The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 145 - 121 Plotting_2

Chapter 145: Chapter 121 Plotting_2

If Master Zhao Ge had not died, and one day his injuries had healed, when a Refining Points expert began to take revenge, they would also have to pay a huge price.

After clarifying the situation, Li Yi had roughly formed a plan in his mind. He glanced at the crowd and said, "After listening to Master’s story, I have come up with a plan."

"What plan, Brother Yi please tell," Shou Hou immediately said.

Rong Niang and Zhao Qian were also looking up at Li Yi.

Li Yi’s expression was stern as he said, "It’s simple, kill the two Refining Points Martial Artists in Sanyang City. Without the Refining Points experts to hold the fort, the Han and Jin families won’t be able to make any significant impact, and they can only disperse like a tree falling and monkeys scattering. By the time Master shows up just to raise the flag of the head of the hall again, there won’t even be any need to make a move, Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall can be rebuilt."

"As for the Coffin Ganoderma needed for Master’s healing, in a few days, I will go to Sanyang City to kill those traitors and just take it back directly, why bother with such trouble?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Is this, this method too straightforward and violent?

"Refining Points Martial Artists are very strong, Meng De, are you sure...," Zhao Ge asked in a deep voice.

Li Yi simply grinned and replied, "Haven’t fought them, don’t know, but killing your acclaimed Blood Training experts is as simple as eating and drinking for me, so I suppose I can also handle a Refining Points expert."

He was a cultivator in the inspiration realm, and his strength was difficult to categorize in this world. Having never fought an expert in Refining Points, he also couldn’t be sure.

"Not being sure is not acceptable, recklessly engaging them could lead to a total loss if overpowered," Zhao Ge cautioned.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Ge promptly said, "Meng De, wait for your teacher to recuperate for a few days, then I’ll show you some moves, let you understand the strength of a Refining Points Martial Artist, and also teach you the method to toughen skin and muscles and refine your physique. There is still great potential to be unearthed in your body. If you were to practice Martial Arts anew, perhaps there would be a surprise."

"Master, are you asking me to start my cultivation all over? That seems very time-consuming," Li Yi said.

"For others, it would surely take at least ten years, but Meng De, you are different. You were born extraordinary and can’t be measured by normal standards. Perhaps it might just take ten days or half a month to achieve, but exactly how far you can go, even your teacher cannot predict," Zhao Ge said before asking, "Rong Niang, how many Qi Blood Pills were collected from these corpses?"

"Not many, only a total of one hundred and twenty-one," Rong Niang immediately replied.

Zhao Ge nodded then said, "Good, leave eleven for the three of us to share and eat. The rest pour out to Meng De for martial practice. Also, gather the gold and silver, tomorrow find a market and buy more meat, good medicine, about those steel knives, bows, crossbows, and horses that can be sold, also sell them, just keep five horses, and remember to burn off the golden prints on the horses to avoid enemies tracing us."

Rong Niang agreed to everything, having also formed a plan in her mind.

"Qi Blood Pill? What is that?" Li Yi curiously asked.

Rong Niang, smiling, said, "Brother Yi, Qi Blood Pills are meant for those who practice Martial Arts to consume. It’s made from a variety of great medicines mixed with rare birds and beasts, which can replenish qi-blood and strengthen muscles and bones, aiding in cultivation. However, ordinary Martial Artists can’t afford it; a small pill costs ten taels of silver, enough to cover a normal family’s expenses for a year."

"I see."

Li Yi realized that the Master intended to focus all resources on him, allowing him to retrain in Martial Arts and quickly enhance his strength.

However, he then remembered something, "Zhao Qian, go get my backpack, I have some things inside that might be useful."

"Okay, Brother Yi."

Zhao Qian immediately got up from beside the fire, then brought the sniper rifle along with Li Yi’s backpack over.

After receiving them, Li Yi put the sniper rifle aside and opened the zipper, took out a bottle of Golden Nutrient Liquid, and handed it over, "Master, try this. This is what cultivators from our world consume. I wonder how it compares to Qi Blood Pills."

Zhao Ge, after taking it, couldn’t help but marvel.

Such a large crystal glass bottle, even the bottle itself is quite valuable, worth a considerable amount of gold and silver.

