In the vast wilderness.
A big dog more than ten meters tall and twenty meters long was running recklessly, as fast as lightning.
After the initial vigilance and fear, Pan Shaoyang found that neither Yang Fan nor the Dahei dog seemed to have any intention of attacking him. The little guy's mind gradually became active.
He touched here and there like a curious baby, and at the same time, he was courageous enough to lie on the edge of Dahei's back and watch the scenery along the way.
He didn't dare to get too close to Yang Fan, because Yang Fan was too mysterious to him. Not only could he tame a big dog like Dahei, but he could also summon flames with a wave of his hand like a magician in the legends.
The strength of this person was unfathomable. Although he seemed to be very kind, Pan Shaoyang still felt a little instinctively afraid.
"That, Brother Yang Fan!" Perhaps he was bored after seeing too much scenery along the way, Pan Shaoyang's butt moved slightly towards Yang Fan. He mustered up his courage and said softly to Yang Fan, "Thank you for saving me just now. I have two fruits here for you!"
Pan Shaoyang handed over the two red fruits that he had just plucked from the tree to Yang Fan. It seemed that he wanted to ease the relationship between him and Yang Fan.
Just like adults who met for the first time, they would propose a toast or a cigarette. Now, in addition to the long sword in his hand, the only thing that Pan Shaoyang could offer was these two delicious fruits.
"No need." Yang Fan looked back at him, shook his head slightly, and said, "These two level two spiritual fruits are suitable for you to eat now. After eating them, your injuries will be healed, and your cultivation may also be improved."
"As for me, unless it's a spiritual fruit above level seven or eight, it will be a waste. It won't have any effect."
Refused?
Pan Shaoyang was stunned, but still insisted, "Then let's each take one. Even if it doesn't have any effect, it's good to taste and quench your thirst!"
"Oh?" Yang Fan turned around with great interest and took a deep look at Pan Shaoyang. "Didn't you hear me clearly just now? I said that these two fruits are Lv 2 spiritual fruits. They can not only heal wounds but also improve cultivation. Why do you insist on giving me one instead of keeping it for yourself?"
After ordinary people learned about the effects of spirit fruits, they would generally want to swallow all the spirit fruits in one go. Not to mention sharing with others, they might even snatch the spirit fruits from others.
But this Pan Shaoyang didn't seem to be moved. After hearing the effects of the spirit fruit, his expression didn't even change. He still insisted on giving one of them to Yang Fan.
Such a simple and adorable young man was hard to come by nowadays.
"Big Brother Yang is my savior. Even if this is an Immortal Pill, I must give it to Big Brother Yang first!" Pan Shaoyang replied matter-of-factly, "Moreover, I also want to make friends with Big Brother Yang, I just don't know if Big Brother Yang will dislike me …"
Yang Fan smiled. This was the first time he met someone who was so brazenly trying to get close to him.
"Alright! You are my friend! "Yang Fan reached out and took the spirit fruit from Pan Shaoyang's hand. He put it in his mouth and took a light bite.
"You ate a Lv 2 Spirit Fruit, Cherry. Your body has improved a little. Physique + 1, Blood Qi + 2."
Sure enough, the experience gained was pitifully little. But the taste was not bad.
Yang Fan finished the entire Cherry in two or three bites and casually threw the core to the side.
Pan Shaoyang next to him also started to eat the Cherry. But unlike Yang Fan, with every bite, the blood in his body boiled and surged. The effect was very good.
After eating the entire Lv 2 Spirit Fruit, not only did Pan Shaoyang's lost blood completely recover, his cultivation also seemed to have reached the peak of Lv 9 Martial Disciple. He was only one step away from becoming a true martial artist.
"When did a Lv 2 Spirit Fruit's effect become so good?"
Yang Fan was slightly stunned. Pan Shaoyang was now a Lv 9 Martial Disciple. According to Yang Fan's previous estimation, he would need at least two Lv 2 Spirit Fruits to reach his current state of cultivation.
But now, Pan Shaoyang had only eaten one Lv 2 Spirit Fruit and he had already achieved the effect of two Lv 2 Spirit Fruits.
This was really strange.
Yang Fan had also eaten one Lv 2 Spirit Fruit. Even for a master like him, the effect of a Lv 2 Spirit Fruit was very small. But the total amount of spiritual energy contained in the fruit was certain.
It didn't make sense that other people would get a Lv 1 Spirit Fruit, but Pan Shaoyang got a Lv 10 Spirit Fruit.
This kid was probably a little strange as well.
Yang Fan couldn't help but use the Intermediate Appraisal Skill on Pan Shaoyang. In an instant, a list of attributes appeared above Pan Shaoyang's head.
