it were only Yi Yun, he could toy with the punk as he wished. But if City Lord Qin was involved, he needed to be more careful.
Zuoqiu Haoyu had informed him of Yi Yun's background with a voice transmission. Zuoqiu Haoyu had Yi Yun investigated, and found that he had just arrived in Myriad City. So it was impossible for him to be very close to City Lord Qin.
If City Lord Qin wanted to buy the Soul Restoring Relic, he wouldn’t send a junior who had nothing to do with him in his place. The only possibility was that Yi Yun wanted to buy it for himself, and had borrowed City Lord Qin's Myriad Runes.
But why would City Lord Qin lend him so many Myriad Runes?
At that moment, Zuoqiu Haoyu suddenly burst into laughter. "Brother, you are impressive! You actually got Fairy Wuxia to request Myriad Runes from City Lord Qin on your behalf. Your freeloader skills are truly out of this world. How impressive! How very impressive!"
Zuoqiu Haoyu mocked as his eyes looked cold.
He had gone to great efforts to send precious gifts and repeated invites to Fairy Youqin and Fairy Wuxia, but to no avail. Then came Yi Yun, who gave no gifts, but still ended up freeloading from Fairy Wuxia. He never expected that Fairy Wuxia would treat such a person better than him.
How could Zuoqiu Haoyu tolerate this?
"It looks like you have quite a good relationship with Fairy Wuxia. In that case, help me ask Fairy Wuxia out and this Soul Restoring Relic will be sold to you," Zuoqiu Haoyu said nonchalantly.
Yi Yun's eyes flashed. Zuoqiu Haoyu was insatiable, and his requests were getting more and more out of hand.
Although he did have a good relationship with Princess White Fox, that was all it was. He could not agree to such a request on her behalf.
Zuoqiu Haoyu wore a sinister smile. He also knew that his request was excessive. He was only doing it to mock Yi Yun and teach him a lesson. He wanted to let Yi Yun know that a warrior like him was nothing in Myriad City.
As for him, he had both social connections and power. With but a few words, he could make Yi Yun suffer terribly.
Zuoqiu Haoyu suspected that, since Yi Yun was willing to borrow Myriad Runes from City Lord Qin to buy the Soul Restoring Relic, he needed it desperately. He was deliberately making things difficult for Yi Yun in order to agitate him.
"Sigh, Young Master Haoyu, there's no need to go so far." Alchemist Huyan smiled and said, "Since they are Myriad Runes borrowed from City Lord Qin, I'll take his offer into consideration. Let's do it this way. I heard from Young Master Haoyu that you had some differences with him. Just apologize now and it will be settled. 900,000 runes and the Soul Restoring Relic is yours."
Yi Yun sneered. What a rip off. Forget the apology. Even if he did apologize, he was unable to produce 900,000 runes.
"Why? Do you not have enough runes?" Zuoqiu Haoyu could naturally tell that the jade slip in Yi Yun's hand held the maximum of 800,000 Myriad Runes. "Hehe, are the runes you borrowed not enough? It's fine. How about this: if you slap yourself, I'll save you 10,000 runes per slap. You save the more slaps you deliver. Hahaha."
Zuoqiu Haoyu laughed out loud, his laughter roaring wantonly. He was extremely delighted. This was the benefit of power and status. What could one do when they’re bullied by someone who can control the situation?
He knew that Yi Yun was fairly talented. Such a person was likely proud, and that was precisely why he felt a sense of accomplishment in repressing him.
He wanted to make Yi Yun so upset that he vomited blood. He wanted Yi Yun to know that he was like an ant in front of him that needed to lower its head.
Yi Yun clenched his fists before slowly relaxing them. It was not easy to refine Soul Restoring Relics. Furthermore, the refinement took up to two days, with copious amounts of herbs that were prepared beforehand. These herbs were also difficult to gather. With Ling Xie'er in critical danger, he didn’t have the time to try and make a Soul Restoring Relic himself.
Yi Yun was mentally prepared to tolerate anything, as long as the other party did not go overboard. However, with the situation developing to this point, there was no way he could simply nod along.
Yi Yun took a deep breath and steeled his heart. He looked up again with eyes as cold as ice. He said to Alchemist Huyan, "Since you do not want to sell the Soul Restoring Relic, you best use it to buy yourself a coffin!"
Alchemist Huyan's face turned blue. He never expected a junior like Yi Yun would dare to speak that way to him, a Supremacy alchemist.
"And you." Yi Yun turned his head toward Zuoqiu Haoyu. "I advise you to acquire some good pills while you are still dizzy with success. Otherwise, your family clan might abandon you like a wretch when you get completely crippled in the future. When that time comes, you will not have the money to buy any pills."
Zuoqiu Haoyu laughed in response. Yi Yun was only an ant but he dared to make such audacious threats.
"If this wasn't a merchant store, I'm afraid you wouldn’t be walking out of here alive, much less seeing me another day." Zuoqiu Haoyu's voice turned cold as he said the last part of his sentence. He wanted to kill Yi Yun, but fighting was banned in Myriad City's merchant stores. Any violations of this rule brought punishment from every faction in Myriad City.
"I was going to say the same thing. Many are the years to come. I'll remember what happened today."
After Yi Yun said that, he turned and left.
Zuoqiu Haoyu saw Yi Yun's figure flash as he appeared by Heaven Bestowing Medicinal Clinic's exit. Yi Yun stepped out of the door without any hesitation, making Zuoqiu Haoyu's expression change slightly.
Did he read him wrong? Yi Yun wasn't determined to obtain the Soul Restoring Relic?
Alchemist Huyan frowned as well. "Young Master Haoyu, didn't you say in your voice transmission that this punk would purchase the Soul Restoring Relic at any cost? And that I should increase the price as I wish in order to rip him off?"
Having lost this business, Alchemist Huyan felt somewhat displeased. Although it wasn't difficult to sell Soul Restoring Relics, they were sold at 500,000 runes most of the time. Alchemist Huyan felt that if he had offered 800,000 runes, Yi Yun would have agreed to it. He could have earned an additional 300,000 runes. Even though he was rich, he could not ignore that tidy sum of money. But now, Yi Yun had left.
"Master Huyan, why fret over this tiny loss? I, Zuoqiu Haoyu, never mistreat my friends. The bit you lost today will be earned back through my Myriad Immortal Pavilion." Zuoqiu Haoyu said unhappily. He was certain that he could subdue Yi Yun today and trample on him as well. He never expected Yi Yun to be so decisive as to directly leave.
However, Zuoqiu Haoyu believed that Yi Yun would definitely suffer a great loss if he did not buy the Soul Restoring Relic. In some sense, it was a consolation.
"If Young Master Haoyu says so, I'll not speak further about it. However, for this punk to offend me and spew those arrogant words of me keeping the Soul Restoring Relic to buy my coffin, there is no way I'm letting him off easy. As long as he dares to stay in Myriad City, I'll definitely prevent him from living peacefully."
Alchemist Huyan's alchemy skills were superb. He was treated as an honored guest by various large factions in Myriad City, as they all vied for his favor. He had never been subject to the scoldings of a junior.
"Hmph, even if you do nothing, I will definitely not let him survive." Zuoqiu Haoyu touched his interspatial ring. All these years, no one that offended him ended up living happily.
As for City Lord Qin, he wasn't very afraid of him either. Yi Yun had no real relationship with City Lord Qin. Furthermore, the Myriad City Lord and the various major factions in Myriad Divine Territory kept each other in check. As long as one did not openly break the rules, no one would shed the pretenses of cordiality.