Dao Seed Bingyan, Medicinal Fragrance Tripod

Ninth-Grade Dao Seed—Bingyan.

Ability 1: Weapon Fusion. (Using the Dao Seed, one could refine the essence within weapons and fuse it into one's own weapon.)

Ability 2: Weapon Strengthening. (Enhanced spear mastery; note: included all spears.)

Ability 3: Weapon Control. (Could control an opponent's weapon to a certain extent, creating openings.)

Seeing the information prompt for the Bingyan Dao Seed, Ye Fan was deeply shaken.

Ability 1, Weapon Fusion, seemed specially designed for forging his own exclusive weapon.

It could be called an exceptionally practical and powerful ability.

Ability 2 could improve spear mastery, which was pretty nice.

But what did that note about including all spears mean?

Ability 3, Weapon Control, was a little outrageous.

If Martial Warriors of roughly equal strength fought each other, it could slightly affect the opponent's weapon.

That would be an enormous advantage.

One had to know that for higher-level Martial Warriors, victory or defeat was often decided in the blink of an eye.

A single flaw could become the last straw that crushed the opponent!

Ye Fan was very satisfied.

After all, this was merely a Ninth-Grade Dao Seed.

If it were a higher-quality Dao Seed, or even a First-Grade Dao Seed, just how heaven-defying would its abilities be?

Still, Ye Fan knew that one had to eat one bite at a time.

With the Sign-In Enlightenment System, his future in martial arts was bound to be bright.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Ye Fan grinning foolishly to himself, Leng Feng was somewhat puzzled.

Did this kid knock his brain loose?

"Oh..."

Ye Fan realized he had lost his composure. The system notification that he had just conceived a Dao Seed had simply made it hard for him to contain himself.

"I was thinking the captain and the others should have killed that Red-Haired Ape King by now."

Ye Fan came up with an excuse.

"Enough. Drink this—it'll speed up your recovery."

Leng Feng did not pursue the matter. He took two vials from the tactical pack on his back, each filled with rippling green liquid.

They looked very similar to the recovery potions Ye Fan had seen during his trial at the Star Martial Hall.

Each of these things cost more than ten thousand Huaxia Coins. They were not cheap.

"Stop hemming and hawing. Drink it."

"It can heal your injuries and restore your stamina..."

Leng Feng scolded him with a smile.

He was worried Ye Fan might truly feel too embarrassed to accept it.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan pulled out the stopper and drained it in one go.

Leng Feng: "..."

His worry had clearly been unnecessary.

Ye Fan let out a long breath. Free stuff really did taste sweeter.

Of course, Ye Fan was not someone who liked taking petty advantage of others.

Even the smallest kindness, he would remember.

The medicinal liquid was slightly cool as it entered his body. Unlike the previous potion, which had simply restored him, this green liquid seemed to possess restorative properties.

But it had to be said.

After acquiring the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body, Ye Fan's physical body was growing stronger by the day.

His recovery ability was likewise terrifying.

When the Red-Haired Ape King had sent him flying with one punch, he had felt as though his bones were about to break.

Even his tendons had seemed dislocated, yet now he could move completely freely.

Ye Fan treated this recovery potion entirely like a little sweet drink for restoring stamina, and his strength rapidly returned.

Ye Fan discovered that his body's demand for energy was simply too great.

On one hand,

it was because he had not awakened spirituality and could not absorb the spiritual energy in the air.

Thus, he could only replenish himself through consumption.

On the other hand,

he guessed it was definitely related to his Nine-Star Hegemonic Body.

Although he had successfully acquired the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body, he had merely taken the first step of the Long March toward truly wielding the Tyrant Body's might.

The two sat inside the dilapidated factory building, healing and recovering.

Less than half an hour later, the sounds of battle outside subsided.

"Crack."

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The sound of glass being crushed beneath feet approached from afar.

Soon, a lean yet powerfully built figure walked in, carrying a black long staff.

It was none other than Captain Wu Xie.

Clearly, just as Ye Fan spotted him, he spotted Ye Fan as well.

When he saw that Ye Fan was practically unscathed, a trace of relief appeared on his face.

"It's good that you're alright. Let's go. That Red-Haired Ape King outside has been dealt with. And there's a new discovery."

Wu Xie smiled.

He was very satisfied with Ye Fan's performance.

Moreover, from the fragments of conversation, Ye Fan's progress had shocked him even more.

"Oh? A new discovery?"

Ye Fan and Leng Feng both showed curious expressions.

"That's right. We found a small tripod inside that Red-Haired Ape King's body. Although it can't be opened, only cracked open by a tiny slit."

"Yet a strange medicinal fragrance drifted out from within.

This small tripod is very likely a treasure from some ancient ruin dating back to the spiritual energy revival.

By some twist of fate, it ended up in our city. And some mutated beasts caught the scent of the opportunity.

This outbreak of the White-Haired Black-Clawed Ape beast tide may also be related to this tripod.

Even the birth of that Red-Haired Ape King may be connected to it."

Since there was no one else present at the moment,

and Ye Fan possessed extremely high clearance within the Star Martial Hall,

this was not much of a secret. Wu Xie said it outright.

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart stirred.

Could that small tripod be the treasure Father had helped escort some time ago?

The mutated beasts had attacked and sensed the opportunity, which was why the beast tide had come.

Vaguely, Ye Fan seemed to glimpse a corner of the truth.

Ye Fan and Leng Feng rose to their feet.

They followed behind Wu Xie and headed outside.

"Ye Fan, you performed exceptionally well this time. You'll definitely be rewarded."

"Also, if there truly are treasures produced from an ancient ruin inside that small tripod, you'll receive a corresponding share of their value based on your contribution."

Wu Xie said with a smile.

After all, he knew about Ye Fan's family circumstances.

And the path of martial arts had always been a gold-devouring pit.

Since he had chosen to take Ye Fan's side,

Wu Xie would spare no effort in fighting for whatever benefits he could secure for Ye Fan.

"Thank you, Captain."

Ye Fan said with heartfelt gratitude.

"Call me Captain in front of outsiders. In private, call me 'Uncle Wu.'"

Wu Xie glanced at Ye Fan as though looking at one of his own juniors.

This kid suited his tastes very well.

"Yes, Captain."

Ye Fan replied respectfully.

"Mm. Captain Leng Feng isn't an outsider."

"Call me Uncle Wu."

Leng Feng: "..."

When Ye Fan and Leng Feng followed Wu Xie out of the decrepit old factory building, many intelligent robots were already cleaning up the battlefield.

The place where the White-Haired Ape King had stood earlier had been forcibly shaved down by the Mechanical Legion, losing a full meter of earth.

At the very center, there was even a massive pit several zhang deep.

And professionals were extracting an ancient-looking small tripod from the corpse of the White-Haired Ape King.

Ye Fan took a photo with his Martial Artist Watch.

He planned to go home and ask Father about it.

Rustle, rustle...

"Captain! Captain!"

The members of First Squad quickly gathered around.

"Haha, little brother Ye Fan, you're really something! There aren't many people I admire, but you count as one."

After taking off his helmet, a bald man strode up noisily, staring at Ye Fan with great enthusiasm.

Ye Fan took half a step back.

This bald egg... couldn't possibly have some unsavory hobby, could he...?

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