Qing Shan Shop main hall.
Upon hearing the outcome of the conflict, Ma Lixing couldn't help but stand up from his chair and ask the person in front of him, "What did you say? Are you saying that Wei Ping cut off Niu Meng's wrist with a single slash? Niu Meng has been disabled?"
"Yes, big boss, I saw it with my own eyes."
A young sect member said, "As you expected, Niu Meng relied on his strength and the backing of Boss Niu Dashan to take the initiative to drive Wei Ping away. But he didn't expect Wei Ping's strength to be far stronger than he imagined."
"That Wei Ping's swordsmanship is really amazing! I only saw the flash of the blade, and Niu Meng's hand was sliced. The conflict lasted only a few breaths before ending with Wei Ping's complete victory!"
Thinking of Wei Ping's appearance when he swung his knife, the young sect member couldn't help but show admiration.
Majestic!
Really majestic!
If he had Wei Ping's strength, he wouldn't have to be just a lackey running errands and gathering information. He could eat and drink as much as he wanted.
"I got it! You can go down!"
Ma Lixing waved his hand to let the younger sect member leave, but the look of shock on his face was still hard to dissipate.
Niu Dashan, aka "Mad Bull", is Ma Lixing's good brother for many years. Not only is he strong, but he also dares to fight and kill, so he has made a name for himself in Qingshan Town in recent years.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Mad Bull is Ma Lixing's, right-hand man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have entrusted both the market and the gambling house to Crazy Bull to manage, allowing him to manage two businesses at the same time.
However, in recent years, Mad Bull has become more and more arrogant, taking advantage of Ma Lixing's trust.
If it was just a little arrogance, Ma Lixing could tolerate it, after all, they were old friends.
But Mad Bull has a very bad habit, which is to like to place his relatives and friends in the stalls to work.
This is undoubtedly digging at Ma Lixing's foundation.
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If everyone in the market is from Mad Bull's family, can Ma Lixing still have a say in the market?
Niu Meng is one of the most outstanding members of the family, having successfully cultivated the art of tendons refinement and becoming a martial warrior.
Therefore, Mad Bull intends to make him a small leader and take over the market!
However, there are only five or six small leaders in Qing Shan's Shop. If Mad Bull takes two of them directly, what can Ma Lixing do?
Therefore, Ma Lixing has always disagreed with Mad Bull's proposal.
Until now, Wei Ping has arrived!
Ma Lixing's expectation was for Wei Ping to have a conflict with Niu Meng, as long as Wei Ping did not lose too badly.
Then Ma Lixing would naturally come forward to support Wei Ping, punish Niu Meng for his wrongdoing, and kick him out of the market.
But unexpectedly, Wei Ping performed too well, exceeding Ma Lixing's expectations.
Not only did he firmly establish himself as the person in charge of the market, but he also disabled one of Niu Meng's hands.
As a result, Niu Meng was disabled, Mad Bull lost a valuable member of his family and his influence was greatly reduced.
"He is truly a remarkable figure, as even Elder Meng Hongzhou approves of him!"
Ma Lixing exclaimed.
However, thinking of Mad Bull's temper, Ma Lixing quickly stood up and rushed with his subordinates to Mad Bull's gambling stall.
Niu Dashan's nickname of "Mad Bull" was not given for no reason. He had a very explosive temper.
Now, his nephew's hand has been cut off. How could he just let it go?
At this moment, Ma Lixing must protect Wei Ping!!!
And in Qing Shan's Shop, the only one who can suppress Mad Bull is Ma Lixing, the big leader at the Refining Organs Stage.
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In the town, Wei Ping sat in his chair, casually flipping through the account book, but his heart was always tense, and his knife never left his hand.
After waiting for over an hour, and not seeing Mad Bull coming to trouble him, Wei Ping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It seems that Ma Lixing helped me wipe my butt!"
Wei Ping exhaled a breath, "Fortunately, he didn't completely use me as a tool!"
Although Wei Ping was a bit confused before the incident, he quickly figured out the cause and effect afterward.
In this situation, he was completely used by Ma Lixing, becoming his knife.
But now it seems that Ma Lixing probably pressed down on Mad Bull, preventing him from coming to look for Wei Ping.
Otherwise, Wei Ping's escape would have been inevitable!
With Wei Ping's current strength, even if faced with a mid-stage Tendons Refining Realm warrior, he would be hard to defeat. With his beginner's Shadowless Blade technique, even a late-stage Tendons Refining Realm warrior would probably not be able to take him down easily.
However, Wei Ping learned from the mouths of the town's small sect members that Niu Dashan was a peak Tendons Refining Realm practitioner, and his swordsmanship was not weak at all.
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If Wei Ping were to face Mad Bull, his defeat would be a guaranteed.
