Chapter 794 - 422: No Matter Who Causes Trouble, the West State Boss Will Kill Them!

Chapter 794: Chapter 422: No Matter Who Causes Trouble, the West State Boss Will Kill Them!

Inside the warehouse door.

Bai Mo was still reading the story of "Marquis Qing Yue was Deceived".

Suddenly, three fox heads popped out from his arms; they were Bai Liandan’Er, Small and Big Eyes, and Butterfly Knot. They had finished handling the herb storage and ran to their master’s arms to read the documents together with him.

Bai Mo patted their chubby heads and continued to read with a smile.

[After returning to the Pill Palace, the Marquis sulked for nine days and nights.]

[During these nine days and nights, she stayed behind closed doors, and even ate much less than usual.]

[On the tenth day, she called for a meeting with all the Sequence Five and above Immortals in the Pill Palace to discuss this time’s deception.]

[She said that when she first met, the elixir-selling Immortal visited her, wearing tattered clothes and looking desolate, claiming he was treasure hunting in the mountains, having endured countless dangers, and accidentally found this bottle of Hundred Grain Pill, unsure of its authenticity. He came to find the Marquis, having heard she once held the Celestial Law, was of high moral character, upright and noble, wouldn’t lie, let alone seize and plunder, to authenticate this pill.]

Huh?

Is there really such a storyline?

Bai Mo frowned slightly, roughly imagining back then when Marquis Qing Yue heard someone praise her as "of high moral character" and "upright and noble," she probably maintained a straight face, but internally was overjoyed, floating with pride.

[The Marquis personally appraised it as a top-grade Water Image Pill, each grain being over fifty years old.]

Did she personally appraise it?

Wouldn’t that dispel more doubts?

[The elixir-selling Immortal further claimed that being only Sequence Six, he wasn’t strong enough and feared he couldn’t protect the Hundred Grain Pill, willing to sell them to the Marquis at sixty percent of the price.]

This reason is indeed quite reasonable too.

[The Marquis gladly agreed, generously emptied all her remaining money to buy ten grains of pills.]

[What depressed the Marquis the most was that she even enlisted some of her old friends, pooled money together to help this elixir-selling Immortal, to collectively relieve his worries and difficulties, seizing this opportunity for profit.]

[She and a few friends bought thirty-three Water Image Pills.]

[The elixir-selling Immortal left with the remaining sixty-seven grains, expressed his gratitude with tears, bowed thrice to the Marquis.]

[He agreed to reserve the remaining sixty-seven pills for the Marquis to purchase.]

[He left the Marquis his contact address, welcoming her to find him anytime.]

[The Marquis even gave him some money for travel expenses, then proudly sent him off.]

Bai Mo held a Copper Plate, rubbing the words engraved on it, pondering as he did so.

"This elixir-selling Immortal is quite... professional.

"Marquis Qing Yue is indeed rather naive... kind-hearted and virtuous!"

The three foxes nestled in their master’s embrace, heads pressed against his chest, looked up.

"Ow?"

"Meow?"

Why did Master suddenly make such a major U-turn in his words?

But then, that Bronze Mask appeared out of nowhere, floating in the air, and gave a satisfied smile hearing Bai Mo’s evaluation of the Marquis.

Bai Mo beamed with a grin.

He continued to sift through a pile of Copper Plates, just delivered by Quanquan Hu.

He wanted to see the follow-up on this matter... After all, Marquis Qing Yue had once held the Celestial Law, and was no stranger to counterfeit, how could she be so easily deceived? That didn’t make sense!

After rummaging through them, he finally found the follow-up.

[An ancient saying goes: walk the night road too often, and you’re bound to meet ghosts.]

[During her time in charge of the Celestial Law, the Marquis had dealt with countless Chai Bai Immortals.]

Chai Bai Immortals?

Chai Bai Society?

Means swindlers, right?

[The Marquis said, over a thousand years, she had seen fake pills that only had an outer appearance, able to swindle rural peasants.]

[Decades later, she saw fake pills with real color, aroma, and taste, able to fool Sequence Eight.]

[After several more decades, she saw fake pills that could stay intact for ten days, to deceive Sequence Seven.]

[Fake pills continuously developed, and she persistently fought against them, becoming highly familiar with this path.]

[A thousand years passed, she ascended to Sequence Three, resigned from her Celestial Immortal duties, and established the Cyan Moon Pill Palace. By then, fake pills could last eighty days without collapsing, yet there were still many differences and variations from real pills, while she became an expert in discerning genuine pills from counterfeit ones, unparalleled in the vast Dan Kingdom in this regard.]

Huh?

Is there really such a theory?

Truly, those who drown are usually the ones who can swim?

If it had been someone who didn’t understand how to identify fake pills, perhaps out of fear, they would have been less likely to fall for the scam?

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

Just earlier he found the Marquis a bit naive and humorous.

After understanding the full picture, it’s hard to blame the Marquis.

This Chai Bai Immortal indeed had some skill!

They waited for fake pill technology to evolve, waiting for counterfeits to surpass the Marquis’ understanding before making a move.

They even chose someone like the Marquis, who understood fake pills, had high moral character, disdain for seizing and plundering, a bit arrogant, poor yet liked to gain small advantages, and somewhat naively good-natured, as the target of their scam.

They concocted the most logical storyline, and executed with the finest acting skills.

Layer upon layer, they calculated the Marquis into their scheme!

"Hmph, but they didn’t win completely either!

"Calculating thoroughly, they only managed to con the Marquis and her friends out of the money for thirty-three pills!

"Failing to sell all one hundred fake pills to the Marquis can be considered a small victory for her."

It’s poverty that made the Marquis keen on gaining small advantages.

It’s also poverty that prevented her losses from becoming too severe, stopping the bleeding just in time.

Woosh...

Another vehicle arrived outside, interrupting Bai Mo’s thoughts.

"Meow meow meow!"

"Ow ow ow!"

And then came Coffee Ear and Coffee Ear, each carrying a basket of chili peppers, eagerly hopping off the car, bringing them inside the hall, placing them on the table for their master to see.

"Purple Star Chili and Pink Star Chili?"

These are also two rather obscure medicinal herbs, just cultivated.

Bai Mo picked them up, examining them left and right, inspecting the color and shape, sniffing the aroma, and finally used his Divine Sense to check, confirming there were no issues.