[Wuxia] Evil Heavenly Dragon - NPC Multi-Step Series Part 1 (Excerpt from the Old Version)

Huanglong Town! Wu Liao handed over his travel permit, paid the entrance fee, glanced at the three large, elegant characters on the city wall, and entered the town with his head held high. Although the streets inside the town weren't as wide as those
in Dali, they were still well-connected and very smooth. Wu Liao walked along the main road, found a clean inn to stay in, and after resting for a while, he called the waiter to inquire if there were any well-known pharmacies in the town. Wu Liao carried the formula for the Yin-Yang Harmony Powder that he had obtained from Duan Yanqing last time, but he hadn't been able to find a single main ingredient in Dali. Now that he was in the Central Plains, he was determined to find a renowned pharmacy and purchase it at a high price.
The waiter was quite clever, probably having served countless customers daily. He enthusiastically accepted Wu Liao's tip, his face beaming with smiles: "Sir, Huanglong Town is located in a remote area. Only the local Huang family owns a Baijitang pharmacy, which sells only common medicines."
Wu Liao gave an "oh," a slight look of disappointment on his face, but the waiter continued, "However, sir, you are fortunate. Today, the purchasing convoy of Bianliang Guirentang is parked in this town, offering high prices for rare medicines. There's also their annual auction. Sir, go there and take a look; perhaps you can find what you need." This Bianliang Guirentang was one of the top three pharmacies in the Song Dynasty, with branches throughout more than ten major cities in the Northern Song Dynasty, and recently they even intended to expand into the Liao Kingdom.
Wu Liao inquired about the location of Guirentang's purchasing activities, packed his bag, and went out.
Guirentang was indeed quite impressive; they booked the largest restaurant in Huanglong Town, Wangyue Pavilion, on the spot. The first floor sold common medicines, the second floor purchased famous medicines from Dali, and the third floor auctioned off precious herbs transported from the Central Plains.
After inquiring about the situation, Wu Liao fanned himself and ascended the stairs to the third floor. The guards at Gui Ren Tang, seeing his fine clothes and brocade belt, assumed he was a young master from a wealthy family just there to join the fun and, not daring to offend him, let him go up.
The third floor of Wangyue Pavilion was supposedly hosting an auction, but Huanglong Town was sparsely populated, so there were hardly any big spenders willing to bid on good medicine. The guests were mostly nouveau riche with flashy faces, dabbling in gold, silver, copper, and iron. Gui Ren Tang had never considered this annual Huanglong Town auction a serious matter; today, only three medicines were up for auction. Apart from the last item, a fresh dragon grass, which was of superior quality, the other two were rather useless.
Wu Liao glanced at the three medicines listed on the plaque and, finding that the dragon's wing fruit he needed wasn't among them, felt slightly disappointed. However, since he was already there, he figured watching the spectacle was worthwhile, so he found an inconspicuous corner, paid one hundred taels of silver for tea, and leisurely began to sip his tea.
Clearly, no one present knew how to distinguish the value and rarity of medicinal herbs. A single fragrant dove flower and a single green lily were being inflated to eight hundred and three thousand three hundred taels of silver respectively—more than three times the original price. Wu Liao glanced at the bidders; the winners were smug, the losers were utterly ashamed, all vying for wealth and status, displaying an ugly and vulgar demeanor.
The auctioneer from Guirentang was adept at manipulating emotions. Seeing that the two low-grade herbs had fetched such high prices, he was secretly delighted, thinking to himself that the nouveau riche of Huanglong Town were indeed all as foolish as pigs, and he was about to make a fortune. Remembering the hall's rule that the auctioneer would receive a five percent commission, he became even more excited.
The auctioneer, raising his voice, shouted energetically, "The next item is the final item of the 12th Auction of Guirentang in Huanglong Town, and also the climax of this grand event! Distinguished guests, please look! Royal tribute, Fresh Dragon Grass!" With his booming voice, two schoolchildren lifted the red cloth on the table, revealing a small, bright yellow herb with a bright red tip, as vibrant as blood—the top-grade herb, Fresh Dragon Grass.
The crowd below gasped and shouted in surprise. Whether they understood it or not, they clapped enthusiastically, their palms turning red with fervor, as if anyone who clapped weakly would lose face.
Wu Liao chuckled inwardly, casually patting his fan as he listened to the auctioneer's booming voice describe the effects of Fresh Dragon Grass, silently offering his own comments.
"Fresh Dragon Grass, produced in Changbai Mountain, can be considered top-grade if it's over three hundred years old. It can prolong life and improve health for ordinary people, and even has miraculous aphrodisiac effects. Its market price should be around three thousand taels of silver..." Listening to the auctioneer's enthusiastic, flushed face, Wu Liao couldn't help but add in his mind, "However, it's a pity this Fresh Dragon Grass is only one hundred and fifty years old. It can barely be considered a lower-middle-grade top-grade. Prolonging life might not be bad, but as for aphrodisiacs... hehe!"
