Chapter 156: Spirit Seizing Technique + Blood Spirit Policy = Cultivation Absorption Technique? (2)

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Han Zhao said frankly.

Compared to trickery, it was better to treat her sincerely.

Lu Yingxuan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. In the end, she nodded and stepped out of the shadows towards the end of the street.

“Third one.”

Han Zhao muttered.

“What?” Lu Yingxuan turned around. With her grandmaster-level hearing, she could hear everything clearly.

“Nothing. Let’s go.” Han Zhao smiled and shook his head. She was as cold as ice and her smile was as bright as the sun.

She was very protective.

These were her first two characteristics, or rather, her strengths.

The third was to turn hostile faster than flipping a book!

Sword Rain Courtyard.

“Junior Brother Han, you’re rich!”

“Junior Brother Han, I’m afraid you won one to two hundred thousand taels this time, right?”

“You’ve won so much. Shouldn’t we try some sweetness?

“That’s right!’

In the courtyard in the east wing, Han Zhao had just returned when he was surrounded by a group of women.

He looked at Lu Yingxuan for help, but she crossed her arms and watched coldly. She showed no signs of helping.

“Senior Sisters, I’ll return the money to you immediately. Let’s do it one by one!”

“Sigh- Senior Sister, where are you touching? It’s not below!”

Han Zhao felt that his entire body was covered in hands, and there were all kinds of fragrances lingering at the tip of his nose.

“Hmph!” A cold snort filled with Internal Force sounded.

Everyone looked at Lu Yingxuan and instantly fell silent.

Although Lu Yingxuan was not the oldest in the Sword Rain Courtyard, in the world of martial artists, the strong were respected. She was now the eldest senior sister.

There were many teenage girls in the Sword Rain Courtyard. Most of them were taught Entry Level martial arts by Lu Yingxuan on behalf of the court head.

Therefore, not only was she the eldest senior sister, but she was also the head of the family when the court head was not around.

“Junior Brother Han’s money is all on me. Bring an IOU tomorrow morning and come to me to take the money one by one. There’s no interest.” Lu Yingxuan took out a large stack of banknotes.

“Why is it like this?”

“Why is Junior Brother Han’s money with Eldest Senior Sister?”

“Could it be that you guys…”

The senior and junior sisters discussed animatedly.

When martial artists practiced martial arts, their blood qi was exuberant to begin with, far exceeding ordinary people.

Other than consuming energy through bitter cultivation, it was easy to have excess energy.

A young girl was in love. It was not easy for a handsome junior brother to appear in the courtyard. They had not even had the time to be a senior sister before Lu Yingxuan snatched them away. Some people were indignant.

“Junior Brother Han’s alchemy skills are already close to the level of a low-grade alchemist. If you need some low-grade medicinal pills and ask him to refine them, I’ll give you a 30% discount.”

Lu Yingxuan added.

Although she did not know the exact progress of Han Zhao’s alchemy, it was indeed not bad to approach the level of a low-grade alchemist in about a year.

It just so happened that it was not to an exaggerated level.

This progress was to the extent that the upper echelons of Martial Academy were willing to help withstand the pressure, and the other large factions would also give face.

“Uh…” Han Zhao, who was smiling at Lu Yingxuan attracting the firepower, froze.

“That’s great!”

‘Eldest Senior Sister is so good!” “Junior Brother Han belongs to all of us.”

“As expected of Eldest Senior Sister.”

The women who were originally a little dissatisfied instantly stopped complaining.

After all, Junior Martial Brother Han only had one, but he could refine many

Compared to unrealistic fantasies, it was more practical to buy medicinal pills at a lower price.

Their Eldest Senior Sister had always kept her word and never exaggerated her words, so they had no doubts about Han Zhao’s alchemy skills.

Other than some female disciples who were old and preparing to get married, most of the female disciples were 17 or 18 years old. They had at least seven to eight years of golden period for martial arts cultivation.

If each pill was 30% cheaper, ten or a hundred pills would be a huge sum. “Leave this to me, but I still have to focus on cultivation.”

“If you want to refine pills, you can register with Senior Sister Lu first.” “I can guarantee a success rate of about 20%. I can’t guarantee anything else.” Han Zhao smiled.

Of course, he understood what Lu Yingxuan meant, but he could not let her stay out of it.

Although this was a cover, he spent a lot of time refining pills.

Ordinary low-grade alchemists had a success rate of about 30% when refining low-grade elixirs.

He said that his 20% success rate was not bad, but it was not particularly outstanding.

Of course, with his current alchemy skills, such as low-grade Military Grain

Pills, Hemostatic Pills, Blood Replenishment Pills, and Fasting Pills, his own

success rate was close to 50%. Coupled with the increase in the success rate of the Trait, his success rate in alchemy was 90%.

It should be said that refining such a medicinal pill required luck if he wanted to fail.

Not to mention a 30% discount, even if it was a 70% discount, he would still make a huge profit.

“Of course.”

“Of course, Junior Brother Han’s own cultivation is more important!”

The girls expressed their understanding.

After a while, they consciously left Lu Yingxuan’s courtyard.

After entering Lu Yingxuan’s room, Han Zhao closed the door and windows tightly. After confirming that no one was around, he told her the truth.

“What? You mean that Lang…”

Lu Yingxuan realized that her voice was too loud and quickly lowered her voice.

“That Lang Fanyun is your avatar?!”

This matter concerned whether she could successfully take revenge She really could not calm down.

“Yes.” Han Zhao waved his right hand gently, and a phantom floated out of his body.

In the next second, a burly young man in white appeared in front of Lu Yingxuan.

“It’s indeed Lang Fanyun!” Lu Yingxuan’s pupils constricted.

She felt that she had already thought highly of this junior brother, but she did not expect that she had still underestimated him..