Asura Martial System

The last few herbs beside Zhao Xin were all used up.    

Ding! Congratulations to host for leveling up alchemy. Current level: fourth grade Spirit Alchemist.    

"Finally fourth grade."    

Standing up from the ground, he looked at the medicinal pills everywhere.    

After six days and nights of practicing alchemy, he finally managed to gather the Proficiency.    

Zhao Xin looked at the Peony and White Feather Tiger King sleeping beside him. The Spiritual Sense released a sense that Jia Dilang was at the entrance of the cave.    

The Bumblebee from the last battle was completely destroyed. It would be strange if a fourth grade puppet could withstand a single strike from an eighth grade Demonic Beast.    

However, he had an even bolder idea in his mind. Cybertron? Thinking of this, Zhao Xin smiled evilly.    

He sat down cross-legged once again.    

With a wave of his hand, a clay jar and a Demon Core appeared in front of him.    

Inside the earthen jar were the blood essence and Demon Core of a peak eighth grade Demonic Beast. With a thought, a dozen herbs were neatly placed in front of him.    

"High-grade fourth grade ___, Blood Tiger Pill. All these days of hard work was for you."    

Zhao Xin murmured. The recipe of the Blood Tiger Pill had cost him three million gold coins and an A-grade life gem. It had hurt him for a long time.    

But it was also worth it. Once the Blood Tiger Pill was successfully refined, not only him, Peony, White Feather Tiger King and Jia Dilang's strength would also increase greatly.    

After consuming this pill, one would enter a berserk state, and their strength would double. The most important thing was that the side effects were very little, almost the same as not having any.    

The palm of his left hand faced the sky, and a pill flame ignited in his palm.    

His right hand formed a seal, and one medicinal herb after another was thrown into the Pill Fire to refine.    

Every time he refined a medicinal herb, he would take out a bowl to catch the refined liquefied essence. This liquefied essence was the most important part of a medicinal herb.    

The last medicinal plant was also refined.    

With a thought, the earthen jar trembled. The lid was lifted, and a small drop of blood essence flew into the Pill Fire.    

When the blood essence flew into the Pill Fire, Zhao Xin's expression changed dramatically. An extremely violent aura followed the Pill Fire and entered his mind, disturbing his mind.    

He forcefully gritted his teeth and controlled the medicinal herb essence to fuse into the Pill Fire.    

The Spiritual Energy in his body was constantly being consumed, and his hands were controlling the temperature and situation of the Pill Fire.    

A violent power was wreaking havoc within his body.    

An hour later.    

Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully refining a low-grade fourth grade medicinal pill, Blood Tiger Pill, Proficiency + 10    

Hearing this sound, Zhao Xin wiped away the large amount of cold sweat on his forehead. This should be considered a success. Although it was only a Low-grade Pill, being able to succeed on the first try was already beyond his imagination.    

"Continue!"    

After saying that, Zhao Xin began his masochistic mode again.    

Every time he refined, he would enjoy the torment of the violent aura of the Earth Pangolin when it was alive.    

In the end, he was almost numb to it.    

The horizon gradually revealed a touch of fish belly white, and the sun rose.    

Peony opened her eyes sleepily and found that she was wearing a set of clothes. She subconsciously looked at Zhao Xin.    

Looking at Zhao Xin's sleeping face, the corners of its mouth moved from time to time. It was like a sleeping child that made people cute.    

Driven by curiosity, it actually moved close to Zhao Xin's face and felt his gentle breathing.    

Rumble, rumble -    

Suddenly, a loud sound came from the entrance of the cave.    

Jia Dilang ran into the cave with big steps.    

"Young Lord! Young Lord!"    

His voice shook the sky, and the whole cave was filled with an ear-piercing echo.    

The White Feather Tiger King and the little tiger were both startled awake.    

When Zhao Xin heard this sound, he suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.    

But when he raised his head, he saw a pair of bright eyes. His lips seemed to respond to something, and they were moist.    

