Fang Zheng felt that he needed to find a fake Rare Manuscript of Blade Register and strengthen it to produce the real Rare Manuscript of Blade Register.
Rare Manuscript of Having a Blade but no Blade Series!
It was a waste to the Death's Head Blade in his hands—to allow a shining pearl to be covered by ashes.
The lights of the night glowed with a hint of chilliness. Fang Zheng, who had just finished devouring a buffet at the restaurant, was immediately troubled by an even more annoying matter.
Before solving the problem of finding a fake Rare Manuscript of Blade Register, he must first solve a bigger problem he was currently facing.
He has encountered a bottleneck in his training!
No matter if he was training the Golden Immune Arhat or the Exorcist Golden Warrior Seal, it was clear that his efforts to enter a new level was slowing down.
He was stuck in the middle level and could not make a break into the final level.
Training in martial arts was like training your life.
The poor studies, the rich trains.
…
The wisdom accumulated through thousands of years by the ancients summed up the importance of Qi and blood to a martial art trainer from early on.
In the three rare tomes that Zheng Fang had learned, the importance of Qi and blood to a martial art trainer was highlighted more than once.
Martial art trainers who had strong Qi and blood could restrain their divine light and dominate; if they had weak Qi and blood, the whole body would silt up and result in difficulty during training—it would be like walking in the swamp, dimming the divine light.
Fang Zheng had weak Qi and blood, hence his body was
It was obvious just from the bottleneck he was facing in training.
'I'm afraid in a few days the Maha Golden Immunity Shield would also face a halt in entering the next level,' Fang Zheng thought worriedly.
Since he ate the Liuwei Dihuang teapills whose effects were unknown, training for a few hours would equate to a few years of hard work—maybe even decades for others. Although the speed of entering a new level increased, the burden on the body had also doubled.
One could not have both at the same time.
'It seems like I can't save up these three runes,' Fang Zheng thought while feeling slightly depressed.
'I about how rare it is for me to be rich for once, and that the remaining runes can be kept and used in other more important matters, but reaching a bottleneck in my cultivation has disrupted my plans.'
In the end, it was due to being poor! Poor! POOR!
That was the reason why Fang Zheng had been so stingy, calculative, and was cutting down on expenses. He was afraid that precious opportunities would be wasted. However, it seemed impossible for him to keep those savings then.
Unless he wanted to stay stingy his entire life and forever depend on normal food to maintain the most minimal cost for his training.
Fang Zheng hesitated and looked at the sky from an angle; his heart hurt so much.
Hall of Four Season Pharmacy
It was not yet 11pm—the closing time—when Fang Zheng reached the pharmacy outside of the neighborhood.
"Old Yang, Old Yang, do you have any medicine that can help restore blood?"
When Fang Zheng rushed into the Hall of Four Season Pharmacy, he was stunned when he saw that the person sitting behind the transparent glass cupboard was not the owner of the pharmacy but a 12 or 13 years old young girl in a high school uniform.
On the girl's delicate and exquisite face were a pair of conservative and thick black frame spectacles. Her hair was tied into two ponytails, and she gave the first impression of being a good girl—a goody two shoes.
She was looking after the shop while doing her homework.
"Shh!"
Fang Zheng was frightened till his liver shivered, and he suddenly felt a headache. How did he manage to meet this girl at this hour?
Drawing in a breath of the chill air, he could feel the cold at the back of his teeth.
"Hehe," the pharmacy owner's daughter sneered.
The corner of Fang Zheng's eye twitched. "Little Xue, where's your dad?"
The pharmacy owner's daughter looked at Fang Zheng coldly and did not say a word, but the eyes under the conservative and thick black frame were giving him a sarcastic smile.
'The pharmacy owner's daughter looked at you with cool eyes and gave you a sarcastic look.'
'You are being sneered at by a junior high school student.'
'Hence, you vomit blood.'
'Death.' Those thoughts ran through his head.
Fang Zheng brazenly ignored the sneering look of the pharmacy owner's daughter and said, "Little Xue, do you have any medicine that's good for restoring blood?"
"Donkey-hide Gelatin, Donkey Gelatin Blood-Restoring Pills, Black-boned Chicken Baifeng Pills, Missus Happy Blood Restoration Oral Solution, and Blood Restoring Oral Solution. Mei Yuan Hemoglobin, Leonurus..." The pharmacy owner's daughter listed a bunch of names.
Fang Zheng was stunned.
As a man, he had no experience in buying these as he normally did not need to restore blood. He had no idea that so many medicines that restore blood would be available when he asked about it.
The pharmacy owner's daughter can name a dozen medicines without even having to think about it, and seven or eight of those medicines were uncommon professional chemical names that he had never even heard of.
He saw the pharmacy owner's daughter—who was only wearing a high school uniform—in a new light.
Why did he suddenly feel ashamed of himself?
A grown man running into the pharmacy in the middle of the night to buy Donkey-hide Gelatin, Donkey Gelatin, Leonurus…
Then asking a young girl in junior high which of it had a better effect…
Oh my.
There was something wrong about this picture.
Fang Zheng put on a bold face. Thinking to hurry his purchase and leave, he said, "Little Xue, apart from the Missus Happy Blood Restoration Oral Solution, please pack one of each of the blood restoring medicine for me."
Missus Happy... Listen to that... It just does not fit his masculine character.
Since he does not know which of the medicines had a better effect, buying all of them seemed to be the right choice.
He would test all of them one by one at home.
Huh?
Why does it always feel like there was something wrong with the picture?
The pharmacy owner's daughter looked at Zheng Fang and with a smile on her cute face, she said, "Leonurus, also known as Motherwort, belongs to the Lamiaceae family in the Leonurus Genus. The effect of Leonurus is to improve blood circulation and adjust the menstruation cycle. This medicine is used to cure irregular menstruation, dysmenorrhea, difficulty of giving birth, fainting due to loss of blood postpartum, encourage urination to decrease swelling, contract the womb, and is the main herb to cure otolaryngology disorders—also known as friends of women."
The pharmacy owner's daughter recited the whole list in one breath; what a genius!
Fang Zheng's face turned dark.
Things that a man did not have were all in this medicine. Leonurus… One could never imagine that it was such an unjust medicine.
"Who said that I'm buying these for myself."
"When did I say that?"
"How's it possible that I'm buying these for myself."
Fang Zheng explained awkwardly, "Can't it be that I'm buying it for my girlfriend?"
With her sarcastic look, the pharmacy owner's daughter said calmly, "So is that the reason why you bought Liuwei Dihuang teapills previously?"
Urgh!
Fang Zheng's face turned dark on the spot. "I was having nightmares and sweating a lot; it was physical weakness, not kidney deficiency! Also, it was you who handed me the Liuwei Dihuang teapills previously!"
Fang Zheng tried hard to redeem his image.
This was why he was always reluctant to deal with the pharmacy owner's daughter.
That cold expression, sarcastic look, combined with that poisonous mouth... No grass would grow within three miles of where she passed by.
After that, Fang Zheng picked up the Donkey-hide Gelatin, Donkey Gelatin, Black-boned Chicken Baifeng Pills, Leonurus and so on, and ran out of the pharmacy, battered under the sarcastic looks of the pharmacy owner's daughter.
He rushed home to try how efficacious medicine was, and whether they could be strengthened into strong blood restoring medicine.
It comes down to them to push through the bottleneck of training.