Wasting Talent, Martial Hall Exchange Meeting

"Hmm?"

The moment he said that, Su Chen felt Hong Ming's beard almost stand on end. The smile on his face instantly vanished.

Then, a pair of small eyes shone with a piercing light, staring at Su Chen for a long time.

A faint voice sounded, "Little Chen, you have excellent talent and will surpass your teacher sooner or later. Relying on medicine to speed up your cultivation is putting the cart before the horse."

"Master Hong, I..." Su Chen opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

He knew Hong Ming was doing this for his own good, and he appreciated the concern, but he really needed Qi Blood Powder.

Thoughts raced through his mind, and just as Su Chen thought of a reason to tell Hong Ming, Hong Ming sighed, "Forget it, forget it, I can give you the medicine, but..."

"Thank you, Master Hong!" Before Hong Ming could finish, Su Chen said gratefully.

This made Hong Ming, who had been wearing a tight face, suddenly smile and shake his head, chuckling, "Don't be happy too soon. There are conditions for giving you the medicine."

"What conditions?"

Seeing Su Chen's eagerness, Hong Ming deliberately stalled for a moment, and then he slowly extended two fingers, "There are two conditions."

Su Chen didn't speak, waiting for Hong Ming's next words.

Hong Ming continued, "First, there will be a Martial Hall Exchange Meeting in our city in a month. I hope you can go and bring some glory to your teacher."

Martial Hall Exchange Meeting?

Su Chen was stunned when he heard this, but he still didn't speak, listening quietly.

"The second is that you move to the Martial Hall. From today on, I will supervise your martial arts practice."

After Hong Ming finished speaking, he looked at Su Chen, waiting for his reply.

Of these two conditions, the one he really cared about was the latter.

The so-called Martial Hall Exchange Meeting was just a group of Martial Hall disciples sparring and boasting about their respective Martial Halls.

These didn't appeal to him much. He would rather receive a talented disciple.

Su Chen's talent was even a bit stronger than Qin Hao's, which made him, who was over half a century old, want to nurture him well.

Therefore, he wanted Su Chen to move to the Martial Hall to facilitate guiding his cultivation.

Just imagine, Su Chen was already this fast without hard training. If he studied hard and practiced diligently, wouldn't he be even faster?

Thinking of Su Chen's previous casual attitude towards cultivation, he felt waves of heartache, it was simply a waste of talent!

Su Chen fell into deep thought. The first condition was easy to handle, probably just sparring, which was a piece of cake for him.

What really troubled Su Chen was the second condition.

Moving to the Martial Hall and being supervised by Hong Ming meant sacrificing a lot of free time, but the effect achieved would be minimal.

"By the way, I also want to tell you something. This time, I can only give you three doses of Qi Blood Powder. If you want more, you'll probably have to wait for a while," Hong Ming said casually.

"Only three doses?" Su Chen frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Hong Ming explained in an annoyed tone, "Do you think Qi Blood Powder is so easy to prepare? These three doses were squeezed out by your teacher!"

Su Chen smiled sheepishly upon hearing this. Three portions were better than nothing.

Then, his expression turned serious, "Master, you've discounted the medicine you gave me, so how about we discount the conditions as well? I agree to the first condition, but the second one..."

In the end, after Su Chen's bargaining with Hong Ming, Hong Ming agreed to give him three portions of Qi Blood Powder.

However, besides participating in the Martial Hall Exchange Meeting, Su Chen also needed to visit the Martial Hall every seven days for Hong Ming to check his cultivation progress.

After reaching an agreement, Hong Ming took out three portions of medicine and handed them to Su Chen, cautioning, "Medicinal materials are ultimately external aids. Use them sparingly."

"Yes, Master!"

A warm current flowed through Su Chen's heart, and he expressed his gratitude.

A moment later, Su Chen left the Martial Hall, carrying the three packets of medicine back home, eager to brew them.

With the previous experiences, a freshly brewed bowl of medicinal soup was quickly prepared. Su Chen picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

As he drank more and more Qi Blood Powder, Su Chen's body seemed to have adapted to the state of surging Qi and blood, and he recovered as before in less than an incense stick's time.

Fortunately, the changes on the panel were real. After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, the panel increased by exactly the progress of one portion of medicine.

"There are still two portions of medicine left. Even if I drink them all, I'll still be short of two portions. If it's as Master Hong said, I'll probably have to wait a month before I can receive new medicine."

"Should I go see if those Blood Replenishing Medicines in the Medical Hall are useful? Anyway, they all replenish Qi and blood, maybe they'll be effective!"

Su Chen pondered, feeling uncomfortable being stuck on two portions of medicine.

He wanted to quickly complete the progress of ten portions of medicine to see the changes after the Iron Cloth Skill entered the beginner stage.

After thinking it over, he could only come up with two solutions.

One was to go to the Medical Hall to get Blood Replenishing Medicine, and the other was to show Hong Ming his progress after some time and ask for Qi Blood Powder.

The former required money, and the latter required time.

"I'll go to the Medical Hall to buy a portion of Blood Replenishing Medicine tomorrow and see."

Because he had drunk the Qi Blood Powder, Su Chen didn't feel very hungry.

After simply eating the leftovers from lunch, he read some medical books and studied the Disguise Technique for a while before going to sleep.

Early the next morning, Su Chen brewed the Blood Replenishing Medicine he bought from the Medical Hall, also a bowl of medicinal soup.

After drinking it, Su Chen looked at the panel, his expression immediately turning stern.

There was no change on the panel, which made Su Chen quite helpless, not knowing if the Blood Replenishing Medicine was insufficient or didn't meet the panel's requirements.

To verify his guess, Su Chen used the remaining two portions of Blood Replenishing Medicine. This time, the panel did change.

[...Iron Cloth Skill·Remnant 0 times (8.1/10 portions of Qi and Blood Medicine/time)]

"Three portions of Blood Replenishing Medicine only increased the progress by 0.1, the difference is too big."

Su Chen complained weakly. He originally thought about buying Blood Replenishing Medicine to replace Qi Blood Powder, but now it seemed that it was better to just wait for a while.

"Moreover, three portions of Blood Replenishing Medicine cost me one tael of silver, which means that to fill the progress, I would have to spend at least four hundred taels!

Although the Medical Hall has better Blood Replenishing Medicine, the price must be even more expensive. With my current financial resources, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Shaking his head, Su Chen sighed and quickly made a decision in his heart: "I'll make money and buy medicine at the same time. Pushing both together will probably be faster."

In the afternoon, Su Chen changed his clothes and resumed his old profession.

Passing by the government office, he glanced at the wanted list and found that the most recent government wanted order was still from a month ago, so he had to give up.

Without the Misty Rain Pavilion as an intelligence system, it would take him an unknown amount of time to find the other party.

After leaving the city, Su Chen went straight to Lin Family Fortress, and after an hour, he returned.

So much time has passed, and the Misty Rain Pavilion is still not open. It seems that it probably won't open for a long time in the future.

By the time he returned to the city, it was already getting dark, and Su Chen had no choice but to go home.

"Huh?"

However, on the way back, Su Chen inadvertently spotted a familiar face.

"Senior Brother Li Mo!"

At the end of his line of sight, Li Mo was strolling down the street with a woman, and the two seemed to be talking and laughing.

After taking a few glances, Su Chen shook his head, turned around and left, his figure disappearing into the night.