Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique Chapter 140 - Novel Cool
Chapter 140: Rain Overturning Sword, Lang Fanyun!
Furious Flood Dragon Gang's "Invitation"! (4)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Buzz!
A clear and ear-piercing sword howl sounded continuously.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this moment, the Afterlife Sword emitted a wave of joy, and the frequency of its trembling increased.
Han Zhao felt his eardrums vibrate and was very uncomfortable.
His main body had lost more than half of his Three Essence Force, but he was still stronger than ordinary Greater Mastery Force Tempering Martial Masters.
This Blood Spirit Avatar had yet to use the Heavenly River Rain Overturning Sword Technique with all its might. Otherwise, its power would be even stronger.
Normally, if a Force Tempering Martial Master did not deliberately guard against it and gathered a large amount of Internal Force to his head, it was very likely that his eardrums would be shattered by the sword howl when he came into close contact.
"From today onwards, you are the Rain Overturning Sword, Lang Fanyun. This name will eventually resound throughout Yuan Chang County."
Han Zhao smiled faintly.
"Okay." Lang Fanyun nodded.
"I wonder if I can get you on the rankings?" Han Zhao thought of the ranking jade pendant lying in his Sumeru Pouch.
It would be even better if he could let his avatar inherit his ranking.
He had the Blood Spirit Policy and could temporarily change the blood qi of his main body by absorbing the blood of demon beasts.
If this ranking jade token locked onto a person based on blood qi or true qi, he could completely fake his death and let Lang Fanyun inherit the ranking.
Han Zhao put Lang Fanyun into his divine weapon and left the martial arts academy to buy the adult demon beast blood at the Force Tempering level.
To martial artists at the Force Tempering realm, adult demon beast meat was a precious cultivation resource comparable to spirit pills. The price had always been high.
However, the price of demon beast blood was much lower.
The next morning.
In the central square of the prefecture capital, the huge stone tablet standing on the left suddenly emitted a faint light.
"Look!"
"The Qilin Ranking has changed again?!"
"Why have the rankings changed so often recently?"
"29 5th? The unknown expert who killed Lin Feng of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang last time was also killed!"
"The new person on the rankings is called Lang Fanyun! Where did this expert come from?"
"He's 21 years old! Oh my god!"
"Origin unknown. Cultivation method: Rain Overturning Sword Technique."
"Realm: Force Tempering?! Another freak whose Force Tempering is comparable to a One Qi Grandmaster!"
"What's going on recently? Where did so many genius experts come from?" Yan Baichuan, who was standing in the crowd, had an envious expression.
"It's indeed quite ridiculous." Han Zhao nodded in agreement.
After the two of them walked around, Han Zhao returned to his room in the martial arts academy with the excuse of focusing on alchemy.
Just like that, as he refined pills, he let Lang Fanyun cultivate the Heavenly River Rain Overturning Sword Technique.
Half a year passed quietly.
Han Zhao looked at the round and plump blue pill in the pill furnace with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Is this a high-grade medicinal pill?!"
Skill: Basic Alchemy (Perfection 90%)
[The proficiency of the Reincarnation of Alchemy Saint Trait has increased!]
[Reincarnation of Alchemy Saint: Purple Trait. Alchemy aptitude increases by ten times. The success rate of refining low-grade and middle-grade pills increases by 30% or 20% respectively. After completely mastering the refinement of a low-grade and middle-grade pill, there is a 5% chance of refining a high-grade pill. (It can be upgraded to Orange Trait through cultivation. The upper limit is Red Trait.)
The system interface showed that the proficiency of the Trait had increased.
His alchemy aptitude increased from nine times to ten times. The success rate of refining low-grade and middle-grade pills increased by 10%, and the success rate of refining high-grade pills increased from 1% to 5%.
"Who would dare to imagine that I only used half a year to master the refinement of six basic medicinal pills and a middle-grade medicinal pill? I can even refine high-grade medicinal pills."
Han Zhao picked up the high-grade Water Essence Pill in the pill furnace with a smile.
Although this Water Essence Pill was one of the simplest middle-grade medicinal pills, it was very beneficial to the cultivation of water-type cultivation methods. That was why Han Zhao chose to learn the Water Essence Pill first.
Every middle-grade pill like the Water Essence Pill was dozens of times more expensive than an ordinary low-grade pill.
This was also the huge difference between a middle-grade alchemist and a low-grade alchemist.
