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"Qingfeng, it's been a month. How's your martial arts training going?"

Baili Tianxing and Baili Qingfeng were chatting idly in the hospital.

"Not bad."

"That's good. Martial arts training shouldn't be rushed. You need to progress step by step, laying a solid foundation at each stage, understand?"

"I understand."

"I told your grandfather some time ago that you could earn a lot of money each year by spending some time writing songs, so he gave you the Nourishing Essence Soup recipe. Don't spend the money you earn recklessly; use it on the Nourishing Essence Soup. Your own strength is fundamental; everything else is secondary. If you can become a War-level martial artist, not to mention a small Stability Maintenance Group deputy leader, even those princes would treat you as a distinguished guest."

"War-level, that strong?"

"Heh..."

Baili Tianxing smiled: "Nourishing the spirit strengthens the soul, making you more sensitive to danger, even able to dodge bullets in advance. But if you face a dozen or dozens of people charging at you with guns, you'll still be killed because, even if you sense the bullets coming, you're too slow to dodge in a hail of gunfire. But War-level is different."

Baili Qingfeng listened attentively.

"War-level, Three Essences United as One, cultivating Inner Breath. Inner Breath has two uses: one is to temper oneself, strengthening the physique, allowing human physical strength to reach its peak, carrying hundreds of kilograms as if it were nothing. Can you imagine the power a War-level martial artist, proficient in gun fighting and mecha techniques, wearing full custom armor, carrying hundreds of kilograms of ammunition, and wielding a Fire God Gatling Gun in one hand, can unleash on a local battlefield?"

Baili Tianxing paused at this point: "Especially since their souls are strong, they can sense incoming artillery fire and avoid it in advance."

Baili Qingfeng thought about it...

It seems that the only way to kill such a monster is with saturation bombing. Fully armed for a Black Night raid, one person could destroy an entire regular battalion.

Subsonic weapons?

High-power microwave weapons?

Electromagnetic pulse weapons?

These technologies are not yet mature in today's world.

"Besides strengthening the physique, Inner Breath can also be stored within the body, refined and polished, and then unleashed at a crucial moment. Although the duration is short, at the moment of eruption, a martial artist can do things beyond human imagination. For example, moving at sixty meters per second, flipping over a tank. Such a strong person used for assassination... who can resist!?"

Baili Qingfeng nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Such an existence...

Can indeed ignore the rules to some extent.

No wonder every time a War-level expert is born, the country immediately comes to win them over, granting them the rank of reserve major. Once they are willing to take on a position, their status will rise even higher, and with a few merits, they can rise to the rank of general, becoming a high-ranking official in the Xia Kingdom.

"Qingfeng, your uncle, I have now reached my limit. My Qi and blood are gradually declining. In the future, I will no longer be able to stir up my essence, Qi, and spirit, unite the Three Essences, condense Inner Breath, and break through to War-level. But you are different... Your talent is extremely high. War-level is by no means a luxury for you. Therefore, you don't need to worry about other things. Focus on practicing martial arts. Once you become War-level, all the monsters and demons will disappear!"

"Understood."

Baili Qingfeng nodded.

Baili Changkong didn't say these words to Baili Ruoshui, Baili Ruoxue, and others because there was no point in saying them, but he, Baili Qingfeng...

Was different.

After Baili Tianxing finished speaking, he took out a bankbook from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Uncle?"

"Take it."

Baili Tianxing said, "Martial arts training is very expensive. Every time you practice the Rushing Thunder Thirty-Six Forms, it's an extreme squeeze on your physical energy. If you don't eat some highly nourishing things, you'll suffer from qi and blood deficiency over time. Take this and buy something good to eat, and don't ruin your body."

"Practicing the Rushing Thunder Thirty-Six Forms squeezes physical energy? Not eating highly nourishing things will lead to qi and blood deficiency?"

Baili Qingfeng was stunned.

He didn't feel it?

Could it be...

That he practiced too few times each day? That's why he didn't feel like his qi and blood were deficient and his body was being hollowed out?

Then, he would increase his practice time after returning.

Practicing forty or fifty times a day was indeed a bit few, he should strive for a hundred times.

Baili Qingfeng finally accepted the deposit book.

There were sixty thousand yuan in the deposit book.

Baili Qingfeng thought he was seeing things, but after taking another look, it was indeed sixty thousand yuan.

His uncle had saved sixty thousand yuan in the few years he'd been away...

Martial arts training wasn't completely without prospects after all.

Carrying this deposit book with sixty thousand yuan, Baili Qingfeng returned home.

"Qingfeng is back?"

Baili Die was at home, and she seemed very happy to see Baili Qingfeng: "If you hadn't come back, I was about to go to your school to find you."

"What's wrong?"

"Look at this."

Baili Die handed him an entertainment newspaper: "Half a month ago, An Yixun's album was released and received unanimous praise. Many media outlets have focused on the song you wrote. Wu Te called me a week ago to ask you for songs. If the quality is good, he's willing to buy them at a high price."

"High price?"

Baili Qingfeng considered that he was still forty thousand short of buying the medicinal materials for the Nourishing Essence Soup, and immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll write ten songs in a bit."

"Ten... ten songs?"

Baili Die was stunned. After a long while, she hesitated and said, "Qingfeng, things are valued for their scarcity. Writing ten songs at once, isn't that not so good..."

"Are you worried about the quality?"

"They said they're only willing to buy them at a high price if the quality is good... If all ten songs are of poor quality, perhaps they'll buy them out of courtesy, but... in the future, I'm afraid they won't cooperate with us again. If you want to take the path of a music creator in the future... it will be a bit difficult..."

"I'll write them, and you can take a look."

Baili Qingfeng said.

Having said that, he went straight upstairs, pulled out a notebook from the drawer, and began to write, ten songs, all in one go.

After finishing writing, he handed it to Baili Die: "Take a look."

"So fast..."

Baili Die took the notebook Baili Qingfeng handed over, pressed it down slightly, and looked at him with a serious face, her heart heavy: "Little Qingfeng, you're getting carried away."

"Read it first before you say that."

As Baili Qingfeng spoke, he went upstairs and turned on his computer.

Originally, he wanted to search for places to buy those medicinal herbs, but after a moment, he entered Sword Rain World and posted a request for purchase.

What he was buying was precisely the medicinal herbs needed for the Nourishing Essence Soup.

After posting the message, thinking about the power of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art after cultivating it for this period, he posted another message.

"Seeking to buy Evil Repelling Swordplay, price negotiable."

"Ding-dong."

Less than half a minute after the message was sent, he received an in-site message. The sender was Jianghu Kid, whom he had chatted with before.

"Heng Jiang, you want to buy medicinal herbs?"

"That's right!"

"That's great, look for me! My family runs a medicinal herb shop. I happen to be short on pocket money. I can get all these medicinal herbs. How much do you want?"

"What about the price?"

"100,000, but since we met in Sword Rain World, it's fate. I'll give you a 10% discount."

"10%."

"..."

Jianghu Kid was silent for a long time, seemingly stunned by this domineering way of bargaining. After a while, he said again: "You're cutting the price too hard. Considering we're both in the same state, I can give you a maximum of 20% off. I can't go any lower. If I go any lower, we won't have any profit."

"20%!"

"30%, 30%! This is already the cost price, and it's the maximum price I can give. If it's even a penny lower, my dad will beat me to death. Do you think I would risk being beaten to death by my dad to sell these medicinal herbs at such a low price..."

"30%, I'll give you 20,000 in kickbacks."

"Deal!"