The Trade Fair (9)

"That's right!"

The old man smiled coldly, "I have an ailment and my veins are blocked. Because of this, I'm unable to cultivate. If you can cure me of this, I'll give this holy spirit fruit to you. How about that?"

Hearing this, the woman in white robes next to Rongyue sneered as she glared at Gu Ruoyun disdainfully from head to toe.

"Little girl, even if you wished to go up against our Medicine Order, you should probably check your own abilities first! Do you really think that you'd be able to cure a disease that even our previous Order Master could not?"

Woah!

The already noisy crowd grew increasingly excited as their eyes darted back and forth continuously between Gu Ruoyun and the disciples of the Medicine Order.