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Bab 10: Body Refining Ointment

Editor: Hitesh_

The crisis was finally over. Liu Tao and the rest of the group let out a large sigh and finally relaxed after all the tension. Slowly they began to pale as they were aghast when they realized Ye Chen just killed a Mortal Realm Rank 10 warrior and a martial artist trained in Iron Shirt Armor Guard all by himself. They finally realized just how strong that man really was, even the No.1 outer disciple in the Hall of Golden Light could not replicate such feats; even those who had been just promoted to inner disciples probably could not do it, and even if they managed to do it, it would have been impossible to be uninjured after fighting such opposition. But Ye Chen, an outer disciple, had just done all that.

"Brother Ye, I have never truly admired anyone before, but today, I admire you!" Liu Tao said seriously.

Ye Chen wordlessly smiled.

The random encounter with bandits had brought them an extra income of about three thousand silvers. Divided evenly, everyone received about five hundred silvers which slightly compensated those life-threatening fights.

"Well I guess this is where I part ways." With more than enough silvers, Ye Chen didn't want to continue adventuring with a large group and decided to go to the Silent Hills by himself to practice his battle skills.

Liu Tao said: "Alright, we also plan to head to our hall. Take care of yourself."

As they were all about to leave, Tao Qing just could not help herself anymore and said: "Ye Chen! Remember to visit us!"

Ye Chen nodded, "If I have time, I shall see."

Soon, the group disappeared in Ye Chen's sight. Ye Chen thought, I have only been adventuring for so long yet I have already gained two thousand seven hundred silvers. With this amount, I can afford to buy some expensive medicine to condition my body. Sadly I will have to pass on being able to buy those essence stones for training Qi which cost about ten thousand silvers each. I could not even afford half of a stone...

Despite all that, what surprised Ye Chen the most was that it was actually his first time killing someone, but he actually did not feel much reaction to it... Maybe it has something to do with the previous owner or our fused soul power?

Shaking his head, Ye Chen really could not figure it out.

The Silent Hills covered about a thousand miles in which lived countless demonic beasts. As far as Ye Chen knew, in the outer range of about hundred miles, only rank 1 and rank 2 beasts were found, the chance of encountering a rank 3 beast was really low. That relatively bigger poisonous saw tooth tiger was actually not a true rank 3 monster, it could only be counted as a rank 2 demonic beast that was half a step into rank 3. However, past the outer range, was the inner range of about 200 to 500 miles which was labeled as the danger zone, where demonic beasts of rank 3 to rank 5 could appear any time, and with Ye Chen's current power level, any one of those beasts could kill him instantly.

Beyond 500 miles was the forbidden zone. About ten years ago, a large group of masters were sent to retrieve some rare valuable medicines. Unfortunately within the forbidden zone, they had encountered the rank 7 beast - Ghost Faced Bull, and among the hundreds of people that had been gathered, only one person had escaped and made it out, but sadly he too died a few days afterwards. His death was because there was too much residue energy from the demonic beast left in his body and caused him to go crazy which killed him eventually. After that incident, no one dared to even step foot in it.

Over the next ten miles, Ye Chen killed three beasts, two rank 1 beasts and one rank 2 beast. After gathering the valuable parts of the demonic beasts , Ye Chen stopped venturing deeper into the woods and started to walk parallel to the border of the danger zone so that he would not have to face any demonic beast above Rank 2.

...

Time went by quickly. On the third day, carrying a huge leather bag, Ye Chen headed back to the Windy Town.

The Panacea Pavilion was the only drug store in Windy Town, it was neither big nor fancy, but wealth wise, they were definitely number one.

Because in this world, the richest people were warriors who spent most of their money without abandon on medicine or elixirs for training. For them, money meant nothing, they could always make more, but the opportunity to improve their cultivation was extremely rare.

Soon after walking into the Panacea Pavilion, Ye Chen began to frown.

The store was crowded with people, most of them were warriors loaded with gear and well dressed young masters from rich families. But there were about one or two people that Ye Chen could not see through, which signified that they should at least be at the Condensing Reality Realm.

He walked up and put a huge bag of beast parts onto the counter.

"Hey, I am selling demonic beast parts."

The shopkeeper was an elder wearing a black robe trimmed in gold. With a calm and kindly countenance, he walked up to Ye Chen and opened the leather bag. As he was counting the parts, he calculated the prices as well, "Poisonous Sawed Tooth Tiger parts valued five hundred and twenty silvers, Bald Tail Wolf parts valued eighty-five silvers, Mad Bull parts valued three hundred and eighty silvers, ... in total it was one thousand six hundred and fifty silvers."

Ye Chen said, "Please have them changed all into golden notes." The so-called golden notes were exactly like the silver, they could be taken into the bank and changed into gold or could be used directly as currency. The lowest note was valued at five silvers, and the highest at ten thousand silvers, the service fee was three percent of the whole amount, which meant if one put one hundred silvers into the bank, one could only take out ninety-seven silvers.

