A stream of qi flowed out from the blood imprint on his hands and into the wound on his back. Under the nourishment of the qi, it slowly healed.
This feeling was very strange. It was as if his spirit could feel the direction of the damaged flesh and then use the qi to nourish it. It was as if the qi had already been imprinted in his mind.
With a thought, Ye Zifeng's mind once again entered a vast starry world. The Dreamy Cloud Swamp and the mountains were crisscrossing. It was like a paradise, yet it felt very familiar.
He could feel that there was a huge ghost shadow circling around in this world. Ye Zifeng could only see a rough outline of the shadow, but he couldn't see the whole picture.
"You only suffered a small injury. Why did you wake me up? Why did you slow down my growth for no reason? Can't you just use your qi to heal yourself? "The deep voice had a hint of dissatisfaction in it.
This ghost was a high level martial spirit that could grow. If not, then he wouldn't be so arrogant.
Hearing this, Ye Zifeng embarrassedly smiled, "I don't know why either. I wanted to use my qi but unintentionally, I used the power of my martial spirit. This is very strange."
"You used your qi and used the power of your martial spirit?" The ghost didn't believe what Ye Zifeng said. According to what he said, in the future, every time he gets injured, he would have to use his qi to wake himself up.
"How did you use your qi? Show me ….." The ghost continued to ask.
Ye Zifeng mimicked what he did just now. He was practicing an orthodox Qi Gathering technique so he wouldn't make any mistakes. Because of this, the ghost shadow was very confused. Could it be that Ye Zifeng needs to bleed a bit more before he can see the results?
"Alright. Let's not talk about this anymore." Ye Zifeng smiled, "Speaking of which, not only can your martial spirit destroy, it can also regenerate my body. What kind of martial spirit do you have? Could it be that you have two martial spirits? Tell me. It'll be easier for me to control you when I enter the Martial Disciple realm. "
The ghost coldly snorted, "You want to control me? Hehe … You don't have the strength to make me listen to you, and you don't have the ability to know my abilities. All you have to do is to live well. After all, if you die, it will be very troublesome on my side. That's why I lent you part of my ability. Alright, you've disturbed my cultivation long enough … Go back. "
After he said that, a whirlwind suddenly appeared on the ground and whistled towards Ye Zifeng. Ye Zifeng's expression changed and tried to run away. However, in the end, he was still drowned by the qi.
At the same time, Ye Zifeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. He saw that the lights around him had already dimmed. It was midnight. When he thought back to what happened just now, he felt cold sweat all over his body.
It was one thing to dream of a peerless beauty while cultivating in the middle of the night, but to dream of a ghost that could scare people to death, what was this?
Ye Zifeng shook his head and bitterly smiled as he laid down on the bed.
After lying down, his entire body was petrified. He couldn't speak for a long time. So it turns out that his back didn't hurt at all.
He suddenly jumped up from the bed and lit up the lights. He forcefully turned his head to look at his injury.
Injury? Where did this injury come from? His entire back was extremely smooth. Don't talk about injury. In this hot summer, there wasn't even a mosquito mark on his back.
"This is really strange." He sighed. He wanted to circulate his qi and enter the realm of selflessness. However, he couldn't enter the Dreamy Cloud Swamp no matter what. Afterwards, he mutilated himself and made a small cut on himself. When he once again circulated his True Qi to regulate his breathing and treat himself, he discovered that it was all in vain. He guessed that perhaps, the condition for this Martial Spirit to be activated was when his life was in danger.
"Whatever. I don't want to think too much. I'll think about it when I reach the Martial Disciple realm from the peak of qi refining stage."
It was already midnight. Ye Zifeng's eyelids slowly closed. After so many days, he was mentally and physically exhausted. Not to mention the humiliation he suffered, he had to drag his sickly body and fight with the Thunder Rhino for three days. This was enough for a normal person to take a good rest.
"When I calm down ….. I really do miss her ….."
He looked at the moon outside the window and bitterly laughed. Then, he slowly fell asleep …..
… …
The next morning.
A man wearing a conical bamboo hat walked into the medicine shop. It wasn't anyone else but Ye Zifeng. In order to hide his identity, he wore a conical bamboo hat all the way here.
"What did you say? You want to buy a cauldron?" The shop assistant's expression changed. He hadn't been a shop assistant for a long time and he had seen many people clamoring to buy high quality pills. However, he had never seen anyone who wanted to buy a cauldron before.
It sounded like he was here to cause trouble. Who doesn't know that a cauldron is the life of a medicine shop?
