Lin Mo had never imagined that the ingredients Zheng Heping had painstakingly saved up could also trigger a return.
"Looks like any effort that helps increase my strength can trigger a return?"
As he thought this, Lin Mo suddenly felt the blood qi throughout his body churn violently.
Several warm currents coursed through his body before erupting.
"Lin Mo, are you alright?"
Seeing Lin Mo's skin flush red and then turn pale, Zheng Heping could not help asking in concern.
"I-I'm fine. It's just that after drinking the potion, my blood qi has started changing."
Lin Mo shook his head, then closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Zheng Heping shut his mouth and did not dare disturb him, though his face was filled with confusion.
Although what he had bought was a Supreme Vitality Potion, it could raise blood qi by at most 1 point.
Was a 1-point increase in blood qi really this dramatic?
Speaking of Vitality Potions, Zheng Heping had also sighed heavily when buying one.
A single bottle of Supreme Vitality Potion only raised one's Blood Qi Value by that little.
Although these potions could be used repeatedly, the more one used them, the weaker their effects became.
And taking too much would still pose certain hidden risks to one's foundation.
Unless one belonged to those lineages of Great Martial Artists, who possessed more rare treasures and were therefore unafraid of such risks.
That was why the children of wealthy lineages had a greater chance of stepping into the ranks of martial artists by the age of eighteen.
After all, as long as one had money, one could drink these potions freely. Even if a bottle's effect later dropped to only 0.001, mosquito meat was still meat.
But for ordinary commoners, that was an astronomical sum.
Poor scholars, wealthy warriors—there was nothing wrong with that saying!
Meanwhile, Lin Mo was enduring the baptism of his surging blood qi.
How could Zheng Heping have imagined that this single bottle of Supreme Vitality Potion would directly raise Lin Mo's Blood Qi Value by 100 points?
[ Ding! The host's current Blood Qi Value is: 219.28 points ]
Looking at the system prompt, Lin Mo was overjoyed.
In the blink of an eye, his Blood Qi Value had already broken through 200.
Most importantly, reaching 100 meant stepping into the ranks of martial artists.
But being a martial artist was merely a threshold. Only by becoming a First-grade Martial Artist could one be considered a true martial artist.
Only upon reaching First-grade Martial Artist could one go to the Martial Artist Building to complete Martial Artist Certification and gain recognition from the Martial Alliance.
For a First-grade Martial Artist, the threshold was 150 points of blood qi, with a Combat Power Value of at least 300.
For First-grade through Third-grade Martial Artists, the Combat Power Value rating generally had to be at least twice one's Blood Qi Value to qualify.
For Fourth-grade through Sixth-grade Martial Artists, the Combat Power Value rating generally had to be at least three times one's Blood Qi Value to qualify.
As for Seventh-grade through Ninth-grade Martial Artists, the Combat Power Value rating generally had to be at least five times one's Blood Qi Value to qualify.
At this moment, Lin Mo's Blood Qi Value far exceeded the threshold for a First-grade Martial Artist.
"If I add the force of the Hegemon Fist, my combat power will definitely surpass the standard for a First-grade Martial Artist."
Thinking of this, Lin Mo could not help growing excited.
He could go to the Martial Artist Building to complete his Martial Artist Certification.
Once the certification succeeded, he would receive a considerable martial artist subsidy.
As long as one reached First-grade Martial Artist, one could receive subsidies from the Huaxia Martial Alliance after certification.
A First-grade Martial Artist's monthly subsidy was 10,000 yuan.
For an ordinary family, 10,000 yuan was no small income. It was enough to live on, with plenty to spare.
That was secondary. With his current Blood Qi Value, Lin Mo felt that if he used the Mystic Hegemon Fist again, he could throw at least six punches.
One extra punch meant one more use of his methods.
Seeing that Lin Mo seemed to have recovered completely, Zheng Heping's tense expression eased.
"Thank you, Uncle Zheng!"
Lin Mo thanked him again.
