The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

"You’re pretty good!"

Human’s face was as dark as water, easily reminiscent of the calm before a storm.

"I’m not good. I’m just a poor guy being harassed by bad breath." Qin Hao said with a cheeky grin.

Human’s eyebrows twitched twice, squeezing a sentence from his throat: "Don’t worry, it won’t be long before you become famous in the human world!"

"Not long?" Qin Hao’s face showed surprise: "Why not now?"

Human’s face turned cold, but the fingers hidden inside his sleeves began to tremble.

Now.

If possible, he certainly wanted to kill the Night Emperor now.

But the president had given explicit instructions.

You can defeat or humiliate the Night Emperor.

But you must not kill him.

Because this man is the president’s prey.

So Human could only endure the humiliation.

Seeing Qin Hao’s face becoming more mocking, Human suddenly sneered: "You look great looking up to me. I wonder if you can jump high enough to hit my knee."

This was purely an attack on height.

Qin Hao’s expression didn’t change, still with a laid-back demeanor: "Can I hit your knee? I don’t know. Anyway, I can do this..."

This?

Human was very confused, but the next moment he felt a sudden chill in his crotch.

He looked down and saw his zipper was somehow open.

What! Was it opened just now?

How did I not notice!

Besides the humiliation, the surprise was stronger in Human’s heart.

Undoubtedly, the zipper was pulled by the Night Emperor.

But how could his speed be so fast?

If he suddenly attacked, would I be able to escape?

As he thought about it, Human felt a bit cold.

"Hahaha, so the leader of the Evil God Association is just a fool!"

Laughter came, Human looked up, but saw Qin Hao’s back disappearing at the door.

Human was stunned, but soon also angry.

"Sir, can I help you with anything?"

Next to him, a server walked up and asked kindly.

"Scram!" Human, in a bad mood, glanced coldly.

"Ah!" The server’s body went cold, falling to the ground shivering.

And Human, determinedly walked toward the elevator.

...

After tricking Human, Qin Hao directly headed to the largest flea market in Beijing.

This flea market was located on the outskirts of Beijing.

Different from other flea markets, here doesn’t sell antiques or relics, but herbs.

In other words, this is the place for medicine exchanges in the secular world.

Displayed before his eyes was an ancient street.

There were various stalls on both sides.

The things sold were very consistent, either pills or herbs, and many materials glowed, appearing to be extraordinary worldly treasures.

Qin Hao’s reason for coming here was simple.

The trip to Celestial Dragon Island was imminent, and preparation was necessary.

To cope with potential crises, he planned to buy some materials to refine elixirs.

Besides, thinking closely, he seemed to have run out of the poison pill that controls the mind.

So, this time a big purchase was needed.

Even though it was daytime, there were many tourists in the flea market.

People came and went on the streets.

Some of these people were from out of town, all seeking medicine in Beijing by reputation.

Following the flow of people, Qin Hao walked while looking around and arrived in front of a small stall, picked up a ginseng and said, "Boss, how much is this?"

"One hundred." The boss was a lean middle-aged man with two small mustaches. He was engrossed in playing on his phone, speaking without lifting his head.

"Only one hundred? So cheap?" Qin Hao’s eyes widened.

The boss finally moved his eyes away from the screen, looked oddly at Qin Hao: "First time here?"

"Yes." Qin Hao didn’t deny it.

The boss chuckled: "No wonder, young man, there are many rules here, you have to learn by yourself. Like my one hundred, it’s not one hundred in the secular world, but one hundred Yellow-Grade Spirit Pills."

"Yellow-Grade Spirit Pill?" Qin Hao became more confused.

The boss helplessly shook his head: "Young man, it looks like you’re a rookie? It’s really troublesome to explain to you."

As he said this, he rubbed his hands, making a gesture as if waiting for something.

Qin Hao took out his phone, scanned the QR code on WeChat: "Since there’s a QR code, it seems cash is accepted here too?"

"Yes."

The boss nodded eagerly, craning his neck to look at Qin Hao’s phone screen, wanting to see how much he would pay.

Qin Hao thought for a moment, entered ten thousand RMB, and then said: "Boss, this is for consultation fee, now can you tell me the rules here?"

The boss then smiled happily: "Young man, you’re sensible. I am called Chu Head, you can call me Old Chu."

"Chu Head?" Qin Hao was shocked by the name, but Chu Head started explaining on his own: "The rules here are simple. Don’t cause trouble, don’t make trouble, no noise, don’t sell or buy anything except herbs and spirit pills."

"Hmm." Qin Hao nodded lightly.

Chu Head continued: "As for the transaction rules here, they’re also simple. The main currency for purchases are Yellow-Grade Spirit Pills."

"What exactly is a Yellow-Grade Spirit Pill?" Qin Hao asked curiously again.

Chu Head said: "As everyone knows, elixirs are divided into four levels. The lowest is the Yellow Tier, followed by Profound Tier, Low Tier, and the legendary Celestial Tier."

Qin Hao nodded, Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow, dividing by this tier seems correct.

"To distinguish the tier of elixirs, one must identify through the years, color, and properties of the pill."

"I see." Qin Hao nodded, then asked: "Old Chu, what if like me, a newcomer without elixirs, what do I do? Can I not trade?"

"It’s okay. If you don’t have elixirs, you can exchange with RMB." Chu Head pointed to the QR code: "For example, the Snow Lotus Ginseng you just saw, it costs one hundred Yellow-Grade Spirit Pills, which translates to one million RMB."

Qin Hao nodded at hearing this, "So one Yellow-Grade Elixir is ten thousand RMB."

"Exactly, that’s the logic. How about it, young man, are you interested in buying this Snow Lotus Ginseng? This thing is at least fifty years old, and would be snatched up on the market."

Qin Hao smiled slightly: "Of course I can buy it. It’s just the price isn’t right. I can offer four hundred thousand."

"Four hundred thousand?" Chu Head was taken aback, "Brother, we don’t accept bargaining here. And even if we did, your number is too outrageous!"

Directly cut in half.

Chu Head thought Qin Hao was a rookie, but didn’t expect him to be a bargaining veteran!

"Not accepting bargains? Now can accept it, after all, not doing business would be foolish." Qin Hao said with a grin: "Since you think four hundred thousand is excessive. Let’s settle for three hundred and fifty thousand then."