Wu Liao didn't want to expose the auctioneer's shady intentions, and continued to sip his tea and enjoy his snacks, determined to get his one hundred taels of silver back. However, the surrounding wealthy merchants were in an uproar. A holy grail of aphrodisiacs! You must know that at that time, aphrodisiac pills hadn't been invented yet, and aphrodisiac Chinese medicine was extremely rare. Many wealthy merchants in their forties and fifties often suffered from problems in their sex lives. After all, who wanted to be unable to hold their head high in front of their tigress? So the starting price of 2,800 taels for fresh dragon grass was immediately driven up to 3,600 taels, and judging by the momentum, breaking the 5,000 tael mark wouldn't be difficult.
"5,500 taels!" A fat man with his chin drooping to his chest gasped for breath as he shouted out a high price.
"5,600 taels!" An old man of about seventy years old across from him, puffing on his jade pipe, leisurely added 100 taels of silver.
"5,800 taels!" The fat man glanced at the two beautiful young women in his arms, gritted his teeth, and followed up with 200 taels. "6,000 taels
!" The old man, thinking of the beautiful young woman he had married yesterday, felt a surge of excitement and offered a high price of 6,000 taels.
"6,300 taels!" The fat man's flesh was already trembling a little, but now only he and the old man across from him were bidding, and with the young woman pinching his waist, he gritted his teeth and followed up.
"6,800 taels!" The old man put down his pipe, glared at the fat man, and added another 500 taels.
The fat man's face turned pale, then red, his massive body swaying before finally collapsing to the ground, crushing a young girl who cried out in pain.
"Six thousand eight hundred taels, first time! Six thousand eight hundred taels, second time!" the auctioneer roared hoarsely at the audience, his gavel about to strike.
"Six thousand eight hundred taels..." Just as the old man was gloating, and the auctioneer was about to hysterically bring down the final hammer, a delicate voice suddenly rang out from the stairwell: "Eight thousand taels!"
Thump! Crash! The old man slid off his chair, smashing his valuable jade pipe to pieces. He clutched his chest, his eyes wide, barely breathing.
The crowd paid him no heed, dozens of eyes turning to the stairwell, eager to see what was happening. A young woman in her late twenties swayed as she ascended the stairs, her high, firm breasts seemingly about to burst through her clothes, her slender waist appearing almost fragile. She was a captivating beauty, her allure breathtaking.
Adorned with gold hairpins and jade pendants, her face flushed with rouge, her bodice low-cut, revealing a deep, alluring cleavage, she moved gracefully to the auctioneer's side. Her breath was sweet and fragrant, yet she maintained a pitiful demeanor, saying in a coquettish voice, "My husband is desperately awaiting this dragon herb to save his life! I wonder if you, esteemed officials, would be so kind as to part with it? I would be eternally grateful!" She then lowered her head, gave a slight curtsy, and her ample bosom captivated the entire audience.
In truth, since the old man had fainted, no one on the third floor could rival the young woman's bid. Eight thousand taels of silver! In Huanglong Town, ten taels of silver could sustain a family of five comfortably for a year. Eight thousand taels of silver—even the richest man in Huanglong Town wouldn't dare take it so easily.
The crowd fell silent. The auctioneer, still somewhat dazed, called out, "Eight thousand taels, third time!" He slammed down the gavel, sealing the deal, and personally handed the fresh dragon grass wrapped in red cloth to the young woman. The woman whispered a few words in the auctioneer's ear, making him nod repeatedly. Then, he respectfully saw her off downstairs. Only after the woman's alluring figure disappeared at the top of the stairs did the crowd snap out of their daze, whispering amongst themselves about her background. A few bold young dandies even called upon their lackeys and chased after her downstairs.
Wu Liao, with his sharp eyes, saw through the window that the woman handed a silver note to the man with the hoarse voice in front of the Wangyue Pavilion, then her figure flickered towards the street corner. She walked incredibly fast, as if using light-footed martial arts, and was about to disappear around a corner.
"Strange! It was like a dream just now. I only remember that the young woman was incredibly beautiful and unparalleled, but now no matter how hard I try, I can't remember what she looked like. How strange!" Wu Liao wondered. Taking advantage of the crowd's fascination and heated discussion, he leaped out of Wangyue Pavilion, used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), and chased after the young woman.
In broad daylight, Huanglong Town, being the largest town in the vicinity, was truly packed with people. Some lecherous men mingled among the crowd, groping and pinching her from time to time, indulging their lust. The poor women who had come to the market dared not complain, and were unable to move due to the crush, forced to endure the harassment while holding back their tears.
Wu Liao used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to move through the dense crowd like a slippery fish swimming in water, weaving left and right without getting his clothes on, extremely elegant, truly embodying the essence of carefree living. Suddenly, Wu Liao noticed a decent-looking young woman squeezed in the crowd, with a lewd-looking man standing in front of and behind her, tightly pressing her against him. The two lecherous men grabbed the young woman's breasts, waist, and hips with their four hands, groping her with abandon. The young woman was unable to move, and her big, watery eyes were about to burst into tears. Wu Liao couldn't bear it, so he moved to the young woman's side and whispered in her ear, "Hey, life is like rape. If you can't resist, just enjoy it!" He left the young woman dumbfounded and drifted away.

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