Fire Monster

Chapter 105 I don’t feel bad for selling my father’s land

"Three-seal warrior, is that the limit?"

Zhao Guanshan couldn't help but ask at this time. The knowledge he learned in the Taoist temple was limited to the Three Seal Taoist Martial Arts.

"Of course it's not the limit in theory, because it is said that in the past two thousand years, there have been six-seal warriors. But in the past five hundred years, three-seal warriors are indeed the limit."

"This is not only because the resources that the Dao Palace can provide are getting less and less, and they are unable to train more powerful martial artists, but also because the Demon Suppression Division has been trying to take another path."

"You mean the Imperial Chariot?"

"Yes, the Demon Suppression Division hopes to create more powerful war vehicles. So far, this has been very effective, but the specific results still need to be tested in this war, and this is not something that we, the lowly ants, are qualified to discuss."

"Then Brother Wang, do you have any hope of being promoted to a double-seal martial artist in the short term? I mean, if you can exchange it for an 80th-grade marrow cleansing elixir." Zhao Guanshan suddenly asked.

"It should be fine, but this matter is very complicated. It's not just as simple as removing the side effects of the Demon Sealing Potion. A month ago, we hadn't taken the Demon Sealing Potion, and we didn't see any rapid breakthroughs or promotions. In short, Brother Zhao, don't hold too high hopes for the Marrow Cleansing Elixir, unless it has other magical effects."

"Brother Wang, please tell me in detail." Zhao Guanshan showed great interest.

"As for promotion, there are currently three factors that restrict it."

"The first is the degree of vigor of the body's fire. For example, a martial artist with a single seal must cultivate the fifth breath of pure yang energy, a martial artist with a double seal must cultivate the eighth breath of pure yang energy, and a martial artist with a three seal must cultivate the twelfth breath of pure yang energy. This is a rigid standard."

"The second is the choice of the natal talisman. You know that the fundamental meaning of the natal talisman is actually the source of power left to us by the immortals in the immortal world. We have five sources of power left by immortals in Linjiang Prefecture. Which source of power is more compatible with our body means that if we choose the right one, we can go further."

"So when you are in the Taoist Academy's martial arts department, you need to keep taking tests. For example, I chose my natal fire seal."

"If it's not compatible enough, or if the understanding of the natal seal is not perfect, then even if you cultivate the fifth or even the eighth breath of pure yang energy, you won't be able to break through. It's like Zhang Dayong and I. We are both stuck here. It's very embarrassing, but there's nothing we can do."

"As for the third factor, it depends on the blessing of the immortals. Through the blessings of the immortals, you can certainly gain exponentially more strength. This is actually a kind of subtle teaching. Brother Zhao, you have also experienced the blessings of the immortals, so you should be able to understand this."

"It can be said that this is pure luck. No one knows how to please the five immortals and gain their favor."

"In short, only after these three factors are met can we talk about exchanging for the Marrow Cleansing Elixir. Otherwise, it's useless to exchange it. You still can't break through."

After listening to Wang Chen's words, Zhao Guanshan hesitated for a while and felt that he could help Wang Chen with his understanding of his natal Lihuo Seal. Just some pointers from him would be better than Wang Chen figuring it out on his own.

Besides, it’s just the aftereffects of the demon-sealing potion. Just cast a third-level dispelling rune on it and it will definitely cure the disease.

But the question is, in what capacity does he help?

Over these days, the character of everyone in the team is still trustworthy.

Especially Wang Chen and Zhang Dayong, who had been patrolling for him tirelessly over the past few days without a single complaint. If this happened to someone else, they would have become sarcastic.

However, everything still needs to be logical.

He can't say, "I'm a Qi Refiner, I can help you," right?

What's more, a little bit of rice can turn into a grudge.

However, Zhao Guanshan does need the overall strength of their team to be steadily improved. They are a team, and if there are any emergencies, they need to work together to fight against them.

In this world, he is not qualified to fight alone. Since the squad is a team, if the team is strong, he will not only be safer but also find it easier to slack off, right? He still has many plans to execute. If people around him don't take it seriously once or twice, after a long time, will they think everyone is a fool?

So we have to find a way to create a community of shared interests.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guanshan's mind moved and he thought of a solution.

At that moment, after chatting with Wang Chen for a few meaningless words, he asked casually.

"Brother Wang, you have been in the Imperial Seal Great Wall for a long time. Do you know some channels similar to smuggling?"

"What? Walking to death? What does walking to death mean?" Wang Chen was stunned and didn't understand.

"Uh, it's similar to the black market..."

Zhao Guanshan made some gestures with his eyebrows squinting.

"Oh, you miss women? Go ahead if you want to. You are the deputy captain, so you don't need to ask me for permission. I highly recommend Xiaoli and Xiaohong from Cuihonglou to you. Let me tell you, those two women are very capable. One is on top and the other is on the bottom. They are enough for you to see the world—"

Zhao Guanshan was speechless. Damn, you have such a fool-head that you talk about nothing but women all day long.