His pupils moved slightly and he looked down. He found that he had actually kissed the Peony's lips. Although there was a veil between them, he still felt the sweet taste.    

Jia Dilang, who had rushed in, and the father and son who had been woken up, looked at the two of them in shock with their eyes wide open.    

The White Feather Tiger King silently extended its claws to cover the little tiger's eyes. It said in a low voice, "Son, you are not suitable to watch such a scene right now."    

The Peony's pupils shrank and it left Zhao Xin's lips in panic. Like a frightened kitten, it took a few steps back and lowered its head in panic.    

Zhao Xin looked at the peony in surprise and rolled his eyes at Jia Dilang, the bad guy.    

"Jia Dilang, what is it? Why are you shouting so early in the morning?"    

"Please forgive us, Young Lord. A group of people came from outside and asked us to hand over the treasures on us. Otherwise, they will kill us."    

"Oh? Robbery? How many people are there? "    

"Thirteen, five Feathering, the rest are Golden Core and Core Formation." Jia Dilang quickly answered.    

"The White Feather Tiger King will stay in the cave to take care of the little tiger. Peony and Jia Dilang, let's go out and see who they are. How dare they rob their ancestors?"    

As expected, when they walked out of the cave, they saw thirteen people with killing intent and overflowing blood intent. All of them had fierce faces and exposed their breasts, revealing their tattoos. They were holding all kinds of weapons.    

Only five Feathering warriors were holding the lowest grade Yellow Grade Spirit Artifact.    

They looked like a bunch of hooligans from his previous life.    

"Kid, I advise you to hand over the treasures. We only want money, not our lives."    

A short man holding a brick in his hand stepped forward and weighed Zhao Xin before shouting.    

"Boss, look. The girl behind that kid has a good figure. Do you want it?" A man with a knife scar on his face with a sharp beak and a cat face said in a low voice.    

The scar-faced man also noticed the Peony behind Zhao Xin. With a lewd smile, he said in a low voice, "Later, the man will hand over the heavenly treasures and kill him. I haven't had any meat in a long time."    

"But where is Liu Mang?" The sharp-mouthed cat pointed at the man holding the brick in front of him and said.    

He seemed to be very cautious.    

"Isn't that kid just relying on a mysterious brick? What's the big deal if he doesn't have a brick? I'll secretly make a move later." As he spoke, the big guy made a neck wiping motion.    

"Haha, boss, brilliant!"    

Zhao Xin looked at the small man holding the brick in his hand and said, "You are their boss?"    

"Of course. Hand over all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures as soon as possible to avoid physical pain."    

"What if I don't hand it over?" Zhao Xin said with a playful smile.    

Liu Mang looked at Zhao Xin and sneered. He waved his hand and shouted, "If you refuse a toast, you will have to drink a forfeit. Brothers, kill him and search him."    

"Yes, boss."    

The twelve men behind him clamored and rushed towards Zhao Xin with weapons in their hands.    

Zhao Xin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile. With a wave of his hand, his figure moved violently, and a cold light flashed across the air.    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.    

A slight air explosion sounded out in the air. The twelve people who rushed over immediately stopped in their tracks. Their eyes widened, and they looked at Zhao Xin, who seemed to have not moved at all, and fell down unwillingly.    

Blood flowed all over the ground.    

The little guy who was holding the brick was abnormally not afraid. Instead, he threw the brick at Zhao Xin.    

"A brick? Interesting."    

Zhao Xin teased. With a wave of his hand, a Wind Blade shot out.    

But what happened next shocked him. The brick actually passed through the Wind Blade and directly smashed into his head.    

It didn't hurt!    

But he fainted.    

Peony saw this and quickly supported Zhao Xin. "Senior Brother Long, Senior Brother Long, what happened to you? Wake up."    

Zhao Xin's final consciousness heard the Peony's shout. He thought to himself that he had lost a lot of face. He had actually been knocked over by a brick.    

Could it be that he really agreed with the words from his previous life? No matter how high his martial arts were, he was afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how good his martial arts were, a brick would hit him!    

[Zhengwen]