Wonder Potion

"So... this is were you have been hiding."

Namgung Wong's sweet voice played countless times in the heads of the three remaining assassins as they looked at the weird text written next to their boss' small head.

You are lucky it was not a full moon tonight or I would have the pleasure of consuming this beauty to satisfy my hunger.

The text was written in English so the assassins had no way of knowing what it meant. They only thought that it was a higher means of communication used by a spy from the Sun Moon Cult or Demonic Cult.

"He must be an elite spy from the Cult, that must be a code to warn us about something." An assassin commented, as he began jotting down Wong's text.

"That is right, he must have been trying to warn us earlier that his team members had already noticed us."

The other assassin started showing tears, "To think that he would care about lowly guys such as us. How nice of him!"

"It is great to have a spy in the renowned Swords Cultivation family!"

...

Two days passed and nothing worth reporting happened. Today on the outskirts of the Dragons and Phoenixes Academy lay a strange carriage. A crowd gathered around the horse carriage, as they hear what the pretty light brown haired lady shouted.

"Gather around, ladies and gentleman! We present to you our glorious wonder potion! It will give you the strength of a mountain tiger!"

Her long blood-red haired sidekick showed up the red potion that was in a small glass bottle. The crowd was quickly aroused by the looks of the two young Martial Artist.

"With just one drop from our potion, you will have the strength to match a second rate Martial Artist." Namgung Wong commented as he waved the potion in the air, "Does anyone want to try?"

"I would like to try one!" A teenage boy with a frail body shouted. He looked sickly and his skin was pale like he was going to die any second. The only thing lively about him was his shining dark blue hair.

"That is one handsome gentleman... Please clear the way for him." Wong had a slightly worried expression. His plan to get money might fail. "Let me open the potion for you."

The drunken swordsman grabs the potion and takes his time to smell the aroma of the sea coming from it. All eyes were on him as he directed the potion to his mouth. A drop finally got to his mouth.

Gulp!

After a few seconds of total silence, Peng Gao started showing up some movements. He was like someone who woke up from a coma. He was so full of energy unlike a minute ago. Performing a little dance, the crowd all started cheering for him.

"Sir, if you don't mind." Gao's fingers were pointing at the strongest person among the crowd and everyone had a flustered expression after this declaration. Even the one who cooked up this plan was starting to doubt himself.

"What can a mere potion hopefully do?"

Namgung Luo smiles as he starts to walk towards the famed drunken swordsman. His aura was filled with positivity and the way he carried himself radiated confidence.

"It seems all that drinking has affected you."

There was no way someone like Peng Gao would defeat him, even if the potion did work. Namgung Luo was just too strong for the drunken swordsman's level.

Unfazed by the cold air around him, Peng Gao stretches his palms outwards. He was telling the boy with bright red hair that he was ready for a ki battle. Drawing out little ki from his abdomen a faint glow covered his frail body.

"Only that much." Namgung Luo scoffed at the brat's foolish antics.

With any doubt in his mind the genius of the renowned sword Cultivation family connects his palms together with the drunken swordsman. A cracking sound started coming from the two and a blue glow was released.

Everyone was surprised by this, as someone like Peng Gao was holding his ground against a prodigy like Namgung Luo who is considered unrivaled among his generation.

'Just what is in that potion?'

Namgung Luo was shocked with what he was seeing, Peng Gao isn't someone he should be having a hard time against. Within that second he was pushed away a few feet back.

"Wow! Is that for real!" The crowd quickly exclaimed, as the idea of being fooled kicked in.

"It is true my friends!" Wong smiled and walked towards the middle, "Not only that for men it can also increase you performance and size."

"What?!"

Everyone exclaimed as even the best in the world failed to make such a glamorous potion. Joy was visible on the faces of the married couples. Something that was going to make their nights more enjoyable had arrived.

This was the true meaning of this gathering. The thing about was all an act to gather people and for Wong to mess with his strict twin brother. With the way people were gathering one could tell it was a mission complete.

"We will sell the potions three days from now!" Ae Cha Nari shouted, as she bowed to the audience, "We will start with this district first and then move to the others on a daily bases. There is no place in Murim we are not going to reach. From coast to coast, we will be there."

A loud cheer escaped from the crowds and the carriage started to leave slowly. When it reached a bushy area, Peng Gao was already waiting for it to arrive.

"Did I do a great job?"

The drunken swordsman jumped towards the front of the carriage where Namgung Wong was sitting alone. Ae Cha Nari had already left as she needed to take care of something back at the Academy.

"You were fantastic, my man." Wong complimented, as he stopped the horses from moving. He took a look at the fine ancient Chinese buildings in a distance and felt something in his heart.

"It is such a shame that I am leaving this place already."