"Fifteen percent!"
Su Xinghe froze, then was immediately overjoyed.
Perhaps the "Water-Tight" trait of his destiny had taken effect. The astral qi essence he obtained after absorbing and refining the pills was actually one and a half times what an ordinary martial warrior would gain.
That meant he could save a third of the resources needed to break through to fifth-rank Core Embrace. In other words, fifty Force-Forging Pills had bought him fifteen percent progress in Liquid Transformation.
Su Xinghe ran the numbers with his multiplication table.
His final conclusion was that he needed only 334 Force-Forging Pills in total.
Subtracting the fifteen percent left 284.
He could exchange for fifty at the Demon Suppression Bureau, and he still had seven on hand.
The shortfall was only 227.
A thought rose from the depths of his heart.
On the first day of next month, he would challenge the white-robed guards ranked in the top ten.
As for taking missions to slay demons and exterminate fiends to earn Demon Suppression Bureau points, the thought of that roaming general from the other night made him abandon the idea.
Seeing that it was not yet light outside,
he buried himself in refining pills again, advancing his power-releasing secret art, the Head-Cleaving Technique.
Ever since discovering that Wu Cangqing was actually stronger than he was, he had felt considerable pressure again.
His life-saving trump card, Water Conception, had already been exposed. He needed to find another one quickly.
If a hundred thousand jin of strength was not enough, he would strive to reach two hundred thousand as soon as possible.
He could not neglect First Insight into Light and Darkness or Red Lotus Treasure Vase Qi, either.
One could conceal him and improve his chances of escape. The other could help him comprehend a