A Good Romance
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Hu Niu stared at Feng Luo. This human had shown strong enmity towards Ling Han just now, causing her to want to kill him. She stared at Feng Luo's neck, thinking of taking a bite out of it and finishing this human off.
Ling Han picked Hu Niu up and said, "He's too dirty …"
Hu Niu reluctantly curled up in Ling Han's arms, her eyes still showing strong killing intent.
"Pa," Ling Han stomped down, and Feng Luo suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream. His mouth was full of blood, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out over a dozen broken teeth. It turned out that all his teeth had been crushed by this stomp.
Feng Luo was in so much pain that tears and snot flowed out. The pain was truly excruciating, but because Ling Han had let go of his foot, he was finally able to climb up. His gaze swept over the crowd, and he felt that everyone here looked repulsive.
Wasn't it so? They all watched as Ling Han crushed all his teeth, and they actually didn't help. Damn it, damn it!
But he also knew that he was powerless to make an enemy out of these people. He only glared hatefully at the crowd, then abruptly turned and left. Of course, the one he hated the most was definitely Ling Han. He would definitely not let this matter rest.
Wei He Le could not stay any longer, and hurriedly left with Feng Luo.
Qi Yong Ye and the others all frowned. Ling Han's actions were equivalent to forming a death grudge with the Feng brothers, which was not easy to deal with. But Ling Han had previously trampled on Feng Luo, so this grudge had already been formed, and they were already enemies.
They believed that as long as Ling Han stayed in the imperial city, Feng Yan would not dare to make a move no matter how domineering he was.
Ling Han was unafraid. He was a powerful warrior of Heaven Tier in his last life, and although he had to start from scratch now, he still needed to be wary of these two small fries. He would crush them to death sooner or later.
"Haha, the auction is about to start, let's go in," Qi Yong Ye said with a smile. This time, he had borrowed Ling Han's fame to suppress Wen Hai Xing and the others, making him very happy.
"Let's go together," Li Si Chan suggested.
En.
He Junchen, Qi Yong Ye, and the others all revealed expressions of disbelief. Was this really Li Si Chan?
One of the two beauties of the Imperial City was Liu Yutong, and the other was Li Si Chan. Unlike Liu Yutong, she had always presented herself as an iceberg beauty. She also kept people at arm's length, and no one could even dream of getting close to her.
Li Si Chan was very gentle, but hidden under that gentleness was also coldness. She was polite to everyone and would not let anyone get close to her.
Now, she'd actually taken the initiative to invite Ling Han, and this was naturally inconceivable to Qi Yong Ye and the others to the extreme. All of them wondered if they'd heard wrongly, or if their eyes were playing tricks on them, or if they'd recognized the wrong person.
However, He Jun Chen's expression immediately became gloomy. He had never been used to Ling Han, and now that the woman he admired seemed to be related to Ling Han, he felt a strong sense of jealousy.
"Sure," Ling Han agreed casually.
The group entered the Spirit Treasures Pavilion. In a place like the Imperial City, Qi Yong Ye's reputation was obviously not as powerful as Li Si Chan's, because Li Si Chan actually had a private room, and brought everyone inside.
This room could accommodate ten people, so it wasn't too crowded.
He Jun Chen began to ask about Ling Han's identity in a roundabout way. Which force did such an awesome person come from? However, when he found out that Ling Han actually came from Gray Cloud Town of Da Yuan City, he was instantly stunned.
How was that possible?
He could not understand why such an important figure like Wu Song Lin would invite Ling Han to tea. No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand it.
Conversely, Qi Yong Ye and the others were more confident, because when they were in Da Yuan City, there were already three Black Grade alchemists by Ling Han's side. Although Wu Song Lin's status was far from what Zhu He Xin and the others could compare to, it was still a little easier to accept.
Ling Han did not care what others thought. He only wanted to know what good things would appear in the auction.
After ten thousand years, there seemed to be many pill recipes that had been lost. Something as good as the Dark Moon Grass had actually fallen to the level of being used to concoct Purple Origin Pills. Then, it was extremely likely that an extremely valuable but cheap spirit medicine would appear in the auction.
Not long after, the auction began. Because today was only a monthly small-scale auction, although there were many people who came, there were not many who could bring out large amounts of money. The prices of the majority of the auction items were within a reasonable range.
However, Ling Han was extremely shocked, because some alchemical pills that were incomparably low level in his eyes could actually be sold for a very high price.
People who were stupid had a lot of money!
He secretly decided that it was time to concoct some alchemical pills. Although he still had over a hundred thousand silver notes in his pocket, the people here had the extravagance of throwing away large amounts of money, so a hundred thousand silver really could not buy many things.
"Who knows how many alchemists are here today. Next up is a true precious medicine." The auctioneer put all his effort into his performance on the stage. He waved his hand, and a beautiful female attendant carried a tray onto the stage. There were three medicinal herbs on it, and if one looked closely, they would actually be able to see rays of starlight shining on them.
"Second Star Grass!" someone immediately called out.
"It's actually Second Star Grass! To alchemists, it is indeed very precious, but to martial artists, it is too useless."
The auctioneer cleared his throat, and said, "That's right, this is indeed the Second Star Grass, and it can be used to concoct the Spirit Refreshing Pill. Everyone knows the use of the Spirit Refreshing Pill. It can replenish the mind. To martial artists, this is indeed not very valuable, but to alchemists, its value is immeasurable. "
To martial artists, if their mind was completely exhausted, they would no longer be able to use their Origin Power to cultivate. Thus, the significance of the Spirit Refreshing Pill to martial artists was to allow them to cultivate for a little more time each day. But who would have so many Spirit Refreshing Pills to squander like this? Even if they had ten of them, it would only be equivalent to cultivating for ten more days, so what use were they?
But to alchemists, it was completely different.
Controlling fire was extremely taxing on one's mind, but refining some alchemical pills also required a very, very long time. What if one's mind was exhausted midway, and their soul power was insufficient? The Spirit Refreshing Pill could then be used to replenish one's soul power, recover one's mind, and successfully refine alchemical pills that were originally impossible to refine.
Thus, Li Si Chan's eyes instantly lit up. Which alchemist would dare to say that their own mind was strong enough to refine all kinds of alchemical pills?
Ling Han's eyes also lit up, and he even had the urge to curse.
That was the Second Star Grass, and it could be used to concoct the Second Star Pill.
The effect of the Second Star Pill was to strengthen the mind!
One was replenishment, and the other was to strengthen; could they be the same?
If it was replenishment, it would be gone after eating it once, but if it was strengthening, then the effect would exist forever. Moreover, even martial artists would flock to it like ducks, so its value could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Ling Han shook his head in his heart. The Dao of alchemy now was really too declining. Previously, there was the Dark Moon Grass that was used to concoct the Purple Origin Pill, and now, the Second Star Grass was wasted on the Spirit Refreshing Pill. He said to Li Si Chan, "Girl, let me have this Second Star Grass."
Li Si Chan knew that Ling Han was also an alchemist, so it was not strange that he would have the Second Star Grass, but she needed it as well. She could not help but reveal a troubled expression. If she were to reject him, this was a person that even her master had to respect. But if she were to agree, then wouldn't she lose such a precious medicine?
Ling Han saw this, and moved his head closer, saying in a low voice, "I'll sell you a cultivation technique that can speed up the recovery of your soul power."
"What?!" Li Si Chan instantly lost her composure and cried out.
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