The banks that issued the currency also guaranteed to never go bankrupt, making their notes worth the amount printed on them. There was a saying that, 'Even if the Windy Nation was destroyed one day, the Heaven Bank would still stand there in the ruins' in response to the questions on the reliability of the golden note. Heaven Bank was a super bank that spanned ten nations, it had countless powerful parties secretly protecting it which included the nation itself.

Asking the workers to put away the beast parts, the shopkeeper opened the safe and took out a couple of golden notes, and laid them all out neatly on the counter.

"Here is one hundred and sixty-five gold, please verify the total."

Ye Chen took a glance and nodded. Then his focus shifted and landed on the product shelf next to him.

Working in the sales industry, required great observation skills of potential buyers, the elder smiled and said: "Young warrior, is there anything else I may assist you in?"

Ye Chen replied: "I need something to boost my body strength, could you please give me some recommendations?"

"No need, let me get you a list of body boosting medicine that summarizes the effect of each medicine and the price each one."

"Sure."

The shopkeeper handed over the list then went back to his business, leaving Ye Chen with one very thick piece of paper in his hand.

Bone Boosting Pellet

Blood Patterned Tiger and snake's pure blood

Five thousand silver per pellet.

Bull Beast Power Boosting Pellet

Mad Bull's blood and Training Yuan plants

Three thousand and five hundred silver per pellet.

Flying Swallow Pellet

Flying Swallow liver and three different herbs

Two thousand silver per pellet.

...

After reading for a long time, Ye Chen shook his head. These body boosting medicines are way too expensive, they cost at least two to three thousand silvers. Counting everything I own, I could only afford one bone boosting pellet, which only lasts three days, which is not ideal for use in a long period of training.

With all those thoughts in his mind, Ye Chen started to envy those rich young masters from large families. They received the best training from the time they were born and ate expensive cultivation medicine like candy. After a few years of this, although the money spent on them could probably fill up a house, of course they would have rapid improvements! Of course with all those medicines, you could probably become a normal master at a martial school, but it would be extremely difficult to reach those higher levels.

Ye Chen kept reading, when he almost reached the bottom of the list, suddenly, his eyes lit up. Yes, there it is!

Body Boosting Ointment

Three Suns plant, cow oil, iron wood juice and six other ingredients

One hundred silver per bottle.

This is it! Letting out a breath, Ye Chen lifted up his head and called out to the staff member that was walking past, "Could you give me thirty bottles of Body Boosting Ointment?"

"Yes, sir! Coming right up."

Thirty bottles of the Body Boosting Ointment filled up a wooden box, Ye Chen paid for it and carried it out of the Panacea Pavilion.


Bab 11: The Number One Outer Disciple

Editor: Hitesh_

Whoosh... whoosh...whoosh...

In a little square courtyard, a human figure was seen practicing fist arts on a wooden post while standing in the horse stance. A wind was forcefully brought out by the powerful punches, blowing the dust around like a little tornado.

"Hea!"

After one movement, the punches suddenly got stronger. Two punches in a row had landed on the huge waist-sized post before a sudden sound came out. Snap! The post could not handle the force of the punches, and snapped in two at the middle, with the top part blown at least seven meters into the air, before breaking apart into shreds.

"Finally! The Unity Stage!"

With one last day before the Mu Ren Gang competition, the idea of slacking off never occurred to Ye Chen, as he focused on training his King Kong Fist with all his heart. He could feel and combine the power coming from every inch of his body, which created a higher level of explosive power, which was also why he could master the King Kong Fist to its highest stage.

The person who created this King Kong Fist manual probably had not mastered it to the Unity Stage, so I am definitely better in that regards; however, I could never invent my own style of martial art like he did at this moment, so I am inferior in that regard.

Ye Chen laughed and shook his head as he walked towards the stone table nearby.

On that round stone table, there was a white china jar with a red wooden plug on top. That was exactly that body boosting ointment he bought before.

Pop!

He unplugged the bottle and turned it upside down, a milky yellow colored liquid slowly dripped onto his palm releasing a strong pleasant medicinal scent.

Taking off his clothes, Ye Chen slowly rubbed the ointment over his whole body.

"Ah...so relaxing..." Shortly after, Ye Chen could feel a burning sensation that slowly soaked into his skin then into his muscle, blood and bones. It almost felt like there were ants crawling into his body, itchy, and a bit tingly.

Looking down, he could see that his body was outlined with muscles like a furious cheetah, a streamlined body shape that looked extremely powerful, that did not resemble a fourteen year old boy in any way. But, compared to Xu Jing's extremely fit body that was able to explosively burst forth, Ye Chen was still miles away.

