The aroma of herbs filled Feng Hao's nostrils, making him feel lighter. His tiredness was gone.
"This is the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia, created by Shennong. It can cure all diseases and detoxify all poisons in the world!"
Elder Fen explained with a solemn face.
"Take it!"
With a wave of his hand, the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia floated up, and Feng Hao reached out to catch it.
"Drip your blood on it!"
"Yes!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Hao bit his left index finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the Divine Medicine Compendium. Then, the blood slowly seeped into the compendium. When the drop of blood completely seeped into the compendium, the compendium scattered into specks of starlight and entered his body.
"As expected, only the Ethereal Martial Constitution can control the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia!"
Elder Fen watched quietly as everything happened.
Not long after, Fenghao opened his eyes with a bitter expression.
He wanted to cry when he thought about the method to condense the elixirs recorded in the encyclopedia.
That was a sea of spirit herbs. His scalp went numb just by looking at it.
"How could this be?"
He remembered that his father, Feng Chen, had once said that an alchemist only needed about a hundred types of spirit herbs to condense elixirs, and the number of spirit herbs recorded in the encyclopedia was no less than ten thousand.
"Pfft!You brat, you don't know how lucky you are. "
Elder Fen snorted. "If you spread the word that you have the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia, you'll see what kind of storm it will cause. Besides, it can cure all diseases and detoxify all poisons. How can it be treated without the corresponding medicinal properties?How can it be detoxified? "
In fact, Feng Hao knew that the higher the level of the encyclopedia, the more useful it would be, and the more spirit herbs it would need to condense elixirs. However, how long would it take to gather tens of thousands of spirit herbs?
"Master!"
Feng Hao looked at the old man.
"Don't look at me like that. Do you think I would keep the spirit herbs?"
Elder Fen rolled his eyes.
In the past, he had spent a lot of effort to condense the perfect elixir. Moreover, he had to maintain and perfect the elixir. How could he have any leftover spirit herbs?
"That's not completely useless."
Feng Hao looked like he was about to cry.
He was happy for nothing.
"Brat, all you need to do is recover your physical strength. You can swallow any of the spiritual medicines recorded in the Medicine Encyclopedia and condense a 'False Core'. You're really stupid!"
Elder Fen berated him with a look of exasperation.
"Uh …"
Of course, Feng Hao didn't know any of this. He smiled awkwardly as he looked at the old man who was glaring at him.
"Do as you see fit. Remember your three-year promise!"
Elder Fen snorted lightly, and his transparent body turned into specks of light that entered the ring.
"Hu …"
After taking a deep breath, Feng Hao stood up. It was already midnight, so he didn't think too much and returned to the Feng Mansion.
Lying on the bed, his thoughts ran wild, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Feng Hao didn't go to the morning exercise. He practiced the thirty chapters of the Tiger Movement Scripture in the small courtyard. Then, he stood up and returned to his room. He took out all his savings, which were more than three hundred gold coins, and walked to the market.
"Let's take a look. The skin of the Rhinoceros Beast is intact. Only three hundred gold coins!"
"Made of fine iron, twenty-five kilograms of heavy hammer. Only seventy gold coins!"
"High-quality spirit herbs. Fifty gold coins each!"
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the market, a loud noise filled the air. Following the sound of the hawkers, Feng Hao slowly walked to a medicine stall.
The stall owner was an old man in a plain robe. There were hundreds of different kinds of spirit herbs placed on the stall. A fragrance lingered around the spirit herbs.
After a closer look, Feng Hao found that there were two spirit herbs on the stall. They were the ones recorded in the Medicine Encyclopedia.
"How much are the Clear Spirit Grass and the Fire Cloud Vine?"
He pointed at the spirit herb that was as red as blood and asked the old man.
The old man glanced at them and said, "The Clear Spirit Grass is forty-five gold coins each. The Fire Cloud Vine is one hundred and twenty gold coins a foot!"
Hearing this price, Feng Hao's eyebrows knitted together.
He only had three hundred and fifty-two gold coins in total. At this rate, he was afraid that it would be useless.
Without money, Feng Hao felt the pain of being poor for the first time. He also knew how much he had to spend every day when he used the spirit herbs to recuperate.
"Uncle, I only have three hundred and fifty-two gold coins. Three pearls of Clear Spirit Grass and two feet of Fire Cloud Vine. Is that okay?"
Feng Hao took out all his savings and placed them in front of the old man.
"Well …"
The old man seemed a little hesitant. However, when he saw that Feng Hao wasn't acting, he bit his lower lip. "Alright, deal!"
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Feng Hao was delighted and handed all the gold coins to the old man.
As soon as he put the spirit herbs into the cloth bag, a piercing voice rang out.
"Hey, isn't that our Young Master Feng?"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Feng Hao saw a handsome man dressed in luxurious clothes. He was escorted by four guards as he walked over.
"What?The Feng Family stopped your medicine. Are you here to buy it yourself? "
The man looked at Feng Hao with a mocking expression. His voice was sharp, and it immediately attracted some attention.
"That's the Young Master of the Feng Family and the Young Master Yang Kui of the Yang Family."
"I heard that the Young Master of the Feng Family swore in the Wan Family's hall that he would defeat the Wind Moon Academy's teacher, who is a high-level Martial Grandmaster, in three years."
"I heard that he is no longer the Young Master of the Feng Family."
The bystanders discussed and pointed at Feng Hao.
Ever since the incident with the Wan Family, Feng Hao's name had spread throughout Yulan City. Everyone wanted to see how this mediocre Young Master of the Feng Family would advance from a third grade Martial Disciple to a Martial Grandmaster in three years.
Of course, most of them were waiting to see him make a fool of himself. Three years was not long, but it was not short either. However, advancing from a Martial Disciple to a fourth grade Martial Disciple was undoubtedly a fool's dream!
"Move aside!"
Feng Hao stared at him coldly.
The Yang Family was one of the four great families of Yulan City. This Yang Kui was from the Yang Family. His cultivation was also at the fourth grade Martial Disciple level.
"You think you can move aside just because you say so?You mediocre person! "
Yang Kui took a step closer to Feng Hao. His eyes were filled with disdain.
"You won't move?"
Feng Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at him dangerously.
"What?You want to fight? "
Yang Kui was naturally not afraid of him. He directly reached out and pulled Feng Hao's cloth bag filled with spirit herbs.
"Bang!"
Feng Hao stretched out his fist and smashed it against his chest, causing him to stumble.
"You dare hit me?"
Rubbing his aching chest, Yang Kui looked at Feng Hao in shock. Obviously, he did not expect that Feng Hao, who was only a third grade Martial Disciple, would dare to fight him.
"You piece of trash!"
His face twitched as he ran toward Feng Hao.
The bystanders saw that the situation was not good, so they all scattered far away.
"Hu …"
Feng Hao slightly bent his body, arched his back, and pushed back with the tip of his foot. His body was like a ferocious tiger as he pounced toward Yang Kui.
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