Middle-grade alchemists were important figures that even Five Qi Grandmasters would treat seriously.
Even a top faction with a Martial Saint would not be indifferent to a middle-grade alchemist.
Even though they were both Water Essence Pills, the price of a middle-grade was three times that of a low-grade, and the price of a high-grade was three times that of a middle-grade.
However, the key was that high-grade medicinal pills were priceless and extremely precious. At the same time, the demand was huge. Basically, they would be snatched away when refined. You could not buy them even if you had money.
Most of the time, alchemists would keep it for themselves when they refined high-grade pills.
As for the Fire Marrow Pill, it was the most difficult middle-grade pill to refine. However, with Han Zhao's current pill refinement progress, it would not take long for him to learn it.
"The next problem is how to sell the medicinal pill inventory in my hand."
Han Zhao was a little worried.
He had provided all the Water Essence Pills to Lang Fanyun.
However, he probably had more than a thousand of the other six low-grade medicinal pills in his Sumeru Pouch.
The success rate of refining these six medicinal pills was at least 60%.
With his success rate in refining pills, even if the price of low-grade pills was not high, as long as he could sell them, it would generate a huge sum for him.
However, the problem was that he did not dare to sell them now.
He didn't even dare to use an alias.
The most difficult low-grade medicinal pill to refine, the Fasting Pill, was also the advanced version of the Military Grain Pill. Eating one pill could guarantee that one would not be hungry for four days without fighting. The price was six taels of silver per pill.
Now, Han Zhao was selling 'Military Grain Pills' through Yan Baichuan.
Moreover, he did not dare to sell too much to prevent Yan Baichuan from guessing his success rate..
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Chapter 141: Rain Overturning Sword, Lang Fanyun!
Furious Flood Dragon Gang's "Invitation"! (5)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Just learning how to refine pills in half a year made Yan Baichuan extremely impressed with him.
One could never be too careful.
"There's still 20,000 taels left. Under normal circumstances, it's enough for a year. However, I have to try to refine the Fire Marrow Pill. I'm afraid it won't be able to last for half a year."
Han Zhao frowned slightly.
"I can only let Lang Fanyun appear. If he kills an expert with a similar ranking on the Qilin Ranking, he will definitely become rich overnight."
"I'll refine more Water Essence Pills for him.'
Han Zhao made up his mind and put away the pill furnace and the medicinal dregs. Then, he lit the sandalwood incense in the room to hide the medicinal smell.
Then, he left the Sword Rain Courtyard and arrived at Guanglin District.
Most of the residents in the Guanglin district lived in martial arts academies.
Most of the disciples in the Martial Academy were locals. Their families could not enter the Martial Academy, so they lived in the Guanglin District near the Martial Academy.
Generation after generation, the entire Guanglin district was ruled by the disciples of the martial arts academy.
Just as Han Zhao was halfway there, he suddenly realized that someone was following him. Moreover, there were people a hundred meters away.
They had already formed an encirclement.
Seeing this, he looked at the alley on his right and walked over calmly. Then, he suddenly rushed into the winding and deep alley.
Then, he released Lang Fanyun.
Lang Fanyun tapped his foot lightly and flew to the top of the alley.
Then, Han Zhao slowly walked towards the exit of the alley.
At this moment, two tall men suddenly walked out of the alley. Both of them were wearing black short combat clothes. Their open chests revealed muscular chest muscles that were covered in black hair. Their eight-packs were as well-defined as sculptures.
Seeing this, Han Zhao turned around and walked back. However, he realized that an old man with a sinister expression and a long saber at his waist had appeared behind him.
"What do you mean by this?"
Han Zhao frowned slightly. This old man was a Force Tempering Martial Master. He had no impression of him.
"I want to invite Brother Han to my house as a guest," the old man said indifferently.
"I don't seem to have anything worthy of your attention," Han Zhao said doubtfully.
"No, Brother Han, you don't have to belittle yourself. Your pill refinement talent is a treasure," the old man continued.
"Who told you?!" Han Zhao's heart skipped a beat.
Yan Baichuan shouldn't have betrayed him.
A mere Military Grain Pill was definitely not enough.
"A disciple of the Martial Academy. He heard Yan Baichuan bragging when he was drunk, so he informed us.'
"Damn, this big mouth!" Han Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In a few days, the entire Martial Academy would probably know. Fortunately, he was prepared.
"Brother Han, with your family background alone, how many resources can you have to support your pill refinement? If you join our Furious Flood Dragon Gang, there are two middle-grade alchemists in our gang who can take turns guiding you in pill refinement. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances…"
The old man continued to persuade.