After soaking for a bit longer, Ye Chen got up, put on his clothes and picked up his great steel sword. After walking out of the yard, he walked towards the message center on the west side of the Sky Cloud Martial School.

The message center was where the Sky Cloud Martial School announced big news, and the ceremony of Mu Ren Gang contest would be announced here tomorrow as well. It was quite useful, especially for those new disciples who had no idea what was happening yet, like Ye Chen when he first started.

In fact, Ye Chen did not really have to be there, because the customs for the Mu Ren Gang contest had not changed for a long while and Ye Chen knew everything that he needed to know. However, he was not the old Ye Chen anymore and realized that he could not just brainlessly follow instructions anymore, he had to have everything under control and understand all the details before the event because sometimes it was the minute details that made all the difference.

Plus, with only one day to go, the message center must be full of people, making it a good opportunity to see what he would be up against.

After observing the crowd, Ye Chen realized that he did not have any real friends in the two years he spent in Sky Cloud Martial School.

He forced a smile. Watching people talking and laughing together, Ye Chen couldn't help but envy those outer disciples.

Finally arriving in the message center, in front of Ye Chen was a three-hundred-meter squared marble plaza. At the entrance of the plaza, there was a huge wall standing, on which there was a large piece of paper with black ink writings "The Challenge of Mu Ren Gang" written on it.

Following the crowd, Ye Chen entered the plaza, his ears filled with all sorts of sounds. "The champion of the Mu Ren Gang challenge last year was the number one outer disciple Wu Zongming, I wonder who would win this year?"

"I think that it will still be Wu Zongming, no one knows how much he has improved."

"That makes sense. But I think the genius outer disciple - Zhang Haoran would win!"

"Zhang Haoran! That thirteen-year-old rare genius who had already reached the Mortal Realm Rank 10!"

"That's the one! I heard that when he joined the Sky Cloud Martial School at the age of twelve, he had already reached the Mortal Realm Stage 7. And within a year, he had already jumped from rank 7 to rank 10, what an incredible speed!"

One man sneered: "No matter how much of a genius that Zhang Haoran is, he has only reached the Mortal Realm Stage 10. Did you guys forget? Wu Zongming had already reached the same level half an year ago, and right now he is probably just one step away from the Condensing Reality Realm."

"Haha, 'one step away'? Didn't you mean to say that, he had already failed to breakthrough. Otherwise instead of 'one step away' it would be, he is a Condensing Reality Realm cultivator." The person who made the speech had a squared face and thin lips, looking extremely evil.

"How dare you to insult Wu Zongming?" The outer disciple who defended Wu Zongming said angrily.

The guy with the squared face wouldn't back down, "I know you are a friend of Wu Zongming, but I am not, besides I only have stated the fact. Ask anyone, is what I said false?"

"Hmph, what did you say?"

Out of nowhere, there was a bright voice, then a powerful aura suddenly appeared like a tornado.

Everyone turned towards the new speaker. Just ten steps away was a teenager in blue with a long sword on his back standing there, staring at the people who had unknowingly mocked him.

It was the number one outer disciple - Wu Zongming.

Ye Chen stood to the side observing with interest, as he waited for the drama to unfold.

The square-faced disciple who just insulted Wu Zongming, frightened by his strong aura stammered, "I...I... Isn't the thing I said...the truth?"

Wu Zongming smiled cheekily, "You know what kind of people I hate the most? Cowards. Cowards who only will have the balls to say stuff behind people's back. Now I offer you a chance of redemption: if you could take a punch of mine, I would let everything go. Do you dare?"

One punch! The square-faced disciple thought. My power level is at Mortal Realm Rank 8, with two ranks between us, taking a punch should not be too bad, a small wound at most, but if I refuse this offer, then I really will be the coward, I will be the butt of people's joke forever!

"Okay! One punch it is! What's there to be afraid?"

He arched his back as he lifted his his right arm, his clothing started to whip back and forth even though there was no wind, a clear sign of the man gathering all his Qi to his right arm.

"This is the beginning of the Little Yasha Palm!" Someone who recognized the movement couldn't help but yell it out.

The square-faced disciple smiled complacently. Little Yasha Palm was a top ranked mortal realm martial art. Normally with his status as an outer disciple, he would never be able to obtain this. But his father was an elder of outer disciples at the Sky Cloud Martial School. So he was able to get any kind of martial arts.

With the Little Yasha Palm, he was confident that he could handle Wu Zongming's punch, and secretly hoped that with this conflict, he would gain some fame.

Wu Zongming looked the same, and didn't seem to be affected by the commotion from the crowd, and said quietly: "Ready?"

"Anytime."

Everyone in the crowd held their breath, staring at those two without any distraction. The number one disciple versus a Mortal Realm Rank 8 cultivator, although they would only attack once, but from the brief contact, they should be able to see part of their actual power. And even if they couldn't tell the difference, it will still be worthwhile to just be able to witness such an event.


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