Royalties and Stockpiling Medicine

Gula smiled faintly. This was why he had not stopped Tang San from giving the Medicinal Paste to Xiao Wu.

She was so greedy, yet she did not want to train. Then she could suffer for a few hours digesting the Medicinal Power—a small punishment as a warning, for calling him a Stingy Person.

Xiao Wu still wanted to endure it, but the next two mouthfuls of Medicinal Paste gradually took effect. Under the effects of the Heaven and Earth Origin Energy and the medicine, the muscles throughout her body became incomparably active.

In this state, it was very hard to calm down and meditate, so she could not speed up the consumption of her Soul Power. She could only use it to train her body.

This prescription could increase the upper limit of the Soul Rings a Soul Master could withstand. It was indeed very precious, but its upper limit was only quite effective before reaching Soul King. After reaching Soul King, the effect of the Medicinal Paste was nothing but a drop in the bucket before a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Unless one was willing to persist in training with the Medicinal Paste for fifty or sixty years, it might increase the upper limit of the Ten Thousand Year Years one could withstand.

But not to mention how much energy that would take, the money it would cost alone was a figure enough to make even the Upper Three Sects wince.

"Compared to Whale Rubber, its efficiency is far too low, but the increase to the upper limit is quite a bit higher. Is it because of the Heaven and Earth Origin Energy? Is that why the restrictions are a little smaller? Or is it that the process of training His own body weakens the restrictions?"

"Interesting."

Gula fell into thought. He opened his notebook to a new page and promptly Recorded his inspiration.

As for why he knew the upper limit of the Medicinal Paste, it was because the system had already recognized the Medicinal Paste he had made as a kind of "Special Potion" that could be used on Pokémon.

Gula had no Pokémon, so he used it on himself first.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore!"

Xiao Wu was so hot that sweat poured down her back. She could not help bouncing around wildly to vent the Medicinal Power. Her eyes reddened, and she looked at Gula. Remembering the scene of being beaten up, her gaze shifted to Tang San.

"Little San, fight me!"

As she spoke, without waiting for Tang San to agree, Xiao Wu rushed at him and directly used her Soul Skill, wanting to use up all her strength and vent it out.

"Wait!"

Tang San spoke a step too late. Xiao Wu had already charged over, and behind him was the stove. It looked as if the reckless Xiao Wu was about to smash it.

Gula put down his pen. A Purple Soul Ring Lit Up, and he pushed his palm horizontally. The gravity that should have been vertical and downward immediately changed direction, pushing Tang San out.

"Go on, Tang San. Train properly with Xiao Wu."

Watching the two of them start fighting, Gula smiled, then lowered his head again to sort out his Thesis.

Three days later.

Outside Nuoding City, on the road to Xinya City. A carriage moved along the road at a steady, swift pace, and somewhat heated discussion came from inside.

"Little San, remember to compare several shops. Don't get cheated by the medicine merchants. It's best to ask around about their reputation in advance, so you don't waste time."

Gula instructed him, while beside him, the illusory figure of a clone flickered in and out of sight.

More than ten days after school started, Gula had fully received and replicated all of the clone Groudon's experience with Shadow Clone.

If skills had proficiency levels, Gula's Shadow Clone should have reached the Great Accomplishment Realm. He could maintain the clone's existence for a long time, and it had the ability to pass for the real thing.

For ten seconds, deceiving Soul Masters below Soul Douluo would definitely be no problem.

In battle, it was enough to disrupt an enemy's judgment. More importantly, the clone had gained a physical body and could be used to carry things.

Therefore, Gula decided to go collect his royalties.

Tang San's expression was conflicted. He still felt it was too risky. "After our experiments ended, we still had five hundred Gold Coins left. That's enough for now. Why don't we wait for Father to come back, then go collect the royalties?"

"No."

Gula rolled his eyes. "Uncle Tang left precisely so we wouldn't rely on him. Besides, these are the royalties from the Thesis I wrote. Why can't I take them back?"

He patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Relax. I'm confident. Look, my clone is getting more and more practiced. Nothing will happen. You and Xiao Wu go contact the medicine merchants and prepare to stockpile medicine. I'll go pay when I'm done."

This was a plan Gula had made long ago: go to Spirit Hall to collect his royalties, stockpile a batch of relevant Medicinal Herbs in advance, and once the Thesis was published, the Herbs would definitely rise in price.

At that point, whether he sold them or used them to make medicine, he could make a huge profit.

Xiao Wu had long since been convinced by Gula and helped persuade him. "That's right, that's right. When the time comes, we'll be able to earn a big... pile of money. We can buy whatever we want, eat whatever we want."

"Hehe." Xiao Wu thought of the special Energy Cubes Gula had promised her and gave a silly grin, almost drooling.

One against two, and Tang San also badly needed Gold Coins to make poison and forge Hidden Weapons, so he could only choose to trust Gula. "Then you have to be careful."

Gula nodded in agreement. "Don't worry. I'll take the initiative to expose my clone ability. As long as Spirit Hall wants to continue understanding my Martial Soul theories, they absolutely won't make a move against me."

Besides, Shadow Clone was only the trump card he showed on the surface. His true trump card was his Time-Space Travel ability.

Gula could go to the future in advance and take a look, and then he would know the future direction. If Spirit Hall acted unreasonably and attacked him, it was not as if he had no means of returning the favor. After all, there would be plenty of time.

Xinya City.

It was a city slightly larger than Nuoding City. Its strongest Expert was a five-ring Soul King. More importantly, Xinya City was a nearby transport hub. The flow of people coming and going was complicated, with all sorts mixed together, making it very hard to track down any one person.

Gula separated from Tang San and Xiao Wu. The two of them were not weak. As long as they were careful, ordinary merchants would not make a move against two six-year-old Soul Masters. Besides, Tang San carried Hidden Weapons on him. If an ordinary Soul Ancestor was careless, he would also be Severely Injured.

Arriving near Spirit Hall, Gula draped himself in an adult-height black robe, controlled Psychokinesis and gravity to float in the air, and used Psychic Power to conceal his Soul Power Fluctuation. He looked somewhat similar to Tang Hao.

Gula arrived in front of Spirit Hall. When the two guards saw the black robe covering him, they both shuddered, as if they had been startled.

Gula paused, then guessed in an instant that if no one else wearing a black robe had come wandering around Spirit Hall, then it had to be that Tang Hao had taught the two of them a lesson. It seemed he had left them with no small psychological shadow.

He used Psychokinesis to adjust his vocal cords, making his voice much deeper and more mature. "Move aside."

"Please, go in!"

The guards did not dare stop him. Holding silver halberds that were more decorative than practical, they shifted toward both sides, afraid that if they were even half a step too slow, they would be frightened to their knees again.

Gula walked into Spirit Hall, and a Spirit Hall deacon spotted him at once. Just as the man was about to speak, a wave of "pressure" descended on him, coupled with Spiritual Power disguised as the aura of an expert. It was almost exactly like that of a truly powerful Soul Master.

"I'm here to collect my manuscript fee."

"You are... Senior Ooki?"

How could a young deacon in his twenties, at just over rank twenty, distinguish spiritual pressure? He immediately believed Gula's disguise.

He wiped away his cold sweat and did not dare show the slightest neglect. This was someone important people were paying attention to. With a humble attitude, he bent at the waist and extended a hand to lead the way. "The elder has been waiting for you. Please follow me."

"Mm."

Gula withdrew the gravity and Spiritual Power, then followed the deacon up the stairs.

As they turned a corner, Gula silently used the Shadow Clone skill, swapping places with his main body and the shadow clone.

Watching the clone go upstairs, Gula switched to his Celebi Martial Soul and used Time-Space Travel. With a single step across space, in the blink of an eye, he was already on the street outside Spirit Hall.