Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Dharma Artifact Pill Furnace

Ximen Jianren had been defeated by Jiang Chen, who had even gone as far as to break his arm.

This stunned everyone who had initially underestimated Jiang Chen.

When Ximen Jianren’s lackeys saw Jiang Chen break their master’s arm, they roared in fury.

"Bastard, let go of our young master!"

"Damn it! You piece of trash, how dare you!"

They were about to charge forward.

But Jiang Chen said coldly, "If I recall correctly, aren’t you all supposed to be doing a handstand and eating... shit right now?"

"What’s the matter? Still not doing it?"

The lackeys instantly froze in place.

It seemed they really had made such a promise.

But after exchanging glances, none of them moved.

"CRACK!"

Jiang Chen broke Ximen Jianren’s other arm.

"Hiss..."

"Ahhh..."

Ximen Jianren screamed in agony again.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Jiang Chen.

"You piece of trash, you dare do this to me?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled, but his expression was ice-cold.

He raised his foot and stomped viciously on Ximen Jianren’s shin.

"CRACK."

Jiang Chen had snapped Ximen Jianren’s leg.

"You should know better than anyone whether I’m a piece of trash or not."

"And as for me, I quite enjoy crushing arrogant fools like you under my foot."

He proceeded to break both of Ximen Jianren’s legs.

The pain was so intense that Ximen Jianren passed out.

The onlookers saw this supposed "trash" Jiang Chen suddenly erupt with such terrifying power.

Every one of them shut their mouths, not daring to say another word.

He was, after all, one of Hanwu City’s infamous silk-pantsed young masters. Such ruthless methods were to be expected.

It was commonplace for these young masters to suppress one another.

Jiang Chen, however, turned his attention to the Ximen Family’s lackeys.

"Shouldn’t you all be fulfilling your promise? I’ve never in my life seen someone do a handstand and eat... shit. Hurry up."

Tears welled up in the eyes of the Ximen Family lackeys.

They never expected that the Jiang Chen of today was not only far from the rumored trash who had lost his Martial Vein, but was also this terrifying.

He had crippled their young master and was now forcing them to do a handstand and eat... shit.

The crucial part was, they had indeed said those words earlier.

Seeing Jiang Chen’s cold, imposing demeanor, one of them said with a pained expression, "Young Master Jiang Chen, we can do the handstand, but... can we skip the eating shit part?"

They began to plead.

"That’s right! Even if we wanted to, there’s none to eat," someone else added.

Just then.

"WOOF WOOF..."

A stray dog appeared from out of nowhere, trotting over and cheerfully presenting itself before the crowd.

Then, it lifted its leg at the base of the wall and neatly squeezed out a turd.

After quickly relieving itself of some urine as well, it tucked its tail between its legs and scampered away.

"Uhh..."

The Ximen Family’s lackeys were all dumbfounded.

’This... This is a disaster sent from the heavens!’

Someone even felt the urge to kill that dog.

’Damn it, did it have to be so timely?’

Jiang Chen pointed at the still-steaming object, a smile spreading across his face.

"Well, now you have some..."

Many people witnessed how the Ximen Family’s lackeys spent the rest of their day.

It was a sight they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Jiang Chen, however, just shook his head with a faint smile.

He then turned to the stunned Jiang Zuo and his companions. "You lot, take Jiang Zuo back and get him treated."

"Don’t tell the family what happened here. Go on."

Jiang Zuo’s followers hurriedly carried him away to the Jiang Family, his arm broken.

As for Ximen Jianren, Jiang Chen paid him no more mind and headed for the Treasure Elephant Pavilion on his own.

All he needed now was a Pill Furnace—any ordinary one would do.

"Young Master, we’ve now provoked the son of the Ximen Family’s Patriarch. I’m afraid the Ximen Family won’t let this go," Yiyi said with some concern. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Jiang Chen’s expression didn’t change. He replied nonchalantly, "It’s fine. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Besides, a trivial family like the Ximen Family can be crushed with a single hand. Let’s just focus on our own business."

