A Good Romance
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Alchemists were very profitable, especially high-level alchemists. Every time they concocted pills for others, they would receive an astonishing fee, and if they concocted pills themselves, they would auction them off.
Ling Han wanted to concoct pills for others, and then receive Celestial King Tier medicine as payment. That way, he would not need to concoct pills a few times, and he would have the materials to concoct a new Crimson Clear Flame Pill.
This time, he was throwing a brick to attract jade.
As expected, after a few days, someone communicated with him, asking him to help concoct pills.
There was only one person, and there was no endless stream of people as imagined. This was very normal. Who knew how good Ling Han's alchemy was? What if he messed up his own pill?
This first person was also very daring.
Ling Han prepared for a few days before starting to concoct pills. Very soon, the pills were concocted, and the quality was very high.
That person left joyfully. The news spread, and the next day, three people came separately, asking Ling Han to help concoct pills.
Ling Han began to get busy.
Celestial Kings were all very rich, and the longer they cultivated, the more astonishing their wealth, causing Ling Han's pockets to bulge.
He had the Time Celestial Physique, and concocting a cauldron of Celestial pills only took a few hours in the real world, so the speed at which he earned money was naturally shocking.
Ling Han's reputation grew, and more and more people asked him to concoct pills. The rate of success was really shocking, and as the number of pills he concocted increased, the quality of the pills also steadily improved.
Everyone knew that an impressive Alchemy King had appeared in the martial arts academy.
Three years later, Bewitching Maiden Rou came out of seclusion. She had successfully broken through to Level Three.
Knowing that Ling Han had arrived, she was naturally overjoyed, and Little Terror finally saw Ling Han, and immediately rushed over. With a peng, he almost knocked over Ling Han.
The little guy's current strength was too terrifying. His cultivation was at Level Five, but his strength soared to the peak of Level Six, so the collision naturally made Ling Han grit his teeth.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and picked up Little Terror.
"This little guy is getting stronger and stronger, and should be very delicious to eat." The large black dog appeared, drooling at Little Terror.
Why was he the same as Tigress?
"How much Immortal Gold did you get?" Ling Han asked.
"Pei! Do you think that Divine Metal is some cabbage that can be found anywhere you want?" the large black dog immediately shouted. "Grandpa Dog came back to get some fresh air. Can't I?"
Ling Han's face was full of suspicion. "Did you get into trouble and deliberately came back to hide?"
The large black dog immediately yawned, his eyes darting about incessantly.
As expected, this darn dog was not one to stay put and cause trouble everywhere it went. Thankfully, it was a ninth-firmament Immortal King. Otherwise, it would have been beaten to death many times over.
It said a few words and slipped away. Perhaps it had caused quite a bit of trouble this time.
Ling Han ignored him. He drew out a Crimson Clear Flame Pill, and shared it with the Empress and Bewitching Maiden Rou. After three years, he had only managed to concoct a total of three pills.
One had to know that a single Crimson Clear Flame Pill was enough to make Immortal Kings below the fifth heaven fight over it. To refine three in three years, this was extremely shocking.
They took the medicine and began to refine it.
The refinement of a Celestial King-level great pill was very slow.
After a whole year, Ling Han finally finished refining this great pill, and this was after he had used the acceleration of the flow of time. Otherwise, it would have taken him about 1,000 years.
The improvement was very obvious. At first, he had been in the early stage of the third heaven, and now he had suddenly reached the late stage.
10 billion years of bitter cultivation could only improve so little.
In reality, the improvement of alchemical pills would not take into account the acceleration of the flow of time. With Ling Han's acceleration of time by 1,000 times, a single Crimson Clear Flame Pill would only save him 10,000,000 years of bitter cultivation.
Thus, this kind of improvement was reasonable.
"I can't take another Crimson Clear Flame Pill in the short term." As an alchemist, Ling Han was the most sensitive to the effects of alchemical pills. There were toxins left behind by alchemical pills in his body, and there would be great problems if he took another Crimson Clear Flame Pill without waiting for these toxins to be purged.
