After this incident, An Family Company's store regained its vitality.
A steady stream of people poured into the shop.
"Here, see if this is enough!"
An Yi placed a large pile of glass bottles in the office, grinning as he spoke.
"So many!"
Lan Ruoxi's eyes lit up, but then a trace of worry flashed across her face. "But... isn't this too much?"
Although An Yi had performed brilliantly today, the Five Degrees Company was still overpowering their An Family Company.
"We haven’t even sold all the stock from last time!"
An Yi chuckled lightly. "Just wait—orders are about to explode. Oh, and produce more of the 'Little White Bottle.' The 'Little Red Bottle' and 'Little Blue Bottle' are too expensive; not everyone can afford them."
"All those victims from Five Degrees Company will become our customers."
But An Yi felt a bit awkward explaining this to Lan Ruoxi—it almost felt like profiting from others' misfortune, which didn’t align with his noble image.
Lan Ruoxi nodded somewhat cluelessly. "Oh, okay."
"And this—Tiger Yang Pills!"
As he spoke, An Yi pulled out a large bag of black, sand-like substance from his storage space.
Then, he took out a piece of paper and explained, "We won’t make Tiger Yang Pills anymore. Pills consume too much material. This time, we’ll dilute it in water to make a medicinal solution. The other herbs are easy to source—just follow this formula. We’ll call it 'Health Tonic,' mainly targeting the stomach, intestines, kidneys, liver, and spleen."
This Health Tonic, after excessive dilution, no longer had the overwhelming effects of the Tiger Yang Pills. Its primary function was nourishment.
The key point? It could cure the side effects of the weight-loss pills!
"Five Degrees Company is handing us business on a silver platter—might as well take it... ahem—I mean, we’re doing this to save the innocent people poisoned by the Five Poison Sect!"
Because they were victims!
Lan Ruoxi smiled brightly. "So, another new product then."
Modern people recklessly stay up late, indulge in bad habits, and skip breakfast.
Their stomachs, livers, spleens, and kidneys are mostly in poor condition.
Positioning this Health Tonic in the market would be effortless.
If its effects were outstanding, Lan Ruoxi was confident it would cause a sensation as soon as it launched!
An Yi stretched lazily and grinned. "It’s up to you now, Ruoxi."
"I’ll do my best!"
Lan Ruoxi nodded, her eyes shining with determination.
An Yi gazed sincerely into her beautiful eyes. "Ruoxi, you’ve suffered these past few days."
Lan Ruoxi noticed the mischievous glint in his eyes and took a step back, shooting him a reproachful look.
"What are you up to?"
At that moment, an unusual guest arrived at the entrance of An Family Cosmetics.
His arm was wrapped in bandages, and he stood tall with well-defined muscles, his sun-kissed skin radiating a healthy glow. His handsome, youthful face always carried a smile.
"Excuse me, do you know where I can find Mr. An Yi?" the young man asked politely.
A female employee at the door blushed slightly. "H-he’s in the office."
"Thank you!"
The young man smiled and walked into the store.
"He’s so handsome!"
"My type—a little wolf pup!"
"Wait, didn’t the boss say no one’s allowed in the office without his permission?"
But before they could stop him, the young man eagerly pushed open the office door.
"Master! I heard you came to Yunzhou City!"
With a loud bang, the office door swung open.
When he saw the scene inside, the young man froze.
Then, his eyes widened in shock.
What was he looking at?!
A one-eyed black dog...
Smoking a cigarette!
Hong Tian was puffing away when someone suddenly barged in, leaving him momentarily stunned.
Man and dog locked eyes.
The air grew eerily silent.
Finally, Hong Tian broke the silence first.
Holding a cigarette between his claws, he offered, "Want a Huazi?"
The young man: "......"
Just then, An Yi heard the commotion and stepped out of the adjacent office. Seeing the young man, his face lit up with joy.
"Xiao Ming! What brings you here?"
The young man was none other than An Yi’s top disciple—Fang Jueming!
Fang Jueming stammered, still baffled. "Th-this dog... it talks! And smokes!"
"Ahem, that’s not important."
An Yi looked Fang Jueming up and down and smiled. "Not bad. You’ve grown taller and stronger in just a few months."
Indeed, when they first met, Fang Jueming had been a frail, pale youth.
But now, he had the build of a martial artist!
Just standing there, he resembled an unsheathed spear—sharp and imposing!
"I heard you were in Yunzhou, Master, so I rushed over right away," Fang Jueming said, scratching his head sheepishly.
An Yi raised an eyebrow, amused. "Really? Did that stone-faced taskmaster actually give you a day off?"
He often browsed the Martial Alliance app.
Lately, Fang Jueming had been making waves.
"Cold-Faced Axe Fist" Wu Tong had been dragging him around to challenge dojos nonstop.
They had already taken down three Transformation Realm experts.
Now, Fang Jueming had climbed to 17th place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking!
Fang Jueming grinned. "We’re taking a break from training today."
"An Yi, who’s here?"
Lan Ruoxi stepped out of the adjacent office, her face flushed as she adjusted the buttons on her blouse.
This guy is the worst!
Fooling around even in the office...
Does he really like it here that much? My clothes are all wrinkled now.
Fang Jueming stared at Lan Ruoxi, stunned. "Is this... another martial mother?"
An Yi’s smile froze.
You unfilial disciple! Are you trying to kill me with embarrassment?!
Lan Ruoxi paused for a moment, then nodded gently with a warm smile. "Yes, hello there."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
