Chapter 595 - 605: This Expression Looks a Bit Awkward! - Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor - NovelsTime

Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Chapter 595 - 605: This Expression Looks a Bit Awkward!

Author: Draw Smoke
updatedAt: 2025-09-19

CHAPTER 595: CHAPTER 605: THIS EXPRESSION LOOKS A BIT AWKWARD!

"Mountain Master Chu, you mentioned giving me a little less, but how much less exactly?" Zhong Hong asked with a smile on his face.

"First, hand over the silver notes; it should be exactly 500,000 taels, right?" Chu Feng stared at the large stack of silver notes in Zhong Hong’s hands.

"Mountain Master Chu is truly profound and wise, it is indeed 500,000 taels here, not a single cent more or less."

As he spoke, Zhong Hong handed the silver notes to Chu Feng with both hands for him to count.

After counting, it was exactly 500,000 taels.

Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction and handed the jade pendant to Zhong Hong.

"You check first, is there any problem with this jade pendant? If there’s no problem, then this transaction is settled."

Zhong Hong took the jade pendant, scrutinized and examined it closely.

He was sure there were no problems.

"The jade pendant has no issues, I’ll take it! However, Mountain Master Chu, you just promised to take a bit less silver, but that has not been fulfilled yet!" Zhong Hong shamelessly initiated the request again.

"As I say, my words are absolute, take it!"

Chu Feng threw a piece of broken silver.

"This, this... is a bit too little..." Zhong Hong mechanically caught the piece of broken silver, completely petrified on the spot. His face was extremely bitter.

He thought he might at least get a discount of one or two thousand taels, but it turned out to be just this little bit.

Indeed it was just a little bit.

Probably less than half a cent’s worth of silver. What good is that? Enough for a cup of tea, buying two plain buns.

Chu Feng left without turning back. Once Chu Feng had walked far away, Zhong Hong finally came back to his senses, his face extremely unsightly.

"Damn it! What rubbish, only giving me half a cent’s worth of silver discount. One day I will definitely get back at you," Zhong Hong cursed as he took the jade pendant to meet Mao Wu.

Sure enough, not long after he walked out, Mao Wu suddenly appeared and stopped him.

It looked like Mao Wu had been waiting for him for a while.

"Where’s the jade pendant? Hand it over!"

Mao Wu reached out his hand demanding the jade pendant.

"Here!"

Zhong Hong’s family was still under Mao Wu’s control, so he dared not pull any tricks and handed the jade pendant honestly over to Mao Wu.

"Lord Mao, to buy this jade pendant, I’ve truly exerted all my efforts..."

Zhong Hong didn’t have other talents, but he was exceptionally eloquent, could talk the living into the dead. He could make mud seem like gold.

"Stop, enough! Others might not know you, but I, Mao, know very well what you are like. There’s no need to say more of these superficial things. Chu Feng gave you quite a silver discount, hand it over!"

Mao Wu was clearly impatient.

Now that he’s in a tight spot, and times were about to become tough, naturally, he needed to figure out every possible way to retrieve the silver.

Zhong Hong wanted to take a rebate, to cheat his silver, not in his wildest dreams.

"Uh... Lord Mao, Chu Feng didn’t give any less silver. Initially, he was not even willing to sell, I spent a lot of effort to persuade him to sell it to me," Zhong Hong hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know. Chu Feng himself promised you less silver, bring it here quickly!" Mao Wu’s expression immediately grew colder.

"You’ve been surveilling me?" Zhong Hong was shocked.

"A big transaction of 500,000 silver taels, to minimize the risk, I had someone keep an eye out, it’s no big deal." Mao Wu openly admitted. After all, the jade pendant was already in his hands, so he was not afraid of Zhong Hong causing a scene.

"Very well! Extremely good, despite my utmost loyalty to you, Mountain Master Mao, I never expected to be under your surveillance and suspicion. Here is the half a cent of silver that Chu Feng owes, take it if you want. From now on, we go our separate ways, owing nothing to each other."

