In Bulk
Seven days later.
Fang Yu ate the mountain deer meat in large mouthfuls, directly converting the continuously generated Qi and Blood into ' Primordial Qi '.
Fang Yu had already finished the two ounces of ' Mystic Armor Elephant Meat' he bought from the black market, and the Primordial Qi that he had intercepted and transformed through the Mirror-Breaking Pearl was also almost completely used up.
The Qi and Blood accumulated within the Mirror-Breaking Pearl were originally intended for breaking through bottlenecks, but now that he has officially begun practicing the "Mysterious Armor Prison-Suppressing Art," he has discovered that the previous approach is no longer feasible. This Cultivation Method requires several times more Qi and Blood than before, and there is simply no extra Qi and Blood for him to accumulate.
More importantly, he did not have a stable source of ' Mystic Armor Elephant Meat'.
Therefore, he can only use the Mirror-Breaking Pearl to convert the Qi and Blood of ordinary Demon Beast beasts into ' Primordial Qi ', and then convert the Primordial Qi' into the Qi and Blood of ' Mystic Armor Elephant Flesh'.
Soon, he ate a pound of deer meat, and the Qi and Blood and qi contained in the meat were directly transformed into Primordial Qi and stored in the Mirror-Breaking Pearl.
' The Primordial Qi produced by this deer meat is still so little.'
Fang Yu sensed the pitifully small amount of Primordial Qi within the Mirror-Breaking Pearl and couldn't help but sigh. The density of Qi and Blood in ordinary mountain deer meat was indeed somewhat low. It was just right when he was tempering his bones and refining his skin and flesh, but now it was not quite enough.
Compared to ' Mystic Armor Elephant Meat', it was far inferior. This made Fang Yu understand why various unique Demon Beast meats were needed for subsequent realm advancements. The most basic reason was that ordinary Demon Beast meat simply could not meet the Qi and Blood requirements of these high-level Cultivation Method.
Without sufficient Qi and Blood to support it, the body simply cannot withstand the strain and will not be able to continue training. Forcing oneself to continue training will not only fail to improve one's strength and level, but will also damage the body.
Therefore, the Seventh Grade Battle Soldier is the highest level that ordinary people can reach. If they want to advance further, they must join forces with those forces that have a stable supply of high-level Demon Beast meat.
Otherwise, even if you manage to find a bargain on the black market and buy a couple of ounces of high-level Demon Beast meat, it won't be of much use. This kind of meat isn't for daily practice; it's for breaking through bottlenecks.
'It's a bit little, but it's barely enough for my daily training. It just means I have to eat more!'
Fang Yu a thought, Primordial Qi transformed into the Qi and Blood of the ' Mystic Armor Elephant Flesh' and surged into his body.
With a swift movement, he landed in the courtyard. As he moved with agility, he refined the Qi and Blood, using it to further temper his body and strengthen his flesh and blood.
Soon, the Primordial Qi within the Mirror-Breaking Pearl was completely depleted. Fang Yu finished his technique, wiped the sweat from his brow, and silently calculated in his mind:
Based on current information, the conversion of one pound of deer meat into Primordial Qi and then into the Qi and Blood of ' Mystic Armor Elephant Meat' is roughly equivalent to one ounce of ' Mystic Armor Elephant Meat'. This ratio is acceptable, approximately 1 to 10.
Eating three catties of deer meat, or silver snake meat, or other common meats a day should be enough to support my daily needs.
In that case, I would need three catties of venison every day, which would cost 300 taels of silver.
Three hundred taels a day, that's nine thousand taels a month, and one hundred thousand taels a year. He used to think that his ten thousand taels of gold could last him a lifetime, but now it seems that it can only last for a year.
And this was all purchased at the internal price from the Grain Gang; if purchased on the black market, the price would double. There's also a very serious problem.
Ordinary martial artists would never need so much Demon Beast meat. Nearly a hundred catties of Demon Beast meat a month is definitely not something a normal martial artist can consume.
Moreover, spending 10,000 taels of gold a year would definitely attract attention. Both the Grain Gang and butchers like Zheng Tu would surely notice something amiss. Therefore, it's necessary to be more cautious when buying meat in the future, lest one's identity be exposed. Furthermore, it's necessary to renegotiate with the Grain Gang; one can no longer buy meat under the identity of Xu Fang.
Thinking about this, Fang Yu felt that he needed to pick up his disguise skills again, which he hadn't used for a long time.
Half an hour later.
A middle-aged woman with ordinary looks and a slightly plump figure appeared on the street, carrying a wooden box in her hand.
Fang Yu walked slowly, sensing the gazes of passersby, a slight smile playing on his lips.
His Disguise Technique seem to be as reliable as ever.
Back when he bought various cultivation supplies in the Great Scarlet Heaven Market, he always disguised himself to avoid attracting unwanted attention and wealth.
The same applies to this world of Demon Martial Arts.
After walking around North Peace Avenue, he encountered many acquaintances, including Zhou Daqing gang who were squatting in the shade, but he was not recognized. After seeing his slightly chubby and unremarkable face, these people all looked away.
After confirming that his Disguise Technique had no flaws, Fang Yu went to Hu's Grain Shop of the Grain Gang.
Shopkeeper Hu was still sitting behind the counter calculating accounts, as if he had endless accounts to settle. Every time Fang Yu came to buy meat before, Manager Hu was always calculating accounts.
He went to the counter and placed the box he was carrying on it.
"Bump!"
The heavy box slammed onto the counter, attracting the attention of the shop assistant and making Shopkeeper Hu look up. "Sir, are you here to buy grain?"
Fang Yu spoke in a slightly hoarse, rough female voice, "I won't buy grain, I'll buy meat!"
Fang Yu Shopkeeper Hu carefully examined Fang Yu. "Who introduced you, guest? How should you address me?"
"No one introduced me!" Fang Yu said, opening the box. "I am Chun Shisanniang. I heard from friends in the martial arts world that a large quantity of deer meat can be bought here. I have come to pay my respects today. Here is one thousand taels of gold for one hundred catties of deer meat. If the meat is of good quality, we can cooperate in the future."
Shopkeeper Hu looked at the large yellow croakers stacked together in the box, picked one up, and saw a fingerprint on the spot where the gold's origin was branded. He then completely erased the brand.
He put the gold bars back into the box and looked at Fang Yu, "Where do you come from, guest, and where are you staying?"
Fang Yu said in a deep voice, "I've been wandering the world, and will temporarily reside on Gourd Mountain."
Shopkeeper Hu then asked, "May I ask which shop's incense you are burning, sir?"
Fang Yu said in a deep voice, "A small temple has no gods."
Shopkeeper Hu placed his hand on the box, "Please wait a moment, sir!"
Shopkeeper Hu carried his box out through the small door behind the counter, walked a short distance, and returned carrying a bulging snakeskin bag.
"One hundred and ten catties, the extra is a gift from my Grain Gang to all the brothers!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "I have long heard of the Grain Gang's flourishing reputation and its extensive network of goodwill. Seeing it today, I can confirm that it is indeed a place of unparalleled righteousness. On behalf of all the brothers, 'Grain Station' thanks the manager!"
"Guests are welcome, so please don't stand on ceremony. If you need anything in the future, just come and get it!" Shopkeeper Hu returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
"Farewell!" Fang Yu said, picking up the snakeskin bag, turning and leaving the grain shop. After turning around and around, his figure disappeared into a small alley.