He examined carefully. These toxins were actually Regulations, but their level was very high. With his ability, he could not dispel them in one go. He had to slowly grind his way through them, and thus it took a very long time.
When Ling Han came out of seclusion, the Empress also came out very soon. She, too, had the Grand Cosmic Infinite Body, and the acceleration of the flow of time was the same as Ling Han's, but Bewitching Maiden Rou was slower.
Not long after, Ji Wuming came to visit, and he revealed Ling Han's true identity with a single glance.
Ling Han couldn't help but feel gloomy. At first, he was confident that he could deceive everyone.
"Hoho, such freakish talent in Martial Art, and you are also a Grandmaster Alchemist. There are not many people like you," Ji Wuming said. Ji Wuming said, "Moreover, I didn't believe that you would die so easily, so I immediately guessed that it was you."
Thankfully, Tian Sheng had only battled him once, and did not understand him. Otherwise, he should have guessed that not only was he not dead, but he had also already come to the academy.
Not only Ji Wuming, but Yi, Yan Xianlu, and the others also came one after another. They all had the same guess. Ling Han definitely could not have died in the Celestial Realm, though they did not know when he would come here.
There were also Ling Huo and the other incarnations of the nine Source Powers of heaven and earth. They had come together with the Empress and the others. The Source Powers of heaven and earth naturally had superior aptitude, and their cultivation speed was astonishing. At present, the nine of them were all Fifth Heaven Celestial Kings.
However, success or failure was also due to Source Powers. It was practically impossible for them to break through to the Heavenly Venerable Tier, as they were bound to the level of Regulations.
Their peaceful life was very soon shattered, because Xiao Yingxiong had come again.
"Let's battle again in the Nine Deaths Formation." He issued a challenge.
Ling Han was surprised. Why had this guy come again so quickly? He must have eaten some natural treasure, and his battle prowess had suddenly soared greatly. Otherwise, how could he have such confidence?
"All right." He nodded. In a battle of equals, he did not fear anyone.
"Three days later," Xiao Yingxiong said.
This challenge very quickly alarmed the academy. After all, it was a prodigy on the Battle Prowess Rankings. Not only were the students of this year very interested, but there were also a considerable number of people from the previous year and the year before that who decided to go and watch the battle.
Three days passed very quickly. Ling Han walked towards the Nine Deaths Formation. When he arrived, he couldn't help but grimace. There were too many people here, weren't there? It was a black mass, and there were not only humans, but also half-humans. Some had tails, some had goat heads, some had donkey heads, and there were all kinds of races.
The present Fiery Frost Plane had gathered the prodigies of all the races of the Origin World. It was a huge hodgepodge.
Xiao Yingxiong was already waiting for him. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and a sword was placed on his lap, but it was not unsheathed. He was like a dragon hidden in the abyss, and once unsheathed, he would be able to shock the world.
Treasures could not be used in challenging the levels, but he was only borrowing the Nine Deaths Formation to have a "fair" battle with Ling Han.
"You've come," Xiao Yingxiong said solemnly.
Ling Han smiled slightly. "Is this what you're relying on?" He pointed at the other's sword.
"We'll know after we fight."
Ling Han chuckled and walked into the third level of the Nine Deaths Formation.
He would not be complacent. His opponent was only worse than him because he did not cultivate physical techniques. In terms of the power of rules, he was not inferior to him in a battle of the same level, or only at a slight disadvantage.
If he went to fight in the fourth level, he would be at a great disadvantage.
Xiao Yingxiong also walked in and confronted Ling Han.
"You're not fighting?" Ling Han was surprised.
Xiao Yingxiong casually waved his sword, and without even unsheathing it, he said, "I have."
Ling Han chuckled. "You're not here to spar. You have other motives, right?"
It was more refreshing to read on the phone.
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