Zhong Hong angrily threw that half a cent of silver.

"Where are my family members?"

"Just half a cent of silver, you’re kidding, right? Zhong Hong, do you think you can be so reckless just because I’m down on my luck? I, Mao Wu, have now obtained this jade pendant, and I will soon rise again."

"You best hand over the silver Chu Feng promised you!"

Mao Wu’s voice turned colder, filled with a threatening tone.

"I said, it’s just missing half a cent of silver, believe it or not. Where are my family members?"

"Mao Wu, you better not force me to break the net when the fish dies. You have family too, and I, Zhong Hong, am not inferior to you in doing ruthless deeds."

Zhong Hong was provoked, and with the great decline in Mao Wu’s status, he could no longer intimidate him.

The two men’s eyes clashed, carrying a killing aura. In the end, Mao Wu did not go for a mutual destruction but informed Zhong Hong that his family was safe and sound at home. This incident hardened their relationship.

A rift formed between them, and they would likely find it difficult to cooperate again in the future.

Shortly after they separated, a gray shadow flew away from the scene. It was the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King from Chu Feng.

It flew back to Chu Feng, reporting everything that had occurred here accurately to him.

After listening, Chu Feng couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.

This time, not only did he make a great profit, but he also taught Zhong Hong a lesson. By turning Zhong Hong against Mao Wu, Zhong Hong wouldn’t likely harm Chu Feng for a while.

In the future, maybe Chu Feng wouldn’t even need to take action himself, Mao Wu might just deal with Zhong Hong directly.

After getting 500,000 taels of silver, Chu Feng used this money to properly help Han Shuang and his sister, Chu Yun. Speaking of which, it has been so long since Chu Yun followed him to the Divine Martial Continent, and Chu Feng had yet to meet her.

He had only been keeping an eye on her secretly.

Chu Feng had many powerful enemies, and before he was truly powerful himself, he needed to remain patient.

He tried his best to keep his enemies from finding out about his relationship with Chu Yun.

To avoid getting her involved in any trouble.

Chu Yun was quite impressive; she had already cultivated to the Advanced Sword Master Realm. Such astonishing cultivation speed couldn’t compare to the devilish Chu Feng, but it was still very remarkable.

Additionally, it was said that her understanding of swordsmanship was also extremely outstanding.

A tiger doesn’t father a dog; Prince Jian, being a sword dao genius of his generation, naturally had children who were nothing short of excellent.

...

During this period, Qin Shan and Vice Mountain Master Qiu were waiting to see Chu Feng’s downfall. They dreamed of the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma that Chu Feng took over dying. However, after more than two months, that Ganoderma was still thriving well.

There wasn’t the slightest sign of it wilting.

"Damn it, did Chu Feng really cure it?" Qiu Gong was astonished and decided to send someone to inquire about it.

As it turned out, the people he sent reported that the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma was completely normal.

Qiu Gong was still somewhat in disbelief, so he personally ran over to check.

He was better off not looking, because upon looking, Qiu Gong was greatly shocked. He saw that the cap of the Ganoderma had sprouted some golden specks. This meant that it had not only fully recovered its vitality but was also being rapidly matured.

Changing from purple to gold, which is a sign of entering the ten-thousand-year mark.

"Yo, isn’t this Vice Mountain Master Qiu? I heard you were sick recently, are you better now? You seem free enough to stroll around here." Chu Feng smiled, walked over, and greeted Qiu Gong proactively.

"Cough... Thanks to Mountain Master Chu’s auspiciousness, my illness has indeed recovered. Just got better, and worried about the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma, so I rushed over to check it out," Qiu Gong forced a smile and said.

"Recovered? Your complexion looks terrible!" Chu Feng stared intently at Qiu Gong’s face and after looking for a while, he sternly said.

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