"You have cured so many erysipelas that even the Medicine Master was unable to cure. I don't want this opportunity to become famous."

Zheng Yaozun rolled his eyes and sneered: "I understand, the Lord of Pingshan gave you a reward of more than 10,000 purple gold spirit coins, which is a huge sum of money if you put it outside. You are afraid that the matter will spread and let people know

If outsiders know that you have taken so many spiritual coins, they may cause trouble for you."

"Anyway, just say it. Do you agree or not?" Qin Cheng did not deny it and asked directly.

Qin Cheng doesn't care about reputation, and even if he is famous for the pseudonym he is using now, others will still know Cheng Yaozun's name, and it has little to do with him.

But you must think clearly about the aftermath.

With more than 10,000 purple gold spirit coins, not many people would be tempted by a big shot, such as his eldest brother Qin Yue.

After all, if you hurt Qin Yue, you will offend the Qin family, and it is really not worth it to be chased and killed at the same time.

But after all, I am using a pseudonym, and I don’t want to expose the identity of the Qin family, so it is important to find a reasonable solution.

After leaving here, he would have to follow Xue Pan and others through the Demon Realm Mountains, where the fellow monks would talk too much and there would be unstable factors like Murong Li.

If someone leaks the news, he will cause unnecessary trouble and even get killed.

Therefore, Qin Cheng thought over and over again and decided that it would be most appropriate to blame Zheng Yaozun for this matter.

"Since you can think of this and find me, it means you are a smart person."

Zheng Yaozun glanced at Qin Cheng approvingly.

"Of course I am not afraid that this spiritual coin will affect people's hearts. I am a worshiper of Shanhai Pavilion and an eighth-grade medicine master. Offending me is equivalent to offending Shanhai Pavilion."

"So I can promise you, but my help can't be in vain."

Zheng Yaozun's eyes flashed with greed and he said: You have to share half of that spiritual coin with me."

"This guy is too dark."

Fu Mo was speechless when he heard this.

Half of the profit is equivalent to eight thousand purple gold spirit coins.

"You haven't done anything and you want eight thousand spirit coins?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"Of course, if you want to borrow my name, you have to pay for it." Zheng Yaozun said confidently.

Qin Cheng sneered, Zheng Yaozun's tone was really loud, but if he had to pay such a high price, then he was overthinking it.

"You are wrong. I am not here to ask you for help, but to make a deal with you."

Qin Cheng shook his head and said, "So, I won't give you a single spiritual coin."

"Then you are kidding!" Zheng Yaozun's veins popped out and he said furiously: "I won't give it away."

It is absolutely impossible to ask him to do something that is not beneficial.

"I will treat you as if you have just recovered from your injury and your mind is still confused." Qin Cheng looked calm, stood up and walked out: "Think carefully, what will be the result if you don't agree to my idea."

"Zheng Yaozun of Shanhai Pavilion traveled thousands of miles to Pingshan Kingdom. In the end, he was not cured at all. He was seriously injured and became a laughing stock. Guess what will happen to the outside world and how much your reputation will be damaged."

"You, wait."

Zheng Yaozun's heart skipped a beat and he spoke immediately.

"You're threatening me."

"It's not a threat, it's a fact." Qin Cheng said calmly: "And I am a fifth-grade medicine master, and you are an eighth-grade medicine master. In the end, you were defeated by me. What will outsiders think? What will Shanhai Pavilion think of you? Even if you are a

The worship is high, but the reputation will be tarnished in the future, and I'm afraid it won't be able to wash it off in my lifetime."


Chapter completed!