Chapter 83

A Good Romance

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"Hahahaha, theft is a shameless and evil act in the first place, what more when it involves the Third Imperial Prince …" Wei He Le could not help but laugh loudly. At that time, even if the Academy did not want to pursue the matter, now that it involved the Imperial Clan, even Wu Song Lin's face would not be of any use.

There was no small matter in the Imperial Clan. Ling Han "dared to steal" something belonging to the Third Imperial Prince … that was definitely a dead end.

"However, there has to be a reason, right? Otherwise, why would the thief steal this thing?" Wei He Dong very quickly stopped laughing, and asked Feng Luo.

Feng Luo laughed mischievously, and said, "This is a keepsake of the Third Imperial Prince, and is only gifted to an extremely few people. Holding such a keepsake means that one is a close friend of the Third Imperial Prince. Not only is it a symbol of one's identity and status, all the expenses incurred in the various restaurants and inns of the Imperial City can be recorded, and the Third Imperial Prince will be responsible for paying."

"Ya …" Wei He Le looked envious. Although he was a genius alchemist, he had not obtained the Third Imperial Prince's favor, and was thus gifted with such a keepsake. Now, a profligate young master actually had one in his possession, so how could he not be envious?

Feng Luo smiled proudly. This was something that Feng Yan had specially gifted to him, in case he caused trouble in the Imperial City. With the keepsake of the Third Imperial Prince, everyone would have to give him some face. He patted Wei He Le's shoulder, and said, "Young Master Wei, I'll leave the matter of framing him to you."

"I …" Wei He Le looked like he was in a difficult position. He only knew how to concoct alchemical pills, and he only knew how to eat, drink, and play around. However, he had never done something like framing someone before. Moreover, in the past, there were too many people who wanted to suck up to him. He only needed to open his mouth, and there would naturally be people who would do it for him. There was no need for him to do it himself.

"What? You're not willing?" Feng Luo laughed coldly. He pretended to put away the keepsake. "Then forget it. I only wanted to help you vent your anger. Since you're not willing, I won't force you."

"Wait!" Wei He Le hurriedly called out. He gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll do it!"

His heart was filled with hatred. The reason why he had offended Ling Han was because he wanted to help Feng Luo vent his anger. But now, this guy actually said that he wanted to help him vent his anger. He was really turning his back on him.

But after he had been abandoned by Wu Song Lin, he was no longer the "Young Master Wei" of the past. He was only a Yellow Grade low level alchemist, so did he have the right to stand against Feng Luo?

Behind Feng Luo stood a genius of martial arts. Feng Luo was faintly showing signs of approaching the level of the Third Imperial Prince, Can Ye, and other peerless geniuses of his generation. His future was limitless, so how could a down-and-out alchemist like him compare to him?

When one was under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to lower his head. If he rejected Feng Luo now, that would mean that he had cut off his only possible future. If he followed Wu Song Lin, he might be able to leave Rain Country in future, and escape from Wu Song Lin's shadow.

He took the violet badge, and silently walked to Feng Luo's side. He stood with his hands by his side, and placed himself in a relatively lower position.

"Hahahaha!" Feng Luo laughed loudly, his face filled with pride.

Even his Eldest Brother would not have thought that he would actually be able to subdue a slightly talented alchemist. Who would still dare to say that he was a profligate young master? Try and subdue a Yellow Grade alchemist!

Wei He Le lowered his head, his eyes filled with regret. But now that things had come to this, how could he still turn back?

After a free meal, Qi Zhan Tai naturally returned to Heaven's Medicine Pavilion, while Ling Han brought Hu Niu around for a while to buy some materials to set up an array. Only then did he return to the Academy.

He was not in a hurry to take the Second Star Pill. Instead, he began to set up an array around the courtyard.

This was an early warning array. Anyone who entered the courtyard would be alerted by the array, and would send out a warning that only he could receive. Even if he was not in the courtyard, there would still be some clues left behind, telling him that an outsider had intruded into this courtyard.

There was nothing he could do about it. The materials he had on hand were limited, so he could only set up such a simple array. Otherwise, if it had been in his last life, even a powerful warrior of Heaven Tier might not have dared to barge into the array that he had set up.

"I'll just make do with it. I don't have any enemies right now anyways," he mumbled.

If these words were heard by Liu Yu Tong, Qi Yong Ye, and the others, they would definitely jump out to object.

He actually dared to say that he didn't have any enemies!

Wu Bo was one, Feng Yan was another, He Jun Chen was another, and so were Nangong Ji. These people were not to be trifled with, especially Wu Bo and Feng Yan. One was a young master of the direct line of descent of the Wu Clan, while the other was a genius of martial arts who had the potential to become a king tier. If these two were not considered enemies, then who was?

Unfortunately, they did not know that although Ling Han's current cultivation level was weak, deep in his bones was the pride of a powerful warrior of Heaven Tier. How could he possibly care about these small fries? Moreover, in his last life, his personality had been like this. He was incomparably proud, and would definitely not lower his head to anyone.

This array was very simple, so it did not take Ling Han long to finish setting it up. Then, he began to take the Second Star Pill to strengthen his divine sense.

As far as Ling Han knew, there was no cultivation technique in this world that could strengthen one's divine sense. Only when one's cultivation level increased would one's divine sense correspondingly strengthen to the next level. This was a passive process. For example, when he had been in Heaven Tier in his last life, he only had to slightly wave his spiritual power, and he could even directly erase the soul of a powerful warrior of Spiritual Infant Tier.

But he had always suspected that since the divine sense could be recovered through cultivation techniques, strengthened through alchemical pills and godly medicines, then it should also be possible to cultivate through cultivation techniques. It was just that there was no such cultivation technique in circulation now.

This was not impossible.

Because if he had not come from ten thousand years ago, how would he know that so many pill recipes had been lost in the passage of time?

Obviously, a great many good things had disappeared in the course of history. It was so in this life, so could it be that his last life would not be an exception?

A definite example was that during the last period of his last life, he had once walked into a great many ancient sites, and obtained some ancient pill recipes from them, which similarly belonged to the category that had been lost in the passage of time.

Thus, many, many years ago, perhaps there had been cultivation techniques that could temper the divine sense.

As he thought about this, he continued to absorb the medicinal effects of the Second Star Pill. His whole body instantly felt incredibly comfortable, because his soul was responsible for all the sensations in his body. Now that his divine sense had become stronger, he naturally felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

One after another, he very soon swallowed all seven Second Star Pills.

"The power of my soul has almost doubled …" Ling Han opened his eyes, and his gaze became even deeper, as if it was a bottomless pit, causing others to involuntarily sink into it. He smiled, "This is the benefit of having a strong divine sense. I can use my divine sense to oppress my opponent, and this can be used as a special move. If others are not on guard, it is very possible that they will be instantly killed by me …"

"The strength of my soul now should be equivalent to that of Gushing Spring Tier." His smile involuntarily widened, "This means that I will be able to cultivate at the speed of Gushing Spring Tier's Spiritual Qi absorption. Added with my Immortal Grade Spirit Base, hehe, I'm afraid that even I would be shocked by the speed of my cultivation.

"Hurry up and reach Gushing Spring Tier. Only when I reach Gushing Spring Tier will I be able to cultivate Black Grade martial arts techniques. That is the true beginning of martial arts. Now, I have all the secret techniques in my arsenal, yet I am unable to use them. This kind of feeling is really terrible …"

"Yi, there's a mouse that ran in …"

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