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Chapter 49

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Chapter 49

Lacking Money Again

Lacking Money Again

Lacking Money Again

Feng Hao stumbled out of Feng Chen's study. Yan Qing had left without saying goodbye, causing Feng Hao to feel a little disappointed. It was as if something was missing. This feeling was very strange.

Along the way, Feng Chen's words echoed in his mind.

"Forget her? Pretend that she was never born? "

Thinking back to Feng Chen's description of what had happened that day, as well as the destruction of the Werewolf Mercenaries, Feng Hao knew that the middle-aged man must have been the culprit behind everything that had happened.

As for his strength, Feng Chen concluded that he was a First Level Martial Ancestor!

There were only a handful of Martial Ancestors in the entire West Mist Country. Yet, that middle-aged Martial Ancestor actually addressed Yan Qing as Miss. One could only imagine how terrifying the Yan Family's strength was.

"In the end, is it because my strength is too low?"

Fenghao clenched his fists tightly and bit his lower lip. He allowed the salty taste to reverberate in his mouth. The light in his eyes gradually condensed again.

The strong were respected. Only the strong could be respected.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Martial Origin surged, wave after wave condensing on his fists. His clothes fluttered even though there was no wind, and his long hair floated in the air.

"Ha!"

Following the shout, he raised his fists and smashed them hard on the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

Two fists smashed down, one after the other, one after the other, without stopping. As the fists fell, the ground cracked and a pit was formed. Only when his entire forearm was buried in the soil did Fenghao stop, gasping for breath. He collapsed on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Initially, he was happy that he had advanced to a Martial Ancestor. Now that he thought about it, he realized that he was too naive.

Yan Qing, a girl who was only a few months older than him, could even fight against a Martial Grandmaster. What about him?

"Hehe!"

Feng Hao mocked himself and slowly stood up.

The vastness of the world was not something he could imagine. Perhaps, even the Martial Arts Grandmasters who had absolute authority in the West Mist Country would only be existences at the bottom when they went out of the country.

This was definitely possible. It could be seen from the identity of the middle-aged man.

"Power!"

Feng Hao's gaze became firm.

If one wanted to possess top-notch strength, the first factor was the grade of the secret art. However, Feng Hao did not have this condition at the moment.

The pitiful amount of Martial Essence that the gradeless Evolution Technique had could not withstand his squandering. Sometimes, he even suspected that even if his body could withstand the Rushing Thunder Five Forces, he would not be able to use it due to the amount of Martial Essence.

The small quantity of Wu Yuan played a decisive role.

However, he did not possess the strength to compete for the Martial Crystals.

"It seems like I have to leave the Feng Clan."

Feng Hao had already tasted the benefits of training in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, and he knew the importance of external factors. However, when he thought of the benefits of magical beast meat, he was even more tempted.

"In the long run, the Essence Pill will definitely become a gradeless one. By then, I can rely on the Essence Pill to go berserk, and my strength will increase by a few times."

Thinking of the gradeless Essence Pill, he felt an inexplicable fire burning in his heart.

A gradeless Essence Pill could increase by more than three times. In other words, this upper limit could be increased by a large margin!

If he became a Martial Master and possessed the ability to go berserk, he would definitely have no problem protecting himself against a Martial Grandmaster.

As he thought of this, he turned back.

"Hao-er."

Seeing that Feng Hao had returned, Feng Chen could not help but feel worried.

"Father, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Even his bodyguard was a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Feng Hao was aware of this.

Not to mention whether he could find the Yan family, even if he did, they would not care about a mere Martial Artist. Rather than that, he would rather have absolute power before he went to look for them.

"That's good."

Seeing that Feng Hao was serious, Feng Chen was relieved.

"Father, I want to go out and train."

Fenghao directly stated the purpose of his visit.

"Go out and train?"

At that moment, Feng Chen's eyebrows furrowed.

"Father, don't worry. I still have the ability to protect myself."

Feng Hao clenched his fists, and the Martial Energy that had been enhanced by the Essence Pill gushed out.

"Late-stage Martial Artist?!"

Feng Chen's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

A few days ago, this lad refined a piece of Martial Crystal and advanced to an intermediate Martial Artist. After that, he fainted once. How could he have advanced? This speed was simply heaven-defying!

"It's not just advancement, it's this."

With a flip of his palm, Feng Hao took out the Berserk Technique and handed it to Feng Chen.

"Berserk Technique?"

Obviously, Feng Chen did not know what it was, so he flipped it open.

As soon as he entered the technique, the first sentence made his heart flutter. Following that, his body began to tremble.

"My Essence Pill is of the highest grade."

Feng Hao explained.

"No wonder it has increased by three times."

Feng Chen suddenly understood. However, when he thought about the records, there was only one in ten thousand Essence Pills. To think that Feng Hao had actually achieved it.

"Father, condensing the Essence Pill is very risky. I'll leave this Berserk Technique to you."

Feng Hao said very seriously. He had condensed the Essence Pill before, so he knew how risky it was. He did not take it out previously because he was afraid that Feng Chen would rashly condense the Essence Pill. However, now that the matter was over, it was not too difficult for Feng Chen, who was already a Martial Grandmaster, to make full preparations and condense the Essence Pill.

"Don't worry!"

Feng Chen's face was also filled with joy. With this Berserk Art, the Feng Clan's strength would increase by several folds. After pausing for a while, he opened his mouth again: "Since you have already decided to go out and train, I will not force you to stay. However, you must be careful. As long as you are alive, there is hope. Although it is important to increase your strength, remember not to be reckless."

He knew how stubborn his son was. When it came to practicing martial arts, he would definitely risk his life. However, at home and outside were two different things.

"Father, don't worry."

After staying in the Magical Beast Mountain Range for a few months, Feng Hao naturally understood the rules.

"Oh right, you should go to Chiyang City. There is an Alchemist Guild there. As an alchemist, how can you not have an alchemist robe? Moreover, with the identity of an alchemist, it will be much more convenient for you to travel outside. "

Feng Chen added.

"Alchemist Guild?"

Feng Hao faintly remembered.

This Alchemist Guild was not a power of the West Mist Country. It was a guild established for all the alchemists in Tianwu University. The purpose of this guild was to serve the alchemists.

"Yes."

Feng Hao thought for a moment and agreed.

Indeed, if he had an alchemist robe on his body, there would naturally not be so many unremarkable people who would come looking for trouble.

"In the outside world, money is the only way."

As he spoke, Feng Chen opened a drawer and took out a ring. He poured out a large pile of gold coins. There were at least ten thousand of them.

Looking at these gold coins, Feng Hao remembered that he still had a large amount of spiritual medicine that he had not taken from the Accord Auction House.

These were spiritual medicines recorded in the Godly Armaments Encyclopedia. Condensing medicinal pills was a must.

However, the ten thousand gold coins that Feng Chen took out would not be of much use.

"How can I get money?"

Unconsciously, Feng Hao was conflicted on this question again.

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