"You're from the Furious Flood Dragon Gang?" Han Zhao was stunned.
"Now, what's your decision?"
"Is that how you invite people?"
"Whether you agree or not, you have to join the Furious Flood Dragon Gang. You have no choice," the old man said in a low voice.
"I don't think so." Han Zhao chuckled and walked towards the alley.
Seeing this, the old man said to the two burly men at the entrance of the alley, "Let him suffer a little, but don't hurt his hand.
"Yes!"
The two burly men at the entrance of the alley laughed sinisterly and clenched their fists until they cracked.
"Brother Han, you'd better know your place. Otherwise, don't blame us if we ruin your handsome face."
Both of them were experts with the third Blood Qi Breakthrough.
Two against one, the advantage was huge.
Han Zhao placed his hands behind his back and walked towards the two of them.
"What are you pretending for?!" The two of them were furious and punched at his face at the same time.
Buzz!
A clear and ear-piercing sword cry sounded.
Pfft!
"My hand!"
The hand that the two of them punched broke at the wrist. Their palms fell to the ground, and blood splattered.
Lang Fanyun waved the Afterlife Sword in front of them and formed a rain-like sword force in front of him, repelling all the blood. Not a single drop of blood splattered on his body, let alone Han Zhao behind him.
The two burly men broke out in cold sweat from the pain. They looked at Han Zhao, who was still walking out of the alley with his hands behind his back. They did not dare to attack at all. They lowered their heads and pressed against the wall, afraid that the blood on their wrists would splash on him.
The old man behind the alley watched Han Zhao leave but did not stop him.
His gaze was fixed on Lang Fanyun's face. His voice was a little dry. "You're the Rain Overturning Sword, Lang Fanyun?!"
"Yes." A meaningful smile appeared on Lang Fanyun's face.
"What are you laughing at?" The old man's forehead was covered in sweat.
"I'm happy because someone is trying out the sword for me." Lang Fanyun replied.
"Clang!"
The Afterlife Sword that had just returned to its sheath was suddenly pulled out. Accompanied by a clear sword hum, a cold sword aura swept through the entire alley.
"What happened today was… a misunderstanding. We're very sincere in inviting Brother Han!" the old man hurriedly said.
"One hand." Lang Fanyun pointed the tip of his sword at the old man.
"You!" The old man was shocked and furious. He threatened, "Aren't you afraid of offending my Furious Flood Dragon Gang? Aren't you afraid that I'll spread your relationship with Han Zhao?!"
"So what? Can you not leave the Furious Flood Dragon Island for the rest of your life?" Lang Fanyun said indifferently.
The reason why he did not kill them directly was because the prefecture capital strictly prohibited it. However, he still had to teach them a lesson.
As for spreading the relationship between the avatar and the main body, it was even more fine.
Until now, Lang Fanyun didn't have any enemies. Moreover, he was the benefactor of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang who had killed an 'unknown' expert to avenge Lin Feng.
"Alright!" Seeing that he was so determined, the old man gritted his teeth and drew his saber to cut off his left hand at the wrist. Then, he used Internal Force to stop the bleeding.
He still had the determination to break his own arm.
However, he didn't have the courage to draw his saber and fight Lang Fanyun.
"Clang!"
Lang Fanyun sheathed his sword and walked out of the alley.
The old man and the other two burly men picked up their palms and hurriedly ran towards the Rejuvenation Hall.
If they consumed the Reattachment Pill within 15 minutes, there was still hope of reattaching their broken limb.
Subsequently, it would definitely not be as useful as before, but it was better than losing a hand.
However, the cost of the Reattachment Pill would probably take half their lives to pay off.
"This time, I made a mistake in my estimation, causing this operation to suffer a setback. The Reattachment Pills of the two of you will be temporarily recorded in my account. You can slowly repay them in the future."
"Thank you, Incense Master Sun!"
The two burly men endured the pain and thanked him repeatedly.
"I didn't expect Han Zhao to have the protection of an expert like Lang Fanyun. What a blunder." Incense Master Sun's expression was solemn.
Now, the old gang leader had not returned for half a year in order to fight for the flood dragon blood. Without a Martial Saint expert, the gang leader and deputy gang leader could not take action lightly. No one in the gang could do anything to Lang Fanyun.
It seemed that he could only try his best to make up for it and use gentle methods..
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