Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 382: Qiao Family

Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Qiao Family

"This is Young Master Qiao Junlin Qiao!"

"Hiss, a descendant of the Qiao Family!"

"No wonder he recognized the Red Lotus Herb at a glance."

Someone recognized the young man who had intervened, immediately causing an uproar among the crowd.

The Qiao Family, which Qiao Family?

One of the seven founders of the Pill Master path, just like the Wu Family, it is one of the most prominent families in Seven Elixirs City.

Hearing this, the stall owner hurriedly paid his respects to Qiao Junlin, saying, "Thank you, Young Master Qiao, for upholding justice for the likes of me, I am immensely grateful."

Xiao Bai was furious, leaping up and pointing at Qiao Junlin, "How can you do this? Spotting bargains is a skill, what right do you have?"

"Yao’er, I merely dislike seeing someone being bullied," Qiao Junlin said indifferently, easily dismissing the matter and placing himself on a moral high ground.

"Return the medicinal herbs!" The stall owner then turned to Shi Hao, appearing very imposing.

This time, having the young master of the Qiao Family to support him, what could he fear?

Yao’er?

Shi Hao looked again at Xiao Bai, finally realizing that this was indeed a woman disguised as a man.

Well, that explains the effeminate mannerisms, she’s actually a girl, so it’s perfectly normal for her to act feminine, it would be worrisome if she didn’t.

"Boy!" the stall owner raised his voice.

Shi Hao glanced at him and said lightly, "The transaction is complete, the goods are now mine. Why should I give them to you?"

Spotting a bargain depends on one’s strength and luck. Besides, if we are talking about who’s wronged, it’s definitely the Herb Collector who sold the Red Lotus Herb to this stall owner.

Therefore, from any angle, this stall owner has no right to complain.

"Nonsense!" The stall owner spat on the ground, knowing he was in the wrong, but now that Young Master Qiao was on his side, he was naturally full of confidence.

Scared of what?

"I’m not selling it anymore, what, you want to force a buy?" he said unreasonably.

Shi Hao smiled slightly, usually too lazy to argue with unreasonable people, he preferred to settle matters with his fists, efficiently and neatly.

He turned to leave.

"You think you can run?" The stall owner quickly jumped out, attempting to grab Shi Hao.

"Scram!" Shi Hao snorted, Dark Force surged out, bang, and the stall owner was blasted away.

"Ouch! Ouch!" He lay on the ground moaning, crying, "Murder! Murder!" acting like a complete rogue.

Qiao Junlin glanced at "Xiao Bai," noticing how she was somewhat infatuatedly watching Shi Hao, and couldn’t help feeling annoyed, he strode forward, "You started by bullying with despicable methods, and now you even harm someone; I can’t stand it anymore."

"Young Master Qiao, you must stand up for me!" In fact, the stall owner was not as injured as he showed, he was merely acting for Qiao Junlin to see, now seeing Qiao Junlin stepping in, he immediately got up and kept kowtowing.

For at least five thousand Spirit Stones, not to mention bowing a few times, even calling someone "dad" would not be a problem.

Shi Hao finally looked squarely at Qiao Junlin, "Do you really need to intervene?"

"What, am I supposed to be afraid of you?" Qiao Junlin spoke indifferently, appearing completely unconcerned.

"Qiao Junlin, have you had enough!" "Xiao Bai" appeared very angry, "What exactly are you freaking out about? She hasn’t offended you at all, why must you jump out and stir trouble!"

Shi Hao already understood and shook his head internally, "You silly girl, you are the catalyst."

It was also his fault for being too good-looking, which made any woman who saw him stare dumbfounded; it was an unavoidable situation.

Qiao Junlin liked this "pretty boy", so when his beloved "fell in love with another", naturally his anger was redirected towards Shi Hao.

Qiao Junlin, however, shook his head, "Yao’er, usually whatever you ask, I would agree, but this concerns the interests of the medicinal merchants, I can’t witness injustice without acting to uphold justice, otherwise, wouldn’t I dishonor the initial ideals our ancestors established for the Pill Masters?"

This accusation was huge, leaving the "pretty boy" speechless.

You’ve elevated it to such a level, what more could she say?

Shi Hao couldn’t be bothered to respond and simply walked away.

"Stop!" Qiao Junlin shouted lightly, taking a quick step forward and reaching his hand toward Shi Hao’s shoulder.

Unexpectedly, though he appeared only in his early twenties, his cultivation had reached beyond the Eight Islands!

"Asking for a beating!" Shi Hao turned around and threw a punch.

"Hmph!" Qiao Junlin sneered. He was a master of both pills and martial arts; not only was he a step away from becoming a three-star Pill Master, but he had also reached the Eight Islands of the Other Shore in martial arts long ago.

It could be said that there were hardly any younger cultivators whose cultivation was higher than his.

Thus, there was no way Shi Hao, who was only eighteen or nineteen, could be his match.

He didn’t intend to back down and reached for Shi Hao’s fist.

The moment they made contact, he would fling Shi Hao away, just as Shi Hao had sent the vendor flying earlier; he would make Shi Hao face the same embarrassment.

Bang!

When the fist and palm collided, Qiao Junlin’s expression changed drastically, feeling an overwhelming force surge towards him, flinging him into the air uncontrollably, drawing an arc across the sky before crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a moment.

He was shocked. He was of the Eight Islands, and he could even fight beyond two levels, but this punch had sent him flying; how immensely powerful was Shi Hao?

Shi Hao merely glanced at him coldly and continued walking.

This disregard made Qiao Junlin feel even more humiliated. He was a descendant of the Qiao Family, and not only had Shi Hao hit him, but he had also disregarded it completely; what kind of disdain was this?

But what hurt him even more was that the "pretty boy" didn’t even glance at him, but simply started running, chasing after Shi Hao.

"Pfft!" He couldn’t hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The vendor, seeing even Qiao Junlin get beaten, could only tremble with fear. This mighty figure didn’t care about a descendant of the Qiao family, so if he continued to meddle, might he be killed outright?

The "pretty boy" had already caught up with Shi Hao. She glanced at the profile of Shi Hao’s face, "Sheesh, even your profile is good-looking. My name is Fu Yao’er, you can call me Yao’er."

"Oh." Shi Hao nodded. Naturally, all the commotion was because of this cross-dressed Fu Yao’er, but since he wasn’t one to hold grudges, he didn’t harbor any hostility towards Fu Yao’er, but he didn’t feel particularly good about her now either.

"You aren’t from Seven Elixirs City, are you?" Fu Yao’er initiated conversation.

"No." Shi Hao shook his head.

Can’t you say more than a few words?

Talking to Shi Hao was really tiring, Fu Yao’er thought, but who could blame her when he was so attractive?

She quickly continued to search for a topic, "So, what do you do?"

Heh, now you can’t just answer with "yes" or "no," she thought, pleased with her own cleverness.