The medicine inside was also quite peculiar, a radiant golden color, sparkling brightly, akin to a long-simmered but uncongealed Dan Liquid, somewhat similar to the Extraordinary Water he had drunk before, but presumably its effects were not as potent.

"Let your teacher have a taste."

Zhao Ge was not suspicious of the medicine having a problem, but worried that his aging body might not withstand the powerful nourishing effects, so he cautiously took a sip.

The taste was nice, and the texture was good, better than some drinks in the city.

Zhao Ge closed his eyes and savored the sensation finely.

After a moment, he discovered the feeling of hunger in his body had vanished.

It seemed the medicine was very satiating.

But then, Zhao Ge was somewhat astonished, his body being nourished by the big medicine, some hidden injuries were healing, his Qi-Blood was rising, and he could even feel his aging organs rejuvenating.

This was only after drinking a small sip, if one drank regularly, a Martial Artist’s body could definitely be nourished to an excellent state, and might even prolong life.

Zhao Ge suddenly opened his eyes, his whole demeanor became more spirited, and he stared at the bottle of Golden Nutrient Liquid, his palms trembling slightly.

This was a medicine that could prolong life.

If word got out, it would surely be frantically fought over.

Did Meng De drink this regularly?

No wonder he was determined to have a life span of one hundred and fifty years back on Ghost Street.

"Master, how is this medicine? Is it good?" Shou Hou came over, also curious, "Why not let me taste it and see the effects."

"This is top-grade medicine, much stronger than Qi Blood Pill, can heal injuries, strengthen Qi and Blood, nourish muscles and bones, and even satiate hunger. Meng De, how many such medicines do you still have?" Zhao Ge carefully covered the Golden Nutrient Liquid again and then glared at Shou Hou.

He didn’t mention that this thing could extend life, afraid it might cause trouble.

Shou Hou, glared at, reluctantly drew back.

"Master, this time I brought ten bottles of nutrient liquid." Li Yi answered at that moment.

"Ten bottles of good medicine, plus one hundred Qi Blood Pills, should be enough, Meng De, put them away, this stuff is less when used, we need to save it, besides you, no one else gets a share." Zhao Ge said, passing the medicine over.

Li Yi didn’t take it but just smiled, "Master, keep this bottle for yourself to drink. If it’s not enough, ask me for more later. Tuning your body is the most important right now, and this medicine isn’t very costly for me. It’s just purchasable with some money, but this time I came in a hurry, didn’t know I had to come to Xingzhou, so I was unprepared. Next time I have a chance, I’ll bring a few more boxes to honor you, Master."

Although Golden Nutrient Liquid is quite expensive at one hundred thousand per bottle, he now had forty million lying in his bank account, enough to buy a great deal.

Zhao Ge shook his head, "That’s not good, we only have so much, every bit we use means less we have, before we rebuild the Martial Arts Hall, we have to be careful with every use."

"Although we don’t have much, it’s enough for Father’s nourishment." Li Yi said earnestly, "Just keep it, Master."

"Dad, just keep it and drink it. This is also Brother Yi’s dutiful thought." Zhao Qian immediately pulled on Zhao Ge’s arm, urging him, very concerned about her father’s health.

Rong Niang also advised, "Master, the most important thing now is your health, you shouldn’t skimp on food at the expense of your wellbeing. Big Brother surely saw this point, that’s why he wanted you to keep a bottle. Once things look up, we won’t lack anything."

Persuaded by everyone, Zhao Ge eventually gave in. He sighed and said, "Very well, we’ll use just this one bottle. However, I won’t eat alone, Rong Niang and Shou Hou, you both drink some too; it will help with your injuries."

"How could I?" Rong Niang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Ge was resolute, "That’s settled then, you are young, you can’t have lingering injuries ruin your future paths."

While being careful with resources, he didn’t forget to scrounge a share for his injured disciples.

Li Yi, seeing this, felt a complex emotion.

But he understood, this was the law of survival in this world.

To pool resources to nurture a sufficiently powerful Martial Artist was the only way to survive.

Thus, everyone felt it was natural for Li Yi to monopolize all the resources, without any misgivings, and without any complaints.