Chu Han arrived at a buffet restaurant.
It cost 200 Federal currency per person, with unlimited food.
He would have been reluctant to pay this price before, but now everything had to make way for cultivation.
Although the restaurant did not have high-end ingredients like spirit rice or exotic beast meat, it had more than enough ordinary meat.
Ever since cultivating the Nine Heavens Body Tempering Technique, Chu Han felt that his appetite had increased several times over.
His body also needed a large amount of energy to support his cultivation.
After eating to his heart's content, Chu Han walked out of the restaurant under the resentful gazes of the manager and servers.
After returning to the martial arts hall, Chu Han continued cultivating.
An hour later, he discovered that the vortex of Elemental Power in his body had suddenly vanished. A wave of weakness and strange pain swept over him.
It turned out that he had cultivated too quickly. His body could not withstand the baptism of such a massive amount of Elemental Power, and his cells had suffered some damage.
Apart from him, no one had ever managed to practice all thirty-six postures of the first level of the Body Tempering Technique on their first day. He had not given his body any time to adapt or recover, and his forced cultivation had led to this situation.
Normally, he only needed to rest for one night before continuing his cultivation the next day.
But he did not want to waste these rare cultivation conditions.
With a thought, a bottle of pills appeared in his hand.
He opened the stopper and poured out a Body Tempering Pill.
If his cultivation had not been impeded, he would have forgotten about the Body Tempering Pills altogether.
After being consumed, Body Tempering Pills could strengthen the muscles, fascia, and bones, while improving physical strength, vitality, and one's foundation.
They were truly miraculous pills for assisting body tempering!
He immediately swallowed a Body Tempering Pill. Its medicinal power spread out, and his damaged cells instantly recovered. A new surge of strength welled up, strengthening his body.
Chu Han was overjoyed and immediately continued cultivating.
Sure enough, the vortex of Elemental Power appeared again in his dantian, and a massive amount of Elemental Power continuously poured into his body.
Every cell throughout his body rapidly grew stronger under the nourishment of Elemental Power.
He cultivated until nightfall, when he finally completely absorbed the medicinal power of one Body Tempering Pill.
Chu Han ended his cultivation and tested his strength again.
1900!
1950!
The strength of both arms had reached around 1,900 jin!
His progress was tremendous!
"Looks like surpassing 2,000 jin tomorrow is a sure thing."
Satisfied, Chu Han left the cultivation room.
When he arrived at the front desk, someone was waiting for him.
"Brother Han! You finally came out! I've been waiting for you for two hours!"
The person greeted Chu Han enthusiastically.
"Zhao Feiyu? Why are you waiting for me?" Chu Han asked in confusion.
Zhao Feiyu was a friend he had met at Warhammer Martial Arts Hall. He was the same age as Chu Han and a third-year student at First Middle School.
Unlike Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu was a rich second-generation heir whose family was extremely well-off!
He had come to this martial arts hall to cultivate in pursuit of a school beauty from First Middle School.
But ever since meeting Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu had become Chu Han's little admirer, especially admiring his talent.
Every time he came to the martial arts hall, he cultivated alongside Chu Han and had made considerable progress as well.
After that school beauty left, Zhao Feiyu continued staying here.
"He wants to learn from you how to become stronger quickly," Zhang Qiuyue said with a smile.
Chu Han smiled. "Oh? Don't you know that I've become the biggest laughingstock in Third High School? You must have awakened a pretty good talent. Do you still need to come to me to cultivate?"
Zhao Feiyu waved his hand. "I've heard about it, but I'm not like those short-sighted people. You're the first person whose potential value surpassed my sister's. Even without a talent, you can still become a powerful martial artist!"
"I heard you instantly killed someone who had awakened a B-rank talent at the martial arts hall. That also proves my guess."
Chu Han nodded. "Thank you. You're one of the few people who support me."
"All right, Brother Han, don't say anything so mushy to me. I want to know how you suddenly became so strong. I can see that your strength has increased a lot too. How exactly did you do it?"
Zhao Feiyu seemed extremely eager to become stronger, his face filled with anticipation.