He wasn’t concerned about the Ximen Family. What did they amount to?

Although they were said to be no weaker than the Jiang Family, Jiang Chen didn’t give them a second thought.

Yiyi hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to be so unconcerned.

Resigned, she said no more.

’Besides, the Jiang Family isn’t one to be pushed around by just anyone.’

’It isn’t so bad for the Young Master to be a bit tougher, I suppose.’

Jiang Chen led Yiyi into the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

Inside the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, countless treasures were on display, a dazzling array for the eyes.

"Huh? These are Bauhinia Flowers."

Jiang Chen was surprised to find Bauhinia Flowers here.

In his past life, Jiang Chen had used Bauhinia Flowers when refining Eighth-Grade Elixirs. It was quite unexpected to run into them here.

But when he saw the price, he realized they weren’t cheap at all.

They actually cost ten thousand Yuan Crystals.

After looking at the price, he decided not to buy them.

Although Bauhinia Flowers were rare, they could still be found in certain places.

’Oh, right. It seems the Treasure Elephant Pavilion already existed a thousand years ago.’

Jiang Chen recalled that there was indeed a Treasure Elephant Pavilion, and it still existed today, with branches even in a place like Hanwu City.

This showed just how powerful the Treasure Elephant Pavilion had become.

That was a surprise.

But it was also to be expected.

Jiang Chen even knew the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

Of course, in front of Jiang Chen, the Pavilion Master was merely a junior.

After browsing for a while, Jiang Chen saw some Alchemy Materials that sparked his desire to buy, but he realized he didn’t have many Yuan Crystals on him.

He had to give up the idea.

"Excuse me, do you sell Pill Furnaces here?"

He walked up to an attendant to ask.

He had seen enough and didn’t want to waste any more time.

The attendant immediately replied in a friendly tone, "Sir, we do have Pill Furnaces. Please, follow me."

The attendant led Jiang Chen to a counter.

Sure enough, several types of Pill Furnaces were displayed on the counter.

"Sir, we have many kinds of Pill Furnaces here."

"We have Dharma Artifacts and Treasure Artifacts. Of course, if you need a Spiritual Treasure, you’ll have to place a special order. We can have one shipped from our main branch, but that would take about a month."

In the world of Martial Cultivators, all items, whether they were Magical Treasures or Pill Furnaces, were divided into different levels.

The lowest tier, naturally, consisted of ordinary weapons.

Above them were Dharma Artifacts, then Treasure Artifacts, and above them, the extremely precious Spiritual Treasures. As for what was above Spiritual Treasures, there were the rarely seen Immortal Artifacts.

The higher the level of the Magical Treasure, the higher its price.

Even the lowest-level Dharma Artifact could cost anywhere from several thousand to a million Yuan Crystals.

As for Treasure Artifacts, the worst among them started at a price of over one hundred thousand.

Jiang Chen estimated that the Jiang Family’s entire fortune would probably be just enough to purchase a Treasure Artifact, but that would require them to liquidate all their assets.

As for the so-called Spiritual Treasures, that was completely out of the question.

A single Spiritual Treasure started at a price of at least ten million Yuan Crystals.

A good one would be priceless, its value simply incalculable.

Some of the best Spiritual Treasures had a price but no market—they were simply not for sale.

Moreover, Spiritual Treasure-level Pill Furnaces were even more absurdly expensive.

’I’m still pretty poor, huh?’ he thought with a wry smile.

In his past life, he wouldn’t have even given a Spiritual Treasure a second glance. In his eyes, a Spirit Treasure Level item was no different from a piece of scrap metal.

After all, any random Magical Treasure he owned was a Divine Artifact. How could any other treasure possibly catch his eye?

But now, he secretly felt his coin pouch.

Finally, he pointed to one of the Magic Artifact Level Pill Furnaces.

It was priced at three thousand Yuan Crystals.

"I’ll take this Pill Furnace."

It was likely the cheapest one available.