"Brother Lin, right?
You're indeed a young hero.
So young and so temperamental.
It seems that Brother Lin has an extraordinary background.
You must be quite ambitious in entering the Nether Isles this time, right?
Forget it!
I'll give you some face. "
The Black Dragon Saint waved his hand and threw a storage stone to Gan Qing. He shouted coldly, "Brat, open your eyes in the future. The next time you try to sell potions to me, I won't be so easy to talk to."
He gave money?
This scene left all the onlookers dumbfounded.
The Black Dragon Saint was expressionless as he looked at Menglin indifferently.
"I, the Black Dragon Saint, will definitely take revenge. I'm giving you face today not because I'm afraid of you, but because I want you to remember.
When we leave the Nether Isles, we'll settle this score. "
What he meant was that if they wanted to enter the Nether Isles now, there was no need to make both sides suffer and let others take advantage of them.
"Hehe!"
Menglin was still smiling evilly. Menglin shrugged with an indifferent expression.
"I hope you can come out safely and alive. By the way, let me remind you that the Masculine Foot Potion is still genuine.
If you don't want to die from poisoning, refine the potion. "
These words were naturally not for the Black Dragon Saint, but to advertise for Gan Qing.
It had to be said that some fellows had such strange personalities, bullying the kind and fearing the evil.
Meng Lin's tyrannical and hot-headed style was something that even the Black Dragon Sage was wary of, let alone other ordinary martial artists.
Sure enough, not long after, a cultivator took the initiative to buy potions from Gan Qing.
20,000 low-grade heaven-rank Heaven Awakening Potions. Many cultivators who could come here could afford it.
This price was indeed very fair.
In less than an hour, the Masculine Foot Potions that no one was interested in were all sold out.
Suddenly remembering that Gan Qing came from the Bai Ye Dojo, Menglin asked casually, "You're from the Bai Ye Dojo?"
Gan Qing nodded with a self-deprecating expression. He said in a deep voice, "Yes, I'm from the Bai Ye Dojo. However, the name of the Bai Ye Dojo is not a protective talisman to me, but a burden!"
"Burden?
What do you mean? "
Gan Qing had a complicated look in her eyes. She glanced at Menglin and whispered, "Big Brother Lin, I hope you won't tell anyone about this.
Although I'm from Baiye Dojo, if I have a choice, I'd rather not be from Baiye Dojo. "
"Why?"
Menglin was puzzled. As a giant force in the Five Dragon Regions, the Baiye Training Hall was invincible in the field of pharmaceutics.
Generally, martial artists who came from such large forces were very proud of their origins and identities.
At the mention of this matter, a trace of hatred flashed across Gan Qing's soft and weak eyes.
"Because the Baiye Training Hall destroyed my family. They snatched my family's ancestral prescription, destroyed my family, and destroyed my life."
"This?"
Menglin was speechless for a moment.
He had never imagined that Gan Qing would have such a sad past.
"Thirty years ago, when I was still a child, my Gan family was also a top-notch family in Baiye Training Hall.
One day, in the secret sacrificial hall of my Gan family, we discovered our family's ancient inheritance. It was three rare heaven-grade potion formulas.
After this matter spread … countless factions in Baiye Training Hall targeted my Gan family.
My pitiful Gan family, which had been passed down since ancient times, was destroyed because of this matter. If I hadn't been in the family at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been spared. "
Gan Qing choked with sobs. At this point, a trace of apology suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"Big Brother Lin, I've never told anyone about this secret.
You're not from Baiye Training Hall, and I'm indebted to you.
I couldn't help but tell you. I hope you … you can keep this secret for me. "
Menglin was speechless. After a while, he said, "Don't worry, I'm not that bored."
Gan Qing nodded.
"After your family was destroyed, you still lived in Baiye Training Hall?"
"Yes, Baiye Training Hall is very big. My enemies don't know that I'm there.
Baiye Training Hall is full of potion factions. I casually joined one and learned the basics of potion since I was young. I worked hard in secret.
I also know some of the inheritances of my family.
That's why … I've reached this half-baked level. "Gan Qing's tone had a hint of self-mockery.
Menglin was filled with respect. It was indeed not easy for a cultivator who could endure humiliation for so many years and still maintain such a pure and kind heart while bearing the hatred of her family.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, their hearts would be twisted to an unknown extent.
"Your potion skills aren't half-baked!"
"That's because of my family's history."
Gan Qing sighed. "My grandfather and great-grandfather were all top Saint Alchemists. When my father was young, he was even known as a rare potion genius in the family. Unfortunately … it was destroyed. Everything was destroyed."
"Your father's talent in potion making is that strong?" Menglin was slightly surprised.
When Gan Qing mentioned her father, her eyes revealed a strong sense of pride.
"This isn't bragging. When my father was young, he once fought with Saint Alchemist Ye Xing, and it was difficult to determine the winner.
However, Saint Alchemist Ye Xing was lucky. He was a direct descendant of The Blessed One.
Later on, he obtained too many resources and rose all the way to his current status. If my father had his opportunities, he might not have lost to him now! "
Saint Alchemist Ye Xing was the Saint Alchemist who competed with Menglin on Mount Sainte Seclusion.
In Baiye Training Hall, Saint Alchemist Ye Xing's status in potion making could be said to be second only to the current controller of Baiye Training Hall, The Blessed One.
Gan Qing's father was actually on par with Saint Alchemist Ye Xing when he was young?
That meant that his talent was truly extraordinary.
Menglin smiled.
"Saint Alchemist Ye Xing is the Saint Alchemist Ye Xing who lost to Mount Sainte Seclusion's Medicine Master Menglin in the potion competition a while ago?"
A trace of disgust flashed in Gan Qing's eyes when she mentioned Saint Alchemist Ye Xing.
"It's him, the guy who fishes for fame!
It's good that he lost. What undefeated legend? It's simply nonsense. He has sparred with my father countless times since he was young. There have been victories and losses. How can he be an undefeated legend? "
It could be heard that Gan Qing had a strong hostility towards Saint Alchemist Ye Xing.
This was an unexpected discovery.
The enmity between Menglin and Baiye Training Hall had already been formed. Whether it was Nian Hong, The Blessed One, or Saint Alchemist Ye Xing, they all hated him to the core.
It was not only because he had caused the Bai Ye Dojo to lose the Tear Light Potion, but also because Meng Lin had broken the undefeated legend of the Night Star Saint Apothecary, slapped the Bai Ye Dojo's face, and shook the foundation of the Bai Ye Dojo's pharmaceutical rule.
This was the most unacceptable point for Baiye Training Hall.
Therefore, when he heard about Gan Qing's tragic past, Menglin became even more interested in her.
However, there were some things that Menglin naturally wouldn't expose for the time being.
Gan Qing didn't notice Menglin's abnormality. Clearly, he was a little agitated when he thought of his father.
A moment later, Gan Qing seemed to have realized that she had lost her composure. She blushed shyly and said with some shame, "Brother Lin, I'm sorry. I lost my composure a little."
"It's okay. It's normal for you to be a little agitated when you think of your family."