Breaking Through with Pills, Level Two Martial Artist

Limited by the era, Qing Yue had used an earthenware pot for brewing in her inherited knowledge.

But Jiang Fan now used an electric decoction pot instead.

To avoid ruining the brew, Jiang Fan first put in one portion of medicinal ingredients.

The electric decoction pot had one advantage: it could control the temperature very well.

But the process of brewing Spirit Turtle Blood Replenishing Soup was complicated. Even brewing one batch left him drenched in sweat.

About an hour later, the brewing was complete.

Jiang Fan pressed the stop button, then lifted the handle and poured the medicinal liquid from the pot into the glass bottles he had prepared beforehand.

At a 100:1 ratio, with around 2L of water added, it yielded 20ML of medicinal liquid—ultra-highly concentrated!

After being concentrated, the liquid was brownish-yellow, looking no different from other traditional medicines!

Jiang Fan observed it for a while and found that it was nearly identical to Qing Yue's finished product. He picked up a bottle, tipped back his head, and drained it in one gulp.

A surge of heat rushed straight down his throat.

In mere moments, he felt his body become unbearably hot. His abdomen was like a ball of fire, endlessly spilling heat outward.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged and followed the Innate Breathing Technique to guide the energy through a circulating cycle.

With every breath he took, it seemed as though some force was guiding that energy, slowly pouring it into his meridians.

The trickling stream within his meridians gradually gathered and swelled as the energy flowed in.

As usual, one portion spread through his flesh and blood, nourishing them.

The other portion remained within his meridians.

Ten minutes later, he let out a long breath.

At this moment, he had already refined most of the medicine's potency!

And he could clearly feel that his qi and blood had increased greatly.

Useful!

Delighted, Jiang Fan piled the remaining medicinal ingredients together according to their categories.

After pouring out the medicinal dregs from the electric decoction pot, he began the second round of brewing according to the steps.

More than an hour later, nine bottles stood before Jiang Fan.

He divided the Spirit Turtle Blood Replenishing Soup into nine portions, 20ML each.

Based on what he had just sensed, refining one 20ML bottle of Spirit Turtle Blood Replenishing Soup would take at least a day.

Portioning it this way meant exactly one bottle per day!

Perfect!

For the next few days, Jiang Fan pretended to go to school during the day while actually holing up in the cultivation room at Thunder Martial Hall to train.

At night, he trained in his own room at Aunt's Home.

Training, training, training!

Training became the main melody of his life!

It could practically be described as day and night without end!

And as his qi and blood value climbed higher and higher, the speed at which he circulated the Innate Breathing Technique to absorb the medicine's potency also became faster and faster.

At first, it took nearly a whole day to refine one bottle of Spirit Turtle Blood Replenishing Soup.

Later, it gradually became a bottle every two-thirds of a day, then a bottle every half day.

By now, he could basically refine nearly four bottles in a single day!

Inside the cultivation room at Thunder Martial Hall, Jiang Fan opened his eyes and rose to his feet.

During this period, he had spent all 100,000 Blue Star Coins. Aside from the two bottles in his hands, all the Spirit Turtle Blood Replenishing Soup he had brewed had also been consumed.

Time to restock!

But before going out, he should test his strength once more!

He lightly clenched his fist, and the muscles all over his body instantly erupted. His clothes looked as if they were about to burst apart!

He hammered a fist into the Combat Power Testing Device, and dazzling numbers appeared on its display.

Combat Power: 1651

He had broken a thousand!

Joy appeared on Jiang Fan's face as he proceeded to test his qi and blood.

When the Qi and Blood Testing Device displayed the red number 11.2, his heart began pounding wildly.

His qi and blood had also broken ten.

That meant his strength had already reached Level Two Martial Artist!

Suddenly, everything felt like a dream!

A Level Two Martial Artist!

Even in all of River City, there were not many of them!

The ordinary teachers at Jiangcheng Third High School were generally only at the level of First-level Martial Artist.

He just did not know where his strength ranked among River City's geniuses.

Jiang Fan thought silently.

Jiang Fan left Thunder Martial Hall and headed straight for Anshi Hall.

It was not yet noon, and Old Xu had begun dozing off again.

Jiang Fan entered through the side door, walked up to the counter, and tapped on the table.

Old Xu opened his bleary eyes. When he saw that it was Jiang Fan, he immediately perked up.

"Ah, little brother, you're here!"

"What do you need this time? The same prescription as last time?"

After their two transactions, Old Xu already understood Jiang Fan's habits very well.

As one of his major customers, Jiang Fan had already spent 100,000 Blue Star Coins here this month, allowing him to receive a much bigger bonus all at once.

He practically wanted to put Jiang Fan on an altar and worship him.

"I'm not buying medicine this time!"

"I wanted to ask, do you buy medicine here?"

Old Xu blinked, unable to process it for a moment.

"Buy... medicine?"

"I really haven't heard of that!"

"I definitely don't have the authority to buy it here. As for the other side, they usually sell medicine produced by the pharmacy's own research institute. I really haven't heard of them buying medicine from outside!"

"You're planning to?"

Old Xu asked tentatively.

Jiang Fan shook his head.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Old Xu introduced someone to him with his usual thorough service.

"Do you remember that young lady at the front desk who brought you here last time?"

"Why not go ask her?"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment.

"Sure!"

"You go back to sleep, Old Xu!"

Old Xu gave an awkward smile and watched Jiang Fan leave.

Inside Anshi Hall's main lobby.

The crowd bustled and surged.

Several well-dressed young people were looking around curiously.

As they looked, they exclaimed in amazement.

"Xiao Wei? So Anshi Hall was opened by your family? My god!"

"Seriously, we've been classmates for three years, and I never imagined you were Anshi Hall's heiress. You've really hidden your light under a bushel!"

"The richer you are, the more low-key you are. I've seen it for myself now!"

Several people surrounded a fair-skinned, beautiful girl as though she were the moon among stars.

The girl called Xiao Wei smiled faintly as she listened to everyone's praise.

"We're all classmates, don't say that. You're making me embarrassed!"

"I just think that family background is family background, and the self is the self. There's no need to flaunt how good your family background is every day, because that only makes you seem like a weak person!"

"On the contrary, we should focus more on improving ourselves. Becoming Martial Artists and serving our country—that is what is truly worthy of pride!"

Xiao Wei's words further stirred everyone's enthusiastic admiration.

"Well said! Look at that awareness—ordinary people truly don't have it!"

"That's right! Xiao Wei is not only beautiful and Kind-hearted, she's strong too! You should have broken through to First-level Martial Artist not long ago, right? There's less than a month until the college entrance exam. You'll definitely get into an excellent martial arts university!"

"Right, I think Xiao Wei might even have a chance at Kyoto Martial Arts University!"

Xiao Wei clearly enjoyed their flattering words immensely.

But she still maintained a humble appearance.

"Kyoto Martial Arts University is still a little difficult for me!"

"The geniuses who can enter Kyoto Martial Arts University need strength at least close to a Level Two Martial Artist. I only just broke through to First-level Martial Artist—how would I dare to dream of that?"

The group chatted and laughed in the main hall.

When Jiang Fan came over from the traditional medicine section, he glanced in their direction and happened to make eye contact with several of them.

But he did not pay much attention to them and went straight to the young lady at the front desk.

"Hello, may I ask whether you buy restorative medicine here?"

At that exact moment, the lobby was relatively quiet, and Jiang Fan's voice easily reached Xiao Wei and the others.

At once, the group turned to look.