A few hours later, the white fog gradually faded behind me, the trees above my head gradually became sparse, and the sunlight became bright again.
Fang Han walks out Misty Forest.
Fang Han looked up at the sky. The sun was pointing westward. It should be afternoon or evening.
He did not go back to the temporary gathering place, but walked around and left.
More than an hour later, ahead, the outline of a giant city with walls stretching for more than ten miles appeared in the field of vision. It was the largest city nearby - White Deer City.
It was almost dusk when we entered the city.
Fang Han didn't go shopping much on the street, but went straight to an inn that looked relatively clean, asked for a private room, and asked the waiter to prepare some hot water and deliver it to the room.
It's not cheap, but it's quieter than anything else.
He locked the courtyard door, put Silver-Gray Longsword on the table, took off his gray cloth robe stained with dust and broken leaves, and walked into the bathroom.
The hot water was thick. Fang Han was completely submerged in the tub, and the warm water covered his shoulders.
The fatigue from running around for days seemed to be melted by hot water at this moment, slowly seeping out of his limbs.
He leaned against the edge of the tub, closed his eyes and rested for a long time, then got up from the tub and put on a clean white underwear.
The whole person felt much lighter.
He returned to the bedroom, sat down at the table, took out the Misty Forest harvest one by one, and arranged them one by one on the table.
A Healing Spirit Flower plant in a Cold Jade box.
More than three hundred century-old medicinal plants were wrapped in green cloth and piled up on most of the table.
A piece of Starry Ink Jade, the size of a human head, glowed with a deep black luster under the candlelight, and star-like glimmers of light circulated slowly inside, as if a piece of the night sky was hidden.
A stack of banknotes, totaling about one million taels.
A dozen bottles of Danyao of ordinary quality, and a few weapons of acceptable quality.
"There's no need to keep most of them!"
Fang Han's eyes swept over these objects, considering which ones to keep and which ones Recharge.
Danyao is not of high grade and is mostly used by Third Grade and Fourth Grade warriors, so it is no longer of much use to him.
The same is true for weapons, but they are ordinary weapons, far inferior to the Silver-Gray Longsword on his waist, and leaving them takes up space.
There is no need to keep more than 300 old medicinal plants.
After all, he is not a pharmacist and is not good at pharmacology, so he cannot blend these more than 300 old medicines into the more valuable Danyao.
You need to keep the banknotes, Healing Spirit Flower and Starry Ink Jade.
"System Panel."
Fang Han's thoughts moved slightly, and System Panel's transparent light curtain appeared silently in front of his eyes.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 512 times (Level Ten Amplification requires 100 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth:9.01 million gold]
"Recharge."
Fang Han glanced at the "9.01 million gold" column, and then reached out to press the pile of Danyao.
The moment the thought fell, more than a dozen bottles of Danyao and the jade bottle turned into tiny points of light and dissipated in the air.
The numbers on System Panel jump slightly.
[Possessed Wealth:9.01 million gold→9.03 million gold]
It only increased by 20,000 gold. After all, the quality was ordinary, so Fang Han had no worries.
He reached out and pressed on the weapons again, selecting Recharge together.
The light spot dissipated, and the number on System Panel jumped again.
[Possessed Wealth:9.03 million gold→9.06 million gold]
Fang Han nodded with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the pile of old medicine.
More than three hundred century-old medicinal plants are one of his biggest gains in Misty Forest these days.
Although each plant alone is not considered precious, the advantage is that the quantity is considerable.
He pressed his palms on the medicinal materials wrapped in green cloth, and his thoughts fell.
[Possessed Wealth:9.06 million gold→9.18 million gold]
"One hundred and twenty thousand gold."
Fang Han quickly calculates the growth of wealth in his mind.
Including the previous 50,000 gold, this pile of things brought him a total of 170,000 gold.
Bringing his total wealth to 9.18 million gold, he is only 820,000 gold short of the 10 million gold required to open Level Nine Amplification.
He closed System Panel with satisfaction, put the banknote and Healing Spirit Flower into Storage Ring, and turned his attention to the last thing.
That piece of Starry Ink Jade the size of a human head.
Under the candlelight, the shimmering stars inside the ink jade seemed to come alive, slowly flowing as the angle of his turning changed.
"I wonder what effect it will have..."
Fang Han held the ink jade in his hands, the tentacles were slightly cool and heavy.
He first took two Earth Spirit Pill into his mouth, then hugged Starry Ink Jade and sat down cross-legged on the bed.
Greenwood Poison-Avoidance Scripture is running slowly.
The Internal Qi of Dark Green surge out from the 25 Acupoints that penetrate the whole body and advance along the route of the exercise.
"Buzz--"
The moment Internal Qi started to circulate, a wave of fluctuation suddenly came out from Starry Ink Jade, covering his whole person.
The fluctuations were not violent, but seemed to carry some invisible thrust, causing the already extremely fast cultivation speed to suddenly increase a lot.
The flow of Internal Qi becomes smoother, the refining of medicinal power becomes faster, and the time required for a weekly cycle becomes shorter.
Fang Han can clearly feel that the speed of Earth Spirit Pill's medicinal power is being absorbed significantly faster.
