"Fine Xuanwu Stone and a Grade 1 Star Pill."
The deacon in charge of exchanging treasures at the center of the martial arts hall smacked his lips when he saw Zhou Yang's current appearance. After a long while, he took out the items.
J Version Y First AZ
He had drawn these two treasures from the treasure chest in the arena. Fine Xuanwu Stone was what he lacked, but he already had three Grade 1 Star Pills. However, no one would complain about having too many of these things. Even if he could not use it himself, he could still sell it or give it to others. After all, it was quite valuable.
Turning his head, Zhou Yang looked at the list of rewards for five consecutive victories.
Similar to three consecutive victories, five consecutive victories was also the first time Jin Lin had seen a martial art. The last time he chose a treasure for three consecutive victories, he had decided to choose a sword dao martial art for five consecutive victories. However, after listening to Long Ling's words last night, he hesitated.
Jin Lin hid a great opportunity, which was naturally more important than a sword dao martial art.
"Zhou Yang, quickly choose, look at your blood … …" Tang Yuewu said anxiously.
Zhou Yang nodded and finally looked at the martial art.
Jin Lin was indeed more important than a martial art, but at this stage, he needed to improve his combat effectiveness as quickly as possible. If it was Jin Lin, not to mention that his body could not fuse with it, even if it did, it would not improve his combat effectiveness as much as a martial art.
"I choose a sword dao martial art." Zhou Yang looked at the deacon and said.
"What kind of sword dao martial art?" The deacon seemed to have expected Zhou Yang to choose a sword dao martial art and did not look surprised.
"Heavy sword sword dao, do you have it?"
"There is a heavy sword martial art called Thousand Kilogram Break, but this martial art is very difficult to cultivate." The deacon kindly reminded.
"The more difficult, the better. I want the Thousand Kilogram Break as a reward for five consecutive victories." Zhou Yang smiled.
The deacon smiled awkwardly, took out a secret manual from his storage ring and handed it to Zhou Yang.
"Okay, go back and heal, you lunatic." Tang Yuewu urged.
Zhou Yang no longer hesitated, took the secret manual and went back with Tang Yuewu and the others. Along the way, he kept flipping through it.
Every sword dao in the continent had a martial art. For example, the Storm Sword Art that he used to cultivate. However, the Storm Sword Art was not a high-level martial art. Anyone who used a sword could cultivate it. As for the Thousand Kilogram Break, it was a high-level sword dao martial art that required one to master the Sword Qi of the heavy sword.
Only with this kind of high-level sword art could one unleash the full power of the heavy sword style.
When they arrived at the General's Mansion, Xiao He prepared some hot water and sprinkled some medicinal powder in it. After Zhou Yang soaked in the water, he felt as if thousands of ants were biting him, especially his shoulder.
The wounds on Zhou Yang's back, shoulder, and chest were so deep that bones could be seen. If it were a cultivator with a normal body, they would have fainted long ago. However, Zhou Yang did not care; he only felt some pain.
"Zhou Yang, I brought the Xuanhua Powder."
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Tang Yuewu hurriedly walked in.
"You … Aiya …"
Tang Yuewu hastily turned around, her face blushing.
Zhou Yang was also a little embarrassed. This little devil was too rash. He actually walked in without even knocking on the door. He hurriedly got up and put on his pants.
"Are you done yet?" Tang Yuewu anxiously asked with her back facing Zhou Yang.
"That's enough. Next time, remember to knock."
Zhou Yang said helplessly.
"I was afraid that you would die. That's why I forgot. This princess is not the kind of person who doesn't know etiquette." Tang Yuewu turned around, the blush on her face still did not subside.
Zhou Yang shook his head without saying anything. He sat on the bed and began to regulate his breathing.
Tang Yuewu walked behind Zhou Yang. The blush on her face slowly dissipated, but her eyes were red.
"You really don't want your life. Such a terrible wound could kill." Tang Yuewu had a complaining expression on her face, but her hands were very gentle. She carefully applied the Xuanhua Powder on the wound.
"Don't be afraid. I have you to treat my wound. You are my personal pharmacist." Zhou Yang teased.
"Who is your personal pharmacist? I just pity you. Don't think that I like you." Tang Yuewu said in a spoiled manner. But as she spoke, she unexpectedly revealed a sad expression.
"If I'm not here, who will treat your wound? This Xuanhua Powder needs to be combined with my spirit water true qi to bring out the best effect. If I'm not here in the future, you can't be so crazy." Tang Yuewu's eyes were already filled with tears after she finished speaking.
Zhou Yang, whose back was facing Tang Yuewu, naturally did not know that the beauty behind him had already shed tears. He only felt that Tang Yuewu's words were somewhat strange, as if she was about to leave immediately.
"No wonder I didn't recover as quickly as you applying the Xuanhua Powder on me. So it's because of your true qi. Oh right, you still haven't told me what your Astral Soul is."
Zhou Yang was somewhat curious. Tang Yuewu was only 15 years old, but her cultivation base was already at the 6th level of the Martian Realm. Moreover, her net worth had long since reached 2.5 million. In terms of talent and potential, she was a proud daughter of heaven who was on par with Yan Qingcheng.
It was just that no one seemed to know what her Astral Soul was.
"I'm not telling you. If you have the ability, ask her to come out yourself." Tang Yuewu's face turned red after she finished speaking. She immediately climbed down from the bed and said, "Alright, the wounds on your back and chest will recover in three days. As for your shoulder, you need to recuperate for at least half a month. You can't use force. Otherwise, the wound will split open."
"Got it. Thank you."
Zhou Yang turned his head and looked at Tang Yuewu.
Their eyes met, and Tang Yuewu's face turned even redder. "You, you, you … What are you looking at? You've never seen such a beautiful woman before. If you keep looking, I'll gouge your eyes out."
"Indeed, I've never seen her before." Zhou Yang laughed.
"You're lying. You've clearly seen Yan Qingcheng before. Moreover, the two of you must be very familiar with each other. Hmph." Tang Yuewu's eyes flashed with a trace of happiness.
"She …" Zhou Yang shook his head. "In my opinion, beauty is flesh and blood. It can cry and laugh. If I were only an ordinary person, I would probably want to marry a girl like you.
"You … You dare to tease me? Bastard, who wants you to marry me? I won't marry you. Shameless." Tang Yuewu ran out after she finished speaking, her face red to the ears.
Zhou Yang was startled. Although what he said was the truth, he was actually just lamenting. Sometimes, he really envied the ordinary lives of ordinary people.
Warriors pursued to become stronger throughout their lives. However, in this world, there would always be a higher mountain. Even the strongest Zhenwu Heavenly Emperor had fallen. As for where the pinnacle lay, no one knew.
"There's always a higher mountain. The path of the strong is endless. I only want to ask you, what do you want?" The dragon spirit suddenly asked.
What do I want …
Zhou Yang frowned. He thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of an answer. Previously, he thought that he only wanted to prove himself. But when he really achieved it, what he wanted was to protect his loved ones.
However, he didn't know if one day, when he had the ability to protect his loved ones, would he have another request …
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