Name: Pan Shaoyang
Age: 17
Blood Qi: 60006000 (Martial Disciple Lv 9 60006000)
Mental Power: 4242 (Unawakened 4250)
Bloodline Talent: Shennong (Fully activated, 100% increase in effect after taking Spirit Medicine, no limit on number of uses)
Strength: 221
Physique: 228
Agility: 252
Intelligence: 68
Skills: Basic Swordsmanship (11000100000), Basic Subtraction (620010000), Basic Footwork (150010000), Hard Qigong (150010000)
Note: I have to say, you may have picked up a treasure!
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and focused on Pan Shaoyang's Bloodline Talent.
"Shennong? What kind of strange Bloodline Talent is this? Why do I feel more and more like playing some kind of game? "
After reading the explanation behind Shennong's Bloodline Talent, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched. He suddenly felt a little envious.
"Why do I feel like this kid is the son of God? This is a real f * cking life!"
Yang Fan sighed softly.
Not only did he not have the limit of three uses of Spirit Medicine, but the effect of each Spirit Medicine was double that of others!
There was simply no justice in this world!
"Fortunately, I was kind enough to save him. Otherwise, if such a genius were to die in the wild, it would definitely be a great loss to the human race!"
"If such a person is lucky enough to survive this catastrophe, as long as there is a slight chance, he will definitely rise up and become the mainstay of the human race in the apocalypse."
Even if he was not the Sword Emperor, as long as he could continue to live, his future achievements would not be inferior to the real Sword Emperor!
Yang Fan was shocked and at the same time, he was very sad.
Just now, he had been observing Pan Shaoyang taking Level Two Spirit Medicine, but he did not receive any voice notification from the system. It seemed that this Shennong Bloodline Talent was not fated with him.
Double the effect of taking Spirit Medicine, and no limit on the number of uses. If coupled with Yang Fan's data breakthrough system, he was simply invincible, right?
What should he do? He suddenly wanted to take in another disciple.
Seeing geniuses, Yang Fan could not help but want to turn them into his own side account, constantly working for him.
Especially for a genius like Pan Shaoyang, Yang Fan did not want to miss out.
"It is impolite not to reciprocate." With a flip of his hand, Yang Fan took out a drop of Millennium Spirit Chalcedony from his storage space and said, "Consider this drop of Spirit Chalcedony as a gift for eating one of your Spirit Fruits. Friends should reciprocate. Take this and we'll be true friends!"
Yang Fan did not rush to take in a disciple. He decided to test the goods first, and then slightly shorten the distance between them.
"Thank you Big Brother Yang!"
Hearing Yang Fan say that he wanted to make a true friend, Pan Shaoyang laughed heartily. Without saying a word, he took the Spirit Liquid from Yang Fan and directly drank it.
Boom!
The surrounding Spirit Qi became violent, and then crazily rushed into Pan Shaoyang's body.
It only took a moment.
Pan Shaoyang's cultivation broke through to Martial Master level. This was not the end. After breaking through to Martial Master level, the Spirit Qi in his body was still boiling and rolling, showing no signs of stopping.
Martial Master level one, Martial Master level two!
A drop of Thousand Year Spirit Jade Marrow actually allowed Pan Shaoyang to break through two realms, directly advancing to Martial Master level two!
Yang Fan was flabbergasted in his heart. This kind of speed and efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy was a bit too awesome!
Yang Fan remembered very clearly.
His father, Yang Chaoqun, and his mother, Zhao Linglan, had consumed the Thousand Year Spirit Jade Marrow. After refining it for two days and two nights, they still had not completely absorbed it. Everyone's cultivation had only advanced by two realms.
However, they had consumed a total of ten drops of Thousand Year Spirit Jade Marrow.
Compared to this kid in front of him, whether it was refining speed or advancing speed, Father and Mother Yang were all kneeling.
From swallowing to advancing, did it not take more than ten seconds?
This kind of refining speed was already comparable to Yang Fan's Swallow the Heavens and Devour the Earth divine ability!
This was so awesome that it was beyond reason.
Yang Fan was very excited. When Pan Shaoyang woke up from his meditation, Yang Fan directly put his arm around Pan Shaoyang's shoulder affectionately and said eagerly, "Brother Shaoyang, accept me as your teacher!"
Pan Shaoyang was dumbfounded. Looking at Yang Fan's attitude, which was so different from before, he asked timidly, "Brother Yang Fan, what do you mean?"
Yang Fan coughed lightly, straightened his body, and looked at Pan Shaoyang with admiration. "I can see that your talent is not bad. Your bones are clear and strange. Vaguely, there seems to be a pressing spiritual energy gushing out from the top of your head. It's brilliant!"
"A natural protagonist, a genius, destined to be extraordinary in this life, just like you, Brother Yang. In the future, you are destined to save the world and protect the peace of all humans on the Source Planet!"
"So, accept me as your teacher, and I will teach you the great ability to subdue demons and demons. I will lead you to kill all the demons and ghosts in this world!"
Yang Fan's voice was low, and his tone was moderate. It was very infectious. He unconsciously used some of the little tricks of the [Charm] skill to confuse people's minds. Pan Shaoyang's blood boiled when he heard this.
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