"Don't worry. I'm not here to cause trouble. All the money is here. It's more than enough to buy a common tier cauldron." Ye Zifeng smiled. He could see that the shop assistant was in a difficult situation.
"Wait a minute. I'll go talk to the shopkeeper. This isn't a small matter." The shop assistant trembled and went back to his room.
Not long after, a big-bellied shopkeeper who was as fat as a meatball ran out while cursing.
"Who is it? Who is it? Which idiot wants to cause trouble here? Are they tired of living? "
When the shopkeeper saw that it was a man wearing a conical bamboo hat, his heart skipped a beat. Ye Zifeng didn't look like a normal person. He couldn't afford to offend him.
The shopkeeper squinted his eyes, "May I ask who you are ….."
"The person who wants to buy a cauldron ….." Ye Zifeng didn't take off his conical bamboo hat nor did he reveal his identity. This shopkeeper was afraid of Ye Zifeng's mysterious identity so he was being polite to him. Ye Zifeng didn't mind playing around with him.
"No. That's not what I'm asking about." The shopkeeper awkwardly smiled.
Ye Zifeng smiled, "If there's anything else, then it's someone who has money." He pointed at the bulging bag of gold coins on the table, picked it up and shook it, indicating that it was indeed filled with gold coins.
The shopkeeper was startled and smiled, "I'm sorry. I don't think you're in the alchemy business so you don't know the rules of the alchemy store. If you want to buy pills from the alchemy store, then no matter how much you buy, it won't be a problem. However, this cauldron is the foundation of alchemy and it's very limited. If I don't know who you are, then I can't sell it. "
Ye Zifeng looked at the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, you don't need to lie to me. According to the rules of the alchemy store, spirit, immortal and god tier cauldrons can't be sold. However, common tier cauldrons are not included." As a peak heaven tier alchemist, who knows the rules better than him?
Hearing this, the shopkeeper shook his head and bitterly smiled.
"So you're someone who knows about the alchemy business. This old man has eyes but can't see. However, in Leizhou City, common tier cauldrons are very limited. If you don't want to reveal your identity, then I can't sell it to you. "
Ye Zifeng furrowed his brows and coldly snorted. The shopkeeper was clearly telling him that he can't use the rules of the alchemy store in Leizhou City. If he wants to buy a cauldron, then he has to do as the Romans do.
If Ye Zifeng reveals his identity, then he'll be telling everyone in Leizhou City that he knows how to concoct pills. When that happens, the other clans will try to suppress him.
Ye Zifeng coldly laughed, "There's a total of 200 gold coins on the table. What if I add another 100 gold coins?"
The common tier cauldron's materials weren't good so it wasn't expensive. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Zifeng didn't want to waste time making one, he would've made one himself.
"300 gold coins?" The shopkeeper was shocked. For a common tier cauldron to be sold at this price, it was already the highest price that a common tier cauldron could be sold for.
"You'd rather add another 100 gold coins than reveal your identity. What's wrong with you? Don't tell me you're a wanted criminal in the Martial Spirit Continent?" The manager looked at Ye Zifeng suspiciously.
"If I'm a wanted criminal, then how long do you think you can live?" Ye Zifeng coldly smiled. His eyes were filled with killing intent as if he was a wanted criminal.
"Add another 50 gold coins. Even if you're a wanted criminal, I'll still sell this cauldron to you!" The shopkeeper acted as if he was very sorry for the cauldron. However, Ye Zifeng knew that a common tier cauldron only costs around 50 gold coins. But now, the shopkeeper was asking for 350 gold coins. This showed how black hearted he was.
Just as the two of them were about to reach an agreement.
"Shopkeeper ….." A girl's voice came from outside. Ye Zifeng felt that it was a bit familiar but he couldn't remember where he heard it before.
The girl's hair was tied up in a bun. Her figure was very good and her skin was smooth like a piece of jade.
"Bingqian ….." Ye Zifeng was shocked. He licked his lips and cursed in his heart. At the same time, he lowered his bamboo hat even more.
"Shopkeeper, I heard that you have an extra cauldron here. I have a few pills that I need to concoct so I came to buy it from you. If I really can't do it, I'll rent your cauldron. That should be fine ….."
The shopkeeper thought for a bit and looked at Ye Zifeng and then at Bingqian, "Miss Bingqian, I'm really sorry. A customer just bought the cauldron here. You're late ….." Although the shopkeeper was black hearted, he still followed the rules of first come, first served. This was his bottom line as a merchant.
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