Those warm medicinal powers are like streams flowing into rivers, and are captured, refined and incorporated into Acupoints by Internal Qi at a speed far faster than usual.
After more than an hour, Earth Spirit Pill's medicine was completely exhausted.
Fang Han Slowly withdraw the power and open your eyes.
He looked down at the piece of Starry Ink Jade in his arms, and there was a trace of uncontrollable surprise in his calm eyes.
"Three times."
Fang Han whispered to himself.
After just over an hour of practice, he could clearly feel the improvement effect brought by this piece of Starry Ink Jade.
Compared with when Starry Ink Jade was not used, the cultivation speed was increased by three times.
Originally, he estimated that it would take at least more than a month to break through to Mid First Grade, but now he can do it in half a month at most.
"Unfortunately, it's not very convenient to hold her like this."
Fang Han looked down at the head-sized black jade in his arms and frowned slightly.
Although it is not impossible to hold this piece of black jade with both hands while meditating, it is still a bit obstructive.
If it can be made into a cushion and you can practice sitting on it, it will be much more convenient.
It's just that he doesn't know whether breaking Starry Ink Jade into cushions will affect its effect.
The next day, Fang Han put Starry Ink Jade into Storage Ring, locked the door and left the inn.
Whenever he visits a strange place, he is accustomed to going to the largest restaurant in the area first.
Not only can you taste flavors you have never tasted before, but you can also hear some useful news from diners who have traveled far and wide.
He walked along the main street for about a cup of tea, and stopped in front of a four-story wooden building. On the plaque were the words "Cloud-Gazing Tower" written with strong strokes.
Cars and horses were constantly coming and going in front of the door, and guests were coming in and out. It was obvious that business was very good.
Fang Han walked up to the third floor, found a seat by the window and sat down. He leaned Silver-Gray Longsword against the leg of the table and casually ordered a few signature dishes and a small pot of warm wine.
The waiter memorized the name of the dish and hurried downstairs. Fang Han leaned back on his chair and glanced aimlessly across the lobby.
There were more than a dozen tables of guests sitting on the third floor. Some were changing glasses, and some were talking in low voices. The sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks mixed with the sound of voices, clashing back and forth between the wooden beams.
A few capable warriors at the next table were chatting animatedly.
"Did you hear about it? There was a fight in Misty Forest yesterday, and dozens of people were killed."
"More than just a fight, the scene was almost like a battlefield."
"My cousin was there. He saw with his own eyes that Starry Ink Jade was smashed into pieces by three masters. Dozens of fragments flew all over the sky. Everyone rushed to grab it. It was a chaos."
"Three Grandmasters? No wonder so many people died."
The other person gasped.
"To be precise, it's the combat power of four grandmasters."
The person who spoke lowered his voice, and his tone was somewhat mysterious.
"A middle-aged man in gray robe, who is not a master, but has the fighting power of a master, just snatched a piece of Starry Ink Jade from a master's hand that is as big as a person's head."
"Even the grandmaster dares to rob him?"
"No, that man is very powerful. It is said that he fought a grandmaster head-on for more than ten rounds and managed to escape, and finally escaped safely."
Fang Han picked up Teacup and took a sip. There was no emotion on his face, as if the "Grey-Robed Middle-Aged Man" mentioned by the neighbor table had nothing to do with him.
It feels a bit novel to hear news related to myself in a place like a teahouse and restaurant.
"It is said that Qin Yuan, Lin Qingyin, Chu Jinghong, and Zhen Feixuan also grabbed a lot of pieces. They are indeed the disciples of Overlord-Level Faction. Others cannot envy their luck."
"Qin Yuan Did they also grab it? Didn't the grandmaster take it back?"
"No, with their status, even the three masters would not dare to do anything to them."
The few people chatted for a while, and the topic gradually turned to other places.
Fang Han listened quietly, occasionally picking up a piece of food with chopsticks, looking calm.
Just as he picked up a piece of braised fish belly, there was a sound of brisk footsteps at the top of the stairs.
Four figures walked up to the third floor one after another, and the originally noisy lobby suddenly became quiet.
At the forefront is Qin Yuan.
He was wearing Dark Gold Brocade Robe today. His figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his face was still stern.
Followed closely by Chu Jinghong.
He was wearing a moon-white gown, his face was as cold as before, and the Plain Longsword hung around his waist.
Behind them, Lin Qingyin and Zhen Feixuan were walking side by side.
Lin Qingyin is still wearing a green outfit, with a few strands of broken hair hanging on her cheeks, without losing her elegant and refined temperament.
Zhen Feixuan is wearing a plain white dress, and her long hair is tied up loosely with a silver hairpin.
As soon as the four people appeared in the restaurant, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Some people exclaimed in low voices, some whispered to each other, and some people subconsciously sat up straight, their eyes roving back and forth on the four people with curiosity, obviously recognizing the four of them.
As the top talents of Central Thirty-Six Prefectures Overlord-Level Faction, the names of Qin Yuan, Chu Jinghong, Lin Qingyin, and Zhen Feixuan are almost unknown to everyone.
Even if you have never seen them in person, you have mostly seen their portraits.
It can be said that there are very few people who don't know them.