High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Chapter 69: Swallowing 60,000 contribution points in one gulp, talent about to awaken!

The box was lined with thick ice silk velvet.

Two plants lay side by side on top.

The one on the left is entirely crimson, and the veins of its leaves seem to have the blood of a living creature flowing slowly within them.

Its roots and stems are gnarled and twisted, exuding an explosive sense of power.

The one on the right is pale gold.

The slender leaves shimmered with starlight.

A tangible halo swirled and flowed around it.

"Red Blood Dragon Ginseng, Golden Thread Starlight Grass."

Zhang Hao recognized it at a glance and couldn't help but marvel.

"Lei Zhen, that old miser, is really generous this time."

"Both of these are top-grade items among the lower-tier second-tier products."

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"The Crimson Blood Dragon Ginseng primarily cultivates Qi and blood, strengthening the physical body."

"Golden thread star grass can nourish the meridians and soothe the spirit."

"A perfect match of yin and yang."

He looked at Han Feng, his eyes filled with envy.

"You've really hit the jackpot this time."

"If these two spiritual plants were taken to an auction house, they would start at 60,000 contribution points, and people would fight tooth and nail for them."

Han Feng chuckled and scratched his head.

"Thanks to the captain's guidance."

Zhang Hao waved his hand.

"It's because you're determined to succeed."

"However, I must warn you that spiritual plants are very delicate."

"Without the nurturing soil, even in a constant-temperature incubator, spirituality will be lost every moment."

He stood up and pointed to the box.

"Don't wait, eat it tonight."

"tonight?"

Han Feng was taken aback.

"Isn't this a bit too rushed?"

"I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"What preparations should we make?"

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

"If you leave this thing out for just one more night, the spiritual energy it loses will be enough to buy half a 'Grey Donkey'!"

"eat!"

"Hurry up, I'll guard the door for you and won't bother you."

After saying that, Zhang Hao patted his behind and walked out, closing the door behind him.

The room fell silent instantly.

Han Feng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the two priceless "radishes" and "weeds" in the box.

My throat bobbed involuntarily.

Sixty thousand contribution points!

Are we just going to eat it like this?

He struggled internally for three seconds.

"eat!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth. Waste is shameful!

He first picked up the Crimson Blood Dragon Ginseng.

Holding this thing in your hand, you feel a warmth emanating from your palm, and it pulsates like a living thing.

Han Feng casually wiped his clothes, without paying any attention to detail.

I aimed at the thickest part of the root and took a bite.

Click.

It has a surprisingly crisp texture and is very juicy.

There was no bitterness, but rather a strong, bloody, and fiery sensation that went straight down the throat and into the stomach.

boom!

Han Feng's stomach suddenly exploded.

This was not the gentle warmth of the previous potion.

Instead, it was an extremely violent torrent of scorching energy that suddenly burst through the dam!

The heat wave instantly broke through the barrier of his stomach wall and surged into his limbs and bones.

It savagely washed over every vein and every cell in his body!

"Hmm!"

Han Feng let out a muffled groan, and his skin instantly turned crimson.

The blood vessels beneath the skin were bulging, clearly visible like a blood-red spider web.

Scalding steam billowed out from every pore.

pain!

That was the excruciating pain of muscle fibers being forcibly torn apart and bones being burned by high temperatures.

But within this deep-seated pain was also an indescribable, transformative sense of comfort.

He could clearly feel that every cell in his body was celebrating.

Like a wild beast that has been starving for a long time, it greedily devoured this enormous energy.

[Warning! High-quality spiritual energy influx detected!]

Energy purity: Extremely high.

Should this energy be channeled for the transformation of the "Sword Bone"?

[Warning: The host's current physique is insufficient to fully absorb the energy; 37% of the energy is about to dissipate.]

The system's notification sound rang urgently in my mind, filled with unprecedented anxiety.

Han Feng endured the excruciating pain, his teeth grinding together.

He roared with all his might in his heart.

"Escape my ass!"

"Waste is a crime!"

"Convert me!"

"Stuff it all into the bones!"

Not a single drop can be missed!

Other martial artists are lucky if they can absorb 60-70% of the spiritual plants they absorb.

But he has cheat codes!

He's the kind of man who even calculates the cost of bullets; how could he tolerate such an astonishing waste!

[Command confirmed.]

[Guiding spiritual energy to flow into the body's foundation —]

The originally raging heat was forcibly tamed by an invisible hand.

It began to systematically converge on Han Feng's spine and bones.

That deep, bone-chilling tingling sensation returned, ten times stronger than ever before.

Han Feng gritted his teeth, trying not to make a sound.

He could hear faint sounds coming from inside his body.

A series of fine yet terrifying popping sounds from bones.

That's the bone being forcibly reshaped and compressed, undergoing a qualitative leap.

[Sword Bone Transformation Progress +1 ————]

[Sword Bone Metamorphosis Progress +2]

The progress bar is rising much faster than drinking recovery potions; it's like riding a rocket.

After finishing a Crimson Blood Dragon Ginseng, Han Feng felt as if he had just been pulled out of a furnace.

Before the heat had subsided, he grabbed the Golden Thread Star Grass and stuffed it into his mouth in a few bites.

A refreshing chill instantly burst forth, neutralizing the heat within the body.

The extreme experience of being torn between ice and fire almost made him groan out loud.

Han Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, his palms facing upwards.

Following the methods of the "Sword Control Technique," he guided these two completely different energies to circulate wildly throughout his body.

Time passed second by second.

The moon outside the window gradually sank in the west.

As dawn broke, Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

In that instant, a flash of sword light seemed to disappear into the dimly lit room.

A sharp, chilling glint appeared deep within his pupils.

call-

He exhaled a long breath, and a condensed, unyielding white arrow of energy shot out.

It shot straight for more than a meter before slowly dissipating.

Name: Han Feng

[Cultivation Level: Body Tempering Realm, Level 7 (1100/1400)]

[Qi and Blood: 868/868 (↑164)]

[Sword Bone Transformation Progress: 24/100]

"At least it wasn't all for nothing."

Han Feng immediately started to make plans in his mind.

Two Tier 2 spiritual plants, each worth at least 60,000 contribution points.

My cultivation progress has increased by 690 points.

The maximum Qi and Blood level has increased by 154 points.

The progress of the sword bone technique was pushed up by a full sixteen points.

"In total, each point of Sword Bone progress cost approximately 3,700 contribution points."

"It's a bit pricey, but the foundation is priceless. This investment is a huge win!"

Only after confirming that he hadn't lost out did Han Feng feel relieved.

What he cared more about was the inconspicuous line of small print at the bottom of the system panel.

[Hint: The sword bone transformation progress is about to break through 30%.]

[Upon reaching the 30% milestone, the first innate swordsmanship talent will be awakened.]

"Innate talent?"

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Even in its current rudimentary form, the "Sword Bone" has already granted him extraordinary perception and a physique far exceeding that of ordinary people.

If one awakens their true talent, what kind of monstrous ability would it be?

"Only 6% away."

Han Feng glanced at the rising sun outside the window, his eyes filled with uncontrollable anticipation.