Naturally, Chu Han could not say that it was because he had cheated.
He thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I met a mysterious expert yesterday. He felt it was a pity that I hadn't awakened a talent, so he gave me a bottle of pills."
"There's such a good thing? Why haven't I ever met one!" Zhao Feiyu wailed.
Chu Han asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you in such a hurry to become stronger? Isn't the talent you awakened good?"
Zhao Feiyu said bitterly, "Sigh, I awakened my family's inherited talent—the A-rank Mad Lion Bloodline. But my family has a special way to determine the bloodline's purity. It's divided into four levels: blue, purple, black, and gold. The highest-level golden bloodline is an S-Class talent, while the lowest-level blue bloodline is an A-rank talent. The bloodline I awakened is blue, making it the weakest in the family."
"The blue bloodline talent put me far behind right from the start. I still haven't become a Quasi-Martial Artist even now. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to get into Jingwu University. By then, I'll definitely become a disgrace to the family!"
"Although my family has a secret method for upgrading bloodlines, I have to get into Jingwu University first."
Seeing the tragic look on Zhao Feiyu's face, Chu Han felt a sense of shared misfortune.
Zhao Feiyu was the disgrace of his family, while he was the laughingstock of the entire school.
For that reason alone, he could not stand by and do nothing.
However, Chu Han still felt somewhat unbalanced inside.
For a great lineage like Zhao Feiyu's, awakening an A-rank talent was considered disgraceful, while ordinary people could only dream of awakening even an E-rank talent.
The gap between people was truly too great.
"Brother Han, you must have a way to help me, right?" Chu Han was Zhao Feiyu's last hope.
Chu Han smiled and took out the porcelain bottle containing Supreme Strength Pills. "There are five Supreme Strength Pills in here. Each one can increase strength by 100 jin."
"100 jin? You can only take one of these pills at most, right? Are there any side effects? I've taken ordinary Strength Pills before. Won't their medicinal powers conflict?" Zhao Feiyu asked suspiciously.
"I took five, and there were no side effects at all. I was planning to send the remaining five to an auction later," Chu Han explained.
"Don't auction them. Sell them to me instead. You're my own brother! I'll pay 50,000 Federal currency for each Supreme Strength Pill!"
Zhao Feiyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he spoke hurriedly.
"50,000?"
Chu Han was startled. Zhao Feiyu truly was a rich second-generation heir; he had offered ten times the price of an ordinary Strength Pill right off the bat.
"Brother Han, if you think that's too little, I can pay more!"
Zhao Feiyu was determined to get these five Supreme Strength Pills.
Chu Han smiled. "No need. 50,000 each is fine. I'll sell them all to you."
As he spoke, he handed the porcelain bottle to Zhao Feiyu.
Zhao Feiyu transferred 250,000 Federal currency to Chu Han's card immediately.
Seeing the 250,000 windfall arrive, Chu Han instantly felt even better than when he grew stronger through cultivation.
Adding the 10,000 Federal currency he had obtained from the lottery, Chu Han's net worth had already reached 260,000.
It would take his mother two or three years of working to earn 260,000.
Sure enough, becoming a martial artist was the most profitable path!
Zhao Feiyu had already swallowed one Supreme Strength Pill. A burst of crackling sounds erupted from his body.
He then went to the strength tester in the public area and tested the strength of one arm.
1,011 jin!
"No wonder you awakened an A-rank talent. Your basic conditions are far better than mine."
Chu Han discovered that Zhao Feiyu's strength before taking the Strength Pill had already exceeded his own strength before taking one.
"Hahaha, my strength has finally reached the Quasi-Martial Artist level!"
Zhao Feiyu was as happy as a monkey.
Without any hesitation, he swallowed the remaining four Supreme Strength Pills as well.
His final one-arm strength reached 1,487 jin.
"1,487! Hahaha... 1,487 jin! These pills are worth every penny!"
Zhao Feiyu was so excited that he nearly jumped up.
If he had tried to find a way on his own, he would not have achieved such results even in half a month.
"Brother Han, you're my benefactor!"
Zhao Feiyu was incredibly excited and admired Chu Han even more.
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