Chapter 873: Lin Yanyu's Background

Lin Yanyu was somewhat surprised. When he had done business with Jiang Chen before, he'd simply thought this young "Fellow Daoist Huang" was extremely domineering — probably the scion of some great clan, with all the haughty airs that came with it.

People like that might toss you a few coins on a whim, but they would absolutely never stand up for you. Because they simply couldn't be bothered!

Yet Jiang Chen's actions had caught Lin Yanyu completely off guard.

Still, he clearly wasn't willing to drag an innocent person into his own mess. He walked over to Jiang Chen and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang, just forget about it. I don't need those pills anymore. If they won't pay, then so be it — I won't be getting rich anyway."

Jiang Chen let out a cold snort. "Since I've stepped in, you'll take them whether you want to or not."

Domineering!

Even the onlookers watching the spectacle thought this young cultivator had to be out of his mind. The actual party involved had already given up, and he was still playing the hero? Did he really think he was the lord of this place, some undefeated powerhouse?

Some of the spectators would have loved nothing more than for the Yanshan Six Wolves to fly into a rage and start a life-or-death battle right then and there. The messier the fight, the better — a few dead bodies at the end would be ideal. They could enjoy the show and eliminate some competitors at the same time.

But to everyone's surprise, the Yanshan Six Wolves — notorious for their ruthlessness — were remarkably restrained today. That white-haired elder clearly had a flash of killing intent cross his face, yet he suppressed it, and even kept his companions from making any rash moves.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, is it? Truly, heroes emerge from the young. So young, yet so bold. It seems you have quite the remarkable background. You must have grand ambitions entering the Wilderness this time. I'll give you face this once."

The white-haired elder raised his hand and tossed a storage ring to Lin Yanyu. "Kid, keep your eyes open next time. If you come peddling pills to us, the Yanshan Six Wolves, again, we won't be this polite."

He actually paid?

The sight left every single onlooker dumbstruck.

The white-haired elder, however, kept an expressionless face as he regarded Jiang Chen coolly. "We, the Yanshan Six Wolves, always settle our debts. Today I'm giving you face — not because I'm afraid of you, but so you remember. You've already offended the Yanshan Six Wolves. Once we leave the Wilderness, we'll settle this score once and for all."

The implication was clear: right now, they needed to press into the Wilderness, and there was no point in both sides suffering losses and letting others reap the benefits.

Jiang Chen shrugged, looking entirely unconcerned. "I hope you make it out alive. And a word of advice — the Eight Treasure Anti-Curse Pills are the real deal. If you don't want to go in there and die from poisoning, you'd better take them."

These words, of course, weren't meant for the Yanshan Six Wolves at all — they were Jiang Chen's way of advertising for Lin Yanyu.

It had to be said, human nature was strange like that: people bullied the weak and feared the strong. Jiang Chen's domineering, hotheaded style had even given the Yanshan Six Wolves pause, let alone the ordinary rogue cultivators.

Sure enough, before long, people started coming to Lin Yanyu on their own to buy the pills. Two hundred thousand Spirit Stones — quite a few of those who had made it here could afford that price. It was, indeed, very fair.

In less than half a shi-chen, all the Eight Treasure Anti-Curse Pills that no one had touched before were completely sold out.

There had been a full fifty or sixty of them. Before meeting Jiang Chen, Lin Yanyu had been peddling them for days and hadn't sold a single one.

The reason was simple: nobody trusted him, and nobody wanted to be the first to take the risk.

Now that Jiang Chen had been the first to take the plunge, and the Yanshan Six Wolves had bought some too, everyone else was eager to jump in. After all, entering the Wilderness was fraught with danger — spending two hundred thousand for some peace of mind was perfectly reasonable.

Some of the top-tier powerhouses might have their own powerful anti-poison pills on hand, but not every ordinary rogue cultivator was so well-prepared.

In the end, it turned into a scramble to buy.

Even the Ghost Cave Five Friends purchased five pills. But this time they behaved themselves, paid in full without pulling any tricks.

Clearly, having been put in their place by Jiang Chen, the Ghost Cave Five Friends were considerably more docile. They were also afraid of holding a grudge, hoping this pill purchase would serve as a signal of reconciliation toward Jiang Chen — an admission that they, the Ghost Cave Five Friends, couldn't match him, feared him, and that buying pills from his friend was a show of respect.

Selling out all the Eight Treasure Anti-Curse Pills in half a shi-chen left Lin Yanyu somewhat dazed. Holding ten to twenty million in pill revenue, he had suddenly become a wealthy man.

The cost of producing these pills wasn't actually that high. At two hundred thousand per pill, the profit margin was enormous. One could say that on this trip, minus costs, he had earned at least ten million Spirit Stones.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, thank you for your righteous help just now. I, Lin, am deeply grateful. I still have a few more pills — please accept them as a token of my appreciation."

Lin Yanyu truly was the kind of person who never took advantage of others. A favor given must be a favor returned.

Jiang Chen waved his hand. "No need."

Lin Yanyu fell silent. He couldn't quite read Jiang Chen's domineering manner and wanted to cultivate a friendship, but feared that Jiang Chen might find him disagreeable.

He lingered awkwardly in place, pacing back and forth.