The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

"Brother Qin, are we going to buy herbs now?" Jin Ni’Er looked around excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.

Back when she was in the Jin Family, whenever she strolled down the street, the rate of people turning back to look at her was as high as seventy percent.

But now, when this whole group of them walked onto the street—

There wasn’t a single person who didn’t turn their eyes toward them.

The rate of heads turning was a full hundred percent, way beyond what she used to get!

Jin Ni’Er wasn’t the only one who loved being in the spotlight.

Jin Kui was also very happy.

He had his hands clasped behind his back, following behind Qin Hao like some noble, his eyebrows raised sky-high, looking extremely smug.

Before Qin Hao came to the Outer Courtyard, he was just a newbie who got bullied and mocked.

But now, he’d become the center of attention.

And all of this was because of Qin Hao.

Thinking of this, Jin Kui’s eyes rested on Qin Hao, full of reverence.

"Yeah, buy herbs. Let’s go check out the black market first!"

Qin Hao swung his arm grandly and headed straight for the black market under countless gazes.

...

The black market was located to the north of the residential area, formed by many temporary tents clustered together.

The reason the black market existed was to let Outer Court Disciples trade day to day.

It was currently dusk, the peak hour for people coming and going.

Inside the black market, stalls lined the paths and customers came in an endless stream; it could only be described as a sea of people.

When Qin Hao himself arrived, there was no doubt about it—almost everyone turned their eyes toward him, utterly shocked.

"This guy looks really familiar? Seems like that legendary Qin Hao?"

"Am I still half-asleep? Why is Qin Hao here?"

"Damn! You’re all seeing this, right? That’s Qin Hao!"

Once they confirmed it was real, screams of surprise followed one after another.

"After disappearing for so many days, Qin Hao showed up again?"

"Shit! Look at that ring on his hand! A Void Storage Ring!"

With that shout as a reminder, almost everyone’s gaze fell onto the Void Storage Ring.

And after that, no one could tear their eyes away.

At that moment, Qin Hao could clearly hear many people gulping.

Feeling proud, he deliberately lifted his hand and even shook it a couple of times.

The ring swayed, gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight, dazzling to the extreme.

"Fuck! Qin Hao is really putting on airs!"

Everyone’s eyes were red with envy, yet no one dared step up to say anything.

All those rumors piled together had already carved Qin Hao’s terrifying strength into their hearts.

A powerhouse like him could only be provoked by big shots at the Seventy-two Earth Spirits Level.

Under thousands of gazes, Qin Hao walked along the row of stalls, and soon his eyes rested on one particular stand.

He strode over, picked up a stalk of grass from the rack, and asked, "Boss, how much is this?"

"Five hundred Task Points..."

The boss had been dozing off, answering half-squinting, but when Qin Hao’s face entered his vision, he was so shocked he nearly jumped.

Then he immediately changed his tune: "Free! This stalk of Golden Fish Grass is free!"

"Huh?" Qin Hao froze for a moment, then recognized that the owner of this stall was actually someone he knew. If he remembered correctly, the guy’s name was Wang Sichun.

"It’s you?" Under Qin Hao’s surprised gaze, Wang Sichun’s body couldn’t help but tremble. "Qin Hao! Just take it! Please, have mercy! I never offended you..."

"..."

Qin Hao was dumbfounded. What the hell? I just came to buy something, do you really need to be this scared of me?

What’s going on?

Qin Hao turned to look at Wang Tu, asking with his eyes.

These days, Qin Hao had been in seclusion, but Wang Tu hadn’t; he often went out to gather information.

Wang Tu spoke in a low voice, "After what happened last time, Wang Sichun completely lost face. His subordinates despise him now, and no one’s willing to follow him. So he’s fallen to selling herbs at the black market to get by."

"Oh." Qin Hao nodded, full of sighs and lament. "A perfectly fine Earth Gang Level boss ending up like this—what a pitiful, tragic fall."

Trembling, Wang Sichun felt depressed to the core. Isn’t this all because of you?

At this moment, Wang Tu said in a mocking tone, "Boss, Wang Sichun’s outcome is actually pretty good. The others who offended you either died or were crippled..."

Hearing this, Wang Sichun was reminded of his former allies He Fang and Duanmu Kui. Terrified, his face turned the color of pig liver as he shook his head frantically. "Qin Hao, I’m giving you this herb, just please leave, I beg you!"

He was treating Qin Hao like some jinx, desperate to send him away as fast as possible.

"Uh... is it really that serious?"

Qin Hao was speechless. He fished out an ingot of gold from his ring and slapped it onto the rack. "This should be worth about five hundred Task Points."

As he spoke, he casually scooped up the Golden Fish Grass and put it into the Void Storage Ring, waving his hand. "Let’s go check out some other places!"

...

Watching Qin Hao and his group leave, Wang Sichun wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, only then realizing his clothes were soaked.

"The jinx finally left. That was rough..."

Wang Sichun muttered with lingering fear, his eyes falling on that ingot of gold, neither daring to take it nor leave it.

Nearby, people were still stunned by what they had just witnessed.

"Weren’t they saying Qin Hao is a bastard? How come he’s so generous?"

"Yeah, he clearly could’ve taken advantage, but he even paid in gold. That’s just..."

"You don’t get it. Real devils never show their moods on their faces. At the very least they’ll pretend to be all innocent and kind..."

Amid the chatter, passersby suddenly felt a chill run down their backs.

Instinctively, they turned their heads and saw, not far away, a group of people walking over with grim faces.

There were men and women among them, each with extraordinary bearing, followed by a cluster of subordinate-like figures.

"Is that Tao Yunqing?"

"Tao Yunqing, the one second only to Wei Qingtian among the Seventy-two Earth Spirits?"

"Oh my god! It’s not just Tao Yunqing. Isn’t that He Fang’s cousin, He Sichao?"

"And the Hundred Flowers Fairy, Chen Ji? Why are all these Earth Spirits experts here?"

As everyone whispered, the richly dressed men and women walked past, heading straight in the direction Qin Hao had just left.

"Heavens! They really are going after Qin Hao! This is going to be a good show!"

...

Meanwhile, after Qin Hao led his group around the black market once, he shook his head helplessly. "The supply in this black market sucks. I can’t even gather all the materials to refine Gathering Essence Pills."

After one round, Qin Hao had managed to obtain three ingredients, but was still missing three more: Purple Gold Flower, Yellow Flower Amaranth, and Centennial Begonia Seeds.

"Boss, you’re planning to do Alchemy and refine Gathering Essence Pills?" Wang Tu was shocked. He’d thought he was just tagging along with Qin Hao for a stroll; he had no idea what Qin Hao was really after.

Now that he knew, he was seriously frightened.

Stuff like Alchemy was supposed to be the game of Alchemy Masters.

And Gathering Essence Pills were something that only high-level Alchemy Masters could manage.

Many Inner Sect Disciples might not even be able to refine them, yet Qin Hao sounded so sure?

"Yeah." Qin Hao waved casually. "I was even thinking that if I succeed, I’d give you one or two pills as thanks for your help. Too bad we can’t find the herbs."

Hearing that, Wang Tu almost exploded with excitement. Gathering Essence Pills! I actually have a chance to get Gathering Essence Pills?

At this point, whether Qin Hao could successfully refine them or not, Wang Tu’s heart was burning with eagerness.

He forced down his excitement and said, "I know a place where they have herbs used to refine Gathering Essence Pills!"