Myriad-realm Stat Point System

1There were two people arguing, one skinny, a brown-robed middle-aged man, and it was obvious he wasn't rich or powerful.     4

    

The other was the shopkeeper who opened the pill refining room here. Beside the shopkeeper were two other waiters as assistants, and they pointed and pointed at the thin middle-aged man in brown robes.    

    

The problem that both sides were arguing about was whether or not the two inch long Flood Dragon Blood Grass in the brown robed middle-aged man's hand was given to him by the manager.    

    

The Flood Dragon Blood Grassland originally grew where the Flood Dragon was, and there were occasionally Flood Dragons that were injured and stained with blood. It would only appear after a long period of time. Later on, the alchemist were inspired by this and picked up the seed of the Flood Dragon's Blood Grass. It was watered with Strange Beast blood that contained the bloodline of a Flood Dragon, although it was not as effective as the original Flood Dragon Blood Grass. The medicinal properties of the Medicinal Pill he refined were completely sufficient.    

    

The Flood Dragon Blood Grass that was watered with the Strange Beast's blood would be watered once a year, and it would grow an inch every ten years.    

    

What the brown robed middle-aged man needed was the thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass. It should be three inches long, but for some reason, what he held in his hand was the two inch long Flood Dragon Blood Grass...    

    

According to the shopkeeper of the pill refining room, what he gave the brown robed middle-aged man was not only thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass, but also close to forty years. In other words, it was very likely that it was already three inches long and close to four inches long.    

    

So, how did this business of handing over the goods with one hand come to a dispute?    

    

After Su Ze and Old Man Wanshou listened for a moment, they finally understood. The brown robed middle-aged man's name was Ruan Fengshan. It was a Soul Separation Stage alchemist, and what could be refined was also an Out-of-body Pill. The Out-of-body Pill he refined was not only for his own use. It would also be sold to others. And the Flood Dragon Blood Grass was one of the main ingredients to refine the Out-of-body Pill.    

    

The reason why both parties had a dispute was that Ruan Fengshan and the manager of the pill refining room had already traded medicinal ingredients for more than ten times. Both parties were relatively well-informed and had not checked the medicinal ingredients in person several times.    

    

Ruan Fengshan said that it was only this time that he saw the problem with the Flood Dragon Blood Grass. There had never been such a thing before.    

    

The manager of the pill refining room also made sense about it. "Many of the medicinal ingredients that I have traded before have never been counterfeited. Why would I cheat you with a single Flood Dragon Blood Grass this time? Furthermore, if I lied to you, why would I give you twenty years worth of Flood Dragon Blood Grass? Wouldn't it be better if I didn't give you anything?"    

    

Ruan Fengshan didn't know how to respond to these words. He shouted, "Anyway, what I saw was this Flood Dragon Blood Grass!"    

    

"What our shop gave you is definitely not this Flood Dragon Blood Grass. You can come back after you leave the shop and say that it was our shop that gave you the herbs that you didn't meet the requirements. If this is the beginning, I don't know how many people will come to our shop to extort money from us in the future." The Alchemy House's shopkeeper said.    

    

The alchemist Ruan Fengshan patted his chest and said, "I came out of your shop and went back to the inn. I just came back to the inn to take a look at the Flood Dragon Blood Grass and came back in less than fifteen minutes. How could I be here to extort money?"    

    

The manager of the alchemy room smiled coldly and did not speak. A waiter beside him shouted, "If you are deliberately doing this, who would know? Perhaps you already prepared the two-inch-long Flood Dragon Blood Grass, then put away our Flood Dragon Blood Grass and come back to extort us!"    

    

Ruan Fengshan's face turned red and he was very angry. "How could I be like this? How could I be like this? If it wasn't for the fact that this cauldron of Medicinal Pill was in such a hurry, I wouldn't have insisted on arguing with you. Manager Wang, we have traded many times. Please give me the thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass!"    

    

Manager Wang said coldly," How can we be responsible for this spiritual herb leaving our shop? If you walk on the street, the Flood Dragon Blood Grass will fall and be trampled on along the way. Then we have to compensate you once? "    

    

"It doesn't matter if you accidentally messed up this Flood Dragon Blood Grass or if you deliberately came here to extort it. In short, you won't return it even if you leave the shop."    

    

When he saw Ruan Fengshan's anxious look of wanting to cry, he said again, "There's also a compromise. We will collect the 20-year-old Flood Dragon Blood Grass in your hands, and you will pay another 1000 taels of silver. I'll sell you a thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass according to the market price. How about this?"    

    

Ruan Fengshan said, "I sold the Flood Dragon Blood Grass before using the Medicinal Pill silver that others gave me in advance. How can I have any more money with me now?"    

    

When Manager Wang heard this, he could not help but click his tongue and shake his head. "At your level, there are really not many people who can still make money without any extra income. Your wife's illness still needs you to rely on thousands of silver a month to save her life?"    

    

"That's right!" Ruan Fengshan gritted his teeth and said, "You should know that I will not use this kind of thing to extort money! That Flood Dragon Blood Grass is indeed twenty years old, not thirty years!"    

    

Manager Wang shook his head slightly. "That's not right. I saw with my own eyes that a three-inch-long Flood Dragon Blood Grass was placed into a medicine box. That Flood Dragon Blood Grass has been there for thirty-seven years, and it will grow to four inches in another three years."    

    

"No matter how difficult your family's situation is, there might be some other hidden secrets, or perhaps you really need thirty years of Flood Dragon Blood Grass urgently. However, our pill refining room has indeed given you the Flood Dragon Blood Grass, so it's impossible for you to break the rules."    

    

He paused for a moment, then looked at Ruan Fengshan sincerely. "You and I have made more than one transaction. This time, an accident occurred, or perhaps it is the will of heaven. You might as well let go of this opportunity and focus on becoming a rich and specialized alchemist. Your wife has been under your care for twenty years. This is also fate between the two of you. "    

    

Ruan Fengshan's eyes turned red. "This is absolutely impossible! Manager Wang, please help me. I really haven't seen the thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass! "    

    

Shopkeeper Wang's expression also turned cold. "If you listen to my compromise, we still have some face for each other. I can't refuse to give you the friendship of the old customer. I'm willing to lend you five hundred taels of silver even if it's a thousand taels of silver. If you find someone to help you, you can still get a thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass in the end."    

    

"If you insist that our pill refining room doesn't give you a thirty year old Flood Dragon Blood Grass, then you won't have any face at all. Please leave this place. This logic makes sense no matter where we go! "    

    

When Ruan Fengshan heard this, not only did he not rejoice, he even revealed a look of despair.    

    

After all these years of borrowing from all directions, how could there be any friends who could borrow silver and silver? For the sake of his wife who was seriously ill at home, he had already borrowed money from all his friends to offend them.    

    

Five hundred taels of silver, he really could not gather it in a hurry.    

    

Furthermore, when would such a day come to an end?    

    

He also liked his wife now. Every time he worked for her, he was willing to do so.    

    

But even so, the feeling of exhaustion always followed him like a shadow. Sometimes, after refining pills, he felt that part of his life would be lost forever.    

    

He didn't know if it was because he overworked himself and lost his lifespan. He only knew that he didn't dare to stop, nor could he stop. It was just that he was very tired.    

    

How could a person like me risk my life to support her? How long can I support her?