Chapter 67 A Month Later

  He took a glance, nodded and put it away. He didn't leave immediately, but strolled around the store, scanning the shelves of goods, especially focusing on various elixirs and pills.

  After further reading "Panlong Jing", Ning Chong clearly knew that the cultivation of Ti Xiu must be accompanied by a large amount of Tian Cai Di Bao and other resources to temper the body. Because of this, the resources needed for Ti Xiu are often much more than those required for normal Wu Xiu, even to the point where it is difficult for ordinary small families to cultivate one Ti Xiu.

  Although there were such difficulties, Ning Chong still decided to practice "Panlong Jin". Because the kind of cultivation described in "Panlong Jin" has the power to subdue dragons and tigers after reaching a high level, it is too tempting.

  The shopkeeper was very experienced and could tell at a glance that Ning Chong had the intention of selling some medicinal pellets, so he went up to him and greeted: "Sir, do you need to buy something?"

  Ning Chong said: "I need some Body Tempering Pills, can you introduce me to some?"

  The shopkeeper heard this and was overjoyed. The elixir for refining the body is generally used by Body Refiners, although ordinary martial artists also use it, but they won't use it in large quantities or for a long time. And Body Refiners are extremely rare.

  As a result, although the Lingyao Hall has only a small amount of Tempering Body Pills, they have accumulated and are not selling well. Now that someone is willing to buy this type of pill, the shopkeeper is overjoyed.

  Here comes the dynamic, the shopkeeper immediately took Ning Chong on a tour along the way.

  "Leopard fetus easy bone pill, made from leopard blood and horned deer essence, one pill weighs four thousand taels."

  "Barbarian Bull Great Strength Pill, made from Barbarian Horned Cow's internal dan and refined blood, added with Ning Shen Cao, one pill weighs two thousand one hundred taels."

  "Dragon Elephant Blood Dan... one million two silver coins per piece."

  “……”

  ……

  Listening to the shopkeeper's introduction, Ning Chong was secretly shocked. This wasn't selling medicine, it was outright robbery! They were talking about tens of thousands of taels of silver at every turn. He had disbanded the Black Tiger Mercenary Group and seized tens of thousands of taels of gold, and after selling the materials he had collected over half a year, he thought he had made some capital and could live a relatively wealthy life. But now, just buying a batch of these elixirs would immediately drain his purse dry!

  Thinking of this, Ning Chong also sighed slightly in his heart. Although the cultivation of Tiexu indeed required a lot of resources, the prices of these medicinal pills were really frightening! No wonder that on the Shenwu Continent, the most sought-after profession was that of a Dan Doctor who could treat martial artists' illnesses and refine medicinal pills!

  It's no wonder that small families and poor households can hardly produce any martial arts geniuses. Just in terms of the resources for elixirs, these small families and poor households are absolutely unable to keep up.

  "The so-called 'poor in literature and rich in martial arts', this phrase is indeed apt. No matter how outstanding a martial artist's innate talent is, without the support of a large family or powerful forces behind them, with sufficient resources to supply them, their cultivation speed will also be greatly discounted, and they may even become ordinary people, it's not surprising that they would quit the martial path! This is why those martial artists without family power are desperate to squeeze into families with power; those with family power are desperate to drill into even larger families with power!"

  Thinking so in his heart, Ning Chong couldn't help but sneer at himself: "I, Ning Chong, was born into the Ning family, a large and influential clan, yet because of my poor martial arts talent, I'm actually worse off than a wandering cultivator from the mountains! Everyone in the family ridicules and mocks me, and that old dog Ning Xian is always waiting for an opportunity to bite. It seems that being part of this big family isn't much different from not being part of it at all!"

  "Fine, since the rule of this world is might makes right, I'll make sure to perform well in the upcoming Family Outer Disciple Competition a month later and shock everyone with my talent! I will prove my own potential and value, let the family's cultivation resources be used by me, and help me climb to the pinnacle of martial arts!"

  Ning Chong didn't have a lot of capital on him. Considering his cultivation of the "Panlong Jin", during the stage of practicing skin, the elixirs or spiritual medicines for tempering the body didn't have any special requirements, so Ning Chong ultimately chose a bottle of "Tempering Liquid" that cost 500 taels.

  After calculating the speed of cultivation and the amount of elixir needed, Ning rushed to the shopkeeper and said: "Shopkeeper, give me 100 bottles of Tempering Liquid!"

  One hundred bottles!

  The shopkeeper was overjoyed, this damn tempering liquid finally found a buyer, and it was almost all sold out at once! Now, these tempering liquids that would have expired in another year will no longer be a worry, this long-standing headache has been solved!

  "Sir, considering the large quantity you've purchased, our store is offering you a special discount. On top of the 100 bottles, we'll throw in an additional 30 bottles for free. That's a total of 130 bottles of Tempering Liquid, please take a look!"

  The shopkeeper was very generous and quick-handed, packing all the more than 100 bottles of tonic liquid in the store into a wooden box and handing it to Ning Chong.

  Ning Chong nodded slightly and didn't bother counting carefully. After a few glances, he paid the money and walked out of the Lingyao Hall with the wooden box...

  ……

  A month later...

  In a quiet little courtyard of Yuzhu Temple.

  On the round stone table, a white porcelain bottle was placed, with its mouth sealed with a soft wooden plug. Ning Chong picked up the porcelain bottle, opened the wooden plug, and instantly a faint scent of medicine wafted out.

  This bottle contains the "tempering liquid" that Ning Chong bought back.

  Ning Chong turned his left hand over, with the bottle mouth facing down, and his right palm supporting it from below. After a moment, the golden medicinal liquid in the porcelain bottle flowed into the center of his right palm, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out, carrying a hint of pungency.

  He took off his clothes and carefully wiped the golden liquid all over his body.

  Only a moment later, a stinging sensation began to spread across the skin. After several breaths, this stinging sensation grew stronger and stronger, while also feeling a fiery breath slowly seeping into the skin, gradually invading the muscles, blood, and bones.

  For a moment, Ning Chong only felt that in his bones, as if there were tens of millions of ants crawling inside, itching and numb at the same time, with a burning pain.

  This spiritual medicine is quite effective, but it's just too painful to use. No wonder the price is so cheap.

  But compared to the experience of tempering his body with bone jade and blood coral, this pain was nothing, and Ning Chong could easily cope with it.

  It wasn't until much later that the medicinal liquid on his skin was fully absorbed, and after his skin returned to its normal color, Ning Chong opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid air.

  Got up, felt the power of his body, Ning Chong smiled with joy. After nearly a month of persistent cultivation and tempering, the stage goal task was achieved, and he could feel that his strength had made significant progress.

  "Cheers!"

  A loud shout burst from his mouth, Ning Chong's fists flew out in a flurry of punches, just two casual punches, but the fierce fist force brought up a gust of wind, blowing dust and leaves swirling around.

  Nodding his head, Ning Chong arrived in front of a sturdy ironwood stake. He took a misstep, adjusted his breathing slightly, and suddenly punched the thick ironwood stake with one fist.

  Crack!

  The iron-hard wooden stake, almost comparable to steel, was unable to withstand the power of a single punch from the white-clothed youth, and it burst into fragments, shattering into pieces!

  He slowly withdrew his fist, Ning Chong wiped the sweat from his forehead and stopped with a satisfied smile. His strength had taken another step forward, and for the family's outer disciple competition that was about to begin tomorrow, he was fully prepared and even more confident!