"Big Brother Wei Ping, do you want me to read the accounts in the book for you?"
Seeing Wei Ping pretending to flip through the accounts, a little brother hesitated for a long time before finally approaching to offer his services.
In this little brother's view, Wei Ping was born a beggar and certainly couldn't read or understand accounting books, but he could only pretend to "understand" in order to save face.
Unfortunately, the characters in this world were not much different from those in ancient Blue Star, and Wei Ping could still understand them for the most part.
"No need!"
At these words, Wei Ping snapped the book shut and pointed at the little brother. "Take me to the market!"
"Okay, Big Brother Wei Ping!"
Led by the little brother, Wei Ping finally entered the market.
In the market, there were as many as thirty or fifty stalls, most of which sold animal skins and herbs.
Wei Ping had no interest in animal skins or meat.
Instead, he was attracted to all sorts of exotic herbs, as he knew that when combined with certain herbs that nourish and refine the body, it could greatly speed up a warrior's cultivation progress.
According to rumors, some of the children of wealthy and influential families had been eating precious herbs as their meals since childhood, so even at a young age, their cultivation level was astonishing and far beyond Wei Ping's.
As Wei Ping passed by various herb stalls, the vendors all nodded and bowed with "smiles" on their faces.
Because of Wei Ping's conflict with Niu Meng, the people in the market had all seen it.
At the same time, they also knew Wei Ping's identity, as the new spokesperson in the market, wouldn't it be necessary to curry favor?
After all, their livelihoods were in Wei Ping's hands!
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Unfortunately, there aren't many precious medicinal herbs on the market. Most of them are common herbs like Angelica and Astragalus, occasionally you can see some low-grade Ginseng.
"Hmm? What kind of herb is this?" Suddenly, Wei Ping stopped in front of a tall, skinny, and messy middle-aged man.
His gaze was attracted by a green grass with faint golden patterns on its leaves.
To be precise, it wasn't Wei Ping who was interested in this herb. It was the mantis avatar that became excited after noticing this herb from Wei Ping's point of view, and couldn't help but want to claim it as its own.
"Ah? Wei... boss Wei!" Seeing Wei Ping stop in front of his stall, the messy middle-aged man couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Zeng Laomao, boss Wei, is asking you a question, hurry up and answer!" Wei Ping's follower behind him immediately slapped the messy middle-aged man's head.
Zeng Laomao shrank his neck and quickly responded, "boss Wei, this is Golden Striped Grass. Not only can it consolidate the foundation and cultivate the primordial spirit, but it can also strengthen the body and bones. If you want it, please take it. Consider it as my gift to you!"
Although he spoke boldly, Zeng Laomao didn't extend his hand too far, indicating that he wasn't really sincere in giving it away.
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He was just trying to please Wei Ping due to the situation.
"Golden Striped Grass?"
Wei Ping raised his eyebrows and took the herb, examining it carefully in his hand.
Seeing this, Zeng Laomao couldn't help but stiffen.
From the looks of it, this Golden Striped Grass was probably really "given" away by himself!
Seeing that Wei Ping seemed really interested in this herb, Zeng Laomao quickly continued, saying, "Boss Wei, this is a gift from Zeng Laomao to you. If you like it, just take it, so as not to hurt Zeng Laomao's heart!"
Then, Zeng Laomao laughed more ugly than crying, saying, "Yes, yes, yes, Wei Boss, if you like it, just take it!"
The surrounding vendors were already used to this.
As managers of the market, how could they not take advantage of small things like this?
Dare not to give?
Believe it or not, I'll teach you how to be a person!
"How much does this Golden Striped Grass cost? I'll buy it!"
After Wei Ping accepted the Golden Striped Grass, he looked towards Zeng Laomao.
Zeng Laomao could only say that he was giving the Golden Striped Grass as a gift to Wei Ping.
Zeng Laomao had some understanding of this matters.
But to everyone's surprise, Wei Ping said sternly, "As the one in charge of the market, I must lead by example in following the market's rules. I don't care if you used to give me gifts or not, but from now on, as long as you pay your taxes on time, anyone who still wants you to give them gifts, just tell me. I'll take care of it!"
After speaking, Wei Ping's subordinates behind him couldn't help but shudder.
The vendors in the market, on the other hand, seemed to be thinking something over.
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They did not refute it, but they would not easily believe Wei Ping's words.
However, one thing was certain: Wei Ping was indeed different from the previous Niu Meng.
In the end, Wei Ping spent three hundred copper coins to buy the Golden Striped Grass at a slightly lower price than the market price.
After obtaining the Golden Striped Grass, Wei Ping found an excuse to leave when he saw that the market did not require his constant attention, and hurried to the Dàqīng Mountains.
And in the dense forest at the edge of Big Qing Mountains, the praying mantis clone had been waiting for a long time!