"No, Brother Wang, I mean, go to Linjiang Prefecture. For example, I want to go to Linjiang Prefecture to exchange for the Marrow Cleansing Elixir—"

"Stop! I understand. Don't even think about it, brother. Don't take risks. Do you know what the consequences are of being caught as a deserter? Besides, haven't all your merits been converted into a lot of money? What are you going to exchange for?"

Wang Chen finally understood what Zhao Guanshan was talking about and quickly spoke seriously.

"I know. Of course I won't think of going back to Linjiang Prefecture. I'm just giving an example. Well, I want to ask if there is a black market. I have some money passed down from my family and I still have some background. I want to exchange it for some pocket money. Brother Wang, you understand, right?"

Zhao Guanshan patiently and persuadingly.

"I know nothing. No, you still have that family heritage." Wang Chen finally took the bait, but why did he have such a weird expression?
"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

"Brother Zhao, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but it wasn't easy for your Zhao family's ancestors to accumulate this wealth bit by bit. Is it really okay for you to squander it like this?"

What the hell? Zhao Guanshan looked at Wang Chen, who suddenly became sanctimonious and heartbroken. I wonder if you still think you are the ancestor of my Zhao family?
"So what you mean, Brother Wang, is that you don't have any solutions. What are you talking about? I'll go find Brother Sun later."

"Hey wait, Brother Zhao, do you really still have a little bit of your family's wealth? Do you really want to exchange it for some pocket money?" Wang Chen couldn't help it.

"It's absolutely true. Why would I lie to you?"

"Then can you tell me what the background is?"

“Marrow Cleansing Elixir!”

"Fuck! Brother, this is what you did wrong. You can lie to yourself, but don't come here to lie to me, your brother!"

Wang Chen immediately sneered and didn't believe it at all.

"Well, it's definitely not the Marrow Cleansing Elixir, but the effects should be similar. Anyway, I'm not sure. I think it should be able to resolve the side effects of the Demon Sealing Potion."

"what is that?"

"I don't know. Anyway, there's only a little left, so I want to find a scapegoat to deal with it!"

"Then, Brother Zhao, look at me. Do I look like a sucker?"

Wang Chen's eyes were shining at this moment.

What a joke! This Mr. Zhao is a direct descendant of a declining immortal cultivation family that has been proven to be ten times more profitable than fake goods. If he didn't want to be a prodigal son, he wouldn't have such an idea and would lose his conscience.

But since people have started to sell their parents' land without feeling bad, he feels that there is nothing morally wrong in selling it to himself.

"Brother Wang, stop joking. You are my half-brother, how could I harm you? I don't even know what this thing is used for. What if it eats you to death or cripples you? How can I be worthy of my beautiful sister-in-law? No, absolutely not."

Zhao Guanshan refused righteously, saying, "Even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows. Brother, please don't harm me!"

"If there's anything wrong, just name a price."

"So, fifty?"

"Fifty merit points! Brother, we are brothers. Isn't this the same price as the marrow cleansing elixir exchanged at the Dao Palace?"

"I mean fifty ducats."

"Fuck! Brother, you are my brother, deal!"

Wang Chen didn't hesitate at all. How could fifty points of merit and fifty Dao Palace coins be the same thing?

Now, there was no need to worry about patrolling and alerting. Without saying a word, Wang Chen generously took out fifty big coins from his backpack.

But Zhao Guanshan was not modest either. He put it away and said, "Brothers should settle accounts clearly."

"So, bro?"

Wang Chen looked over expectantly, and Zhao Guanshan took him directly to the carriage. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Dayong standing there with a silly smile on his face, holding fifty big coins in his hand.

"Brother Zhao, do you think I look like a fool? Take me with you. Don't worry, I swear I will keep the secret. In the future, when we go to the battlefield, I will take the bullet for you."

Hearing this, Wang Chen immediately became angry and thought, "Damn it, you are trying to steal my business!" But before he could say anything, Zhao Guanshan had already put away the fifty coins smoothly.

"Okay, keep it a secret. There are really only two things left of our Zhao family's heritage. Um, Brother Zhang, go outside and get some fresh air first. It will be your turn soon."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao, and thank you, Boss Wang!"

Zhang Dayong was extremely excited. He could afford fifty coins, but he really couldn't afford fifty merit points.

Besides, what if you can afford it?

He cannot return to Linjiang Prefecture until the war is over. If something unexpected happens in the meantime, he may die just because of his lack of strength.

"Brother, you really won't share my heritage with Zhang Dayong, right?"

At this time Wang Chen asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, do I look like a profiteer?"

"No, not at all. You are the profiteer."

"Haha! Brother Wang, please meditate first, get rid of all distracting thoughts, circulate the pure Yang energy, and activate your innate Lihuo seal. This treasure of mine is not for oral administration, but for external use, just like a dog-skin plaster."

"What kind of dog-skin plaster is that? It should be a talisman!" Wang Chen corrected. What a prodigal son.

"Well, it's really possible, but my father didn't tell me the name, he only told me how to use it." Zhao Guanshan said nonsense.

Wang Chen actually believed it.

It's easy to fool.

(End of this chapter)