Chapter 62: Madman
Chen Qing left Zhou's courtyard and walked south along the bluestone path to Renhe Medicine Shop.
"Shopkeeper, I'll take three Blood Qi Pills."
He lifted the door curtain as medicinal fragrances mixed with dried tangerine peel scent rushed toward him.
Behind the counter, the shopkeeper was working his abacus. Looking up to see it was him, he put away the counting beads, "Master Chen, were last month's three pills enough?"
"Not enough."
Chen Qing took out his money pouch, "Prepare more for me this month."
Now that he had reached the threshold of transforming strength, he calculated buying more medicinal supplements in hopes of breaking through soon.
Just as Chen Qing was about to pay, the shopkeeper suddenly lowered his voice and tapped the counter with his knuckles, "Master Chen, have you heard of Blood Gathering Pills?"
He pulled out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from his chest, its surface carved with cloud patterns, "Three parts stronger than Blood Qi Pills, but only seventy percent of the price. Recently, disciples from several martial halls in the inner city have been scrambling to buy them. I'm almost out of stock here."