He knew Zheng Heping's circumstances very well. It had been extremely difficult for him to take out 500,000 yuan at once to buy such a bottle of Supreme Vitality Potion.
For that, Lin Mo was deeply grateful.
"How much did your blood qi increase?"
Zheng Heping asked with concern.
Lin Mo smiled and held up one finger.
"1 point? That's wonderful! There are still three months left. If you work a little harder, you should be able to get into Martial University."
Seeing Lin Mo hold up one finger, Zheng Heping smiled happily.
Even a Supreme Vitality Potion could increase blood qi by at most 1 point. Many people only gained 0.5 points after taking one.
Fortunately, Lin Mo had received the greatest possible effect, and Zheng Heping felt greatly relieved.
He would never have imagined that Lin Mo's one meant 100 points.
Of course, Lin Mo would not say it outright, not even to his closest Uncle Zheng.
"Mhm, I'll work hard."
Lin Mo replied with a smile.
"It's getting late. You should head to school. I'll be going back first."
"Alright, Uncle Zheng."
Lin Mo escorted Zheng Heping to the door. Watching him limp away, a strange glint flashed through his eyes.
"Uncle Zheng, I'll cure you."
He had heard that there was a miraculous medicine in this world that could rebuild one's tendons and meridians, even regrow severed limbs.
When he had the chance in the future, he would definitely obtain it and help Uncle Zheng recover completely.
After returning to his room to wash up, Lin Mo changed into Jiangcheng No. 2 High School's uniform and ran toward school.
Jiangcheng No. 2 High School, Senior Year Class 5.
"Brother Wang is amazing! It's only been three days, and your blood qi has risen another point."
"Otherwise, how could Brother Wang become our class monitor? Looks like Brother Wang has a chance to enter the Martial Arts Training Class today."
"Of course! Brother Wang's blood qi has already reached 88. You only need 85 to enter the Martial Arts Training Class."
Inside the classroom, a group of students crowded around a well-dressed youth, continuously showering him with flattery.
That youth was Wang Shouquan, the class monitor of Senior Year Class 5.
He was also one of only two people in the class whose Blood Qi Value had reached 85 or higher.
At that moment, he was smugly enjoying his classmates' praise and flattery.
"My family only gave me a few more bottles of Supreme Vitality Potion. That's how I got this far."
Yet his words were exceedingly "modest."
But he placed particular emphasis on the words "a few bottles" and "Supreme Vitality Potion."
Clearly, he was showing off his family's wealth.
Anyone with a bit of common sense knew how expensive Supreme Vitality Potions were.
How could an ordinary family possibly afford several bottles at once?
"Brother Wang, don't be modest. Without enough talent, even drinking several bottles of Supreme Vitality Potion wouldn't let someone reach your Blood Qi Value."
Hearing this, Wang Shouquan looked utterly pleased and gave his loyal lackey an approving glance.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared at the classroom door, making Wang Shouquan's eyes light up. "Heh, no matter how good one's talent is, one still has to work hard and cultivate bitterly.
"Besides, if we're talking about someone with outstanding talent in our class, that would be Lin Ya'er."
As though she had heard him, Lin Ya'er paused. After glancing at Wang Shouquan, she continued indifferently to her seat and sat down.
"Brother Wang is right. Everyone in the school knows how talented Lin Ya'er is. She'll definitely enter the Martial Arts Training Class this time too. I'd say that in Jiangcheng No. 2 High School, only Brother Wang is worthy of Lin Ya'er."
The lackey who had been flattering him earlier had naturally noticed Lin Ya'er entering the room. Seeing Wang Shouquan's expression, he immediately spoke up.
Hearing that, Lin Ya'er could not help frowning, a look of disgust appearing on her face.
But Wang Shouquan was greatly pleased. After giving the lackey an approving glance, he walked toward Lin Ya'er.
"Ya'er, the classes are being assigned today, I..."
"Move aside! A good dog doesn't block the road!"
Just as Wang Shouquan moved closer to Lin Ya'er, a figure directly shoved him aside.
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