C119 Tiger King
C119 Tiger King
"Why should I believe you?"
Elder Icy Cold Thousand Legs Worm had a deep relationship with him, and his son's condition had indeed been alleviated. In the past, he couldn't even walk down the path, but now, he could run out of the cave.
How could he trust a human who fought to the death the moment they met?
Zhao Xin wasn't surprised. It would be weird if the White Feather Tiger King didn't ask.
"Do you dare to try it now?"
"How?"
"You have to use the method you used to stabilize your child's condition to help him stabilize his condition again."
Zhao Xin said as he handed the baby tiger over to the White Feather Tiger King.
The White Feather Tiger King looked at his child in surprise. He was coming back just like that?
However, Zhao Xin's words had already aroused his suspicion. This was related to the safety of his child, and he couldn't afford to be careless.
According to the previous method, the White Feather Tiger King began to try.
However, not long after it started, the White Feather Tiger King suddenly opened its eyes, and a terrifying cold light burst out from its golden pupils.
"Damn it, don't let me see him again. Otherwise, I'll definitely tear off all of his legs and cook him to eat."
Zhao Xin's words were not bad at all. Right now, he was simply unable to pour his Spiritual Energy into his child's body.
Right now, his child was like a container that had been filled with water. As long as he poured in a trace of the Spiritual Energy, his body would explode and he would die. If the effects of the Banyan Heart Root were to last for a long time, it would be the time of his son's death.
"Do you believe me now?"
Zhao Xin spread out his hands.
The White Feather Tiger King nodded and asked, "Why did you help me?"
"Because I want you to be my mount beast. As long as you sign this contract, I can save your child."
Zhao Xin threw a sheepskin scroll to White Feather Tiger King and continued, "Anyway, there are only you and your child left in the entire Ghost Prison Mountain Range. It doesn't matter where your family is."
Just as the White Feather Tiger King was about to say something after reading the scroll, Zhao Xin snatched the scroll and said.
"Don't be in a hurry to make a decision. Listen to my last condition."
The White Feather Tiger King took a deep breath and said, "Speak."
"I can also help your son find a female Little White Feathered Tiger, so that your White Winged Tiger Clan won't be exterminated."
As soon as he finished speaking, the White Feather Tiger King sucked in a breath of cold air.
This condition had hit his vitals.
Without saying another word, the White Feather Tiger King directly sent a trace of his soul force into the scroll.
The scroll gave off a faint yellow light, and a faint thread bound it to Zhao Xin's fate.
One glory, one loss, one loss, one loss.
The light dispersed, and the scroll disappeared into thin air, disappearing along with the light.
The White Feather Tiger King retracted its pressure and walked in front of Zhao Xin, then respectfully prostrated on the ground.
"Master!"
"You don't have to call me master, just call me Young Lord."
He felt unnatural when he heard others call him master.
"Alright, Young Lord. Please save my child first."
"Not yet. Although I have a way to relieve his symptoms, I am still lacking a spirit medicine."
" What spirit medicine? "
"Chinese Godly Fruit, there's a type of medicinal pill called the Soul Returning Pill. It can neutralize the medicinal effects of the Banyan Heart Root, and only then can it save the root."
When Peony heard Zhao Xin's words, she probed, "I remember that the Soul Returning Pill is a fifth grade medicinal pill. You wouldn't want to refine it yourself, would you?"
Zhao Xin nodded. "Otherwise, where can I find a fifth grade alchemist in the deep mountains and forests?"
It was a complete shock.
Peony's heart was in turmoil. How could she let him live? Not only was he powerful, but he also knew how to concoct pills!
The White Feather Tiger King was also shocked. It seemed that its master was not simple.
"I will go find that old bastard and ask for a Chinese Godly Fruit now." The White Feather Tiger King was also very angry. It actually wanted to harm his child.
There was a saying that was well said. You can touch me, but you must not touch my family!
"Even if you go now, he will not give it to you. If his plan fails, he will definitely recruit you like a new recruit. At that time, it will be impossible to guard against, and it will be even more difficult to deal with. Moreover, the Chinese Godly Fruit is not mature yet. You will not be able to obtain it even if you go and take it. "
Zhao Xin called out to the White Feather Tiger King. Indeed, there was nothing they could do if they went now. Furthermore, so many people had already gathered at the Ice Cold Lake. It was extremely dangerous for a single Demonic Beast to go there alone.
There were still nine more days before the Chinese Godly Fruit would mature.
And in the Nine Heavens, he needed to quickly improve his alchemy skills. Tier 3 alchemy skills were really not enough.
For the next five days.
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In the White Feather Tiger King cave, Zhao Xin sat cross-legged. Beside him was a pile of black waste, as well as some useless medicinal pills.
Little White Hu rolled around beside Zhao Xin. He picked up a useless pill and swallowed it with a 'kacha kacha' sound.
If an alchemist saw this scene, he would definitely beat Little White Hu and Zhao Xin to death.
This was simply a waste of heaven's gifts. There were so many high grade and fourth grade pills on the ground, but Little White Hu had wasted them all. With so many high grade and low grade fourth grade pills in the outside world, he would definitely earn a lot.
Zhao Xin closed his eyes and remained silent in his alchemy. The fresh Spirit Grass beside him was being refined continuously.
One medicinal pill after another was formed in his hands.
He didn't need those mid-grade and low-grade pills at all. What he needed was a supreme grade pill. Because a supreme grade pill had an additional effect, even a hundred high grade pills couldn't compare to a single supreme grade pill.
However, that was the case. He had exchanged for a one meter = one meter Space Ring, which was specifically used to store pills. He had already accumulated a large amount of space. Numerous supreme-grade pills were emitting a strong medicinal fragrance and faint pill dizziness.
A few figures walked into the cave entrance. They were Peony Jia Dilang and the White Feather Tiger King. Each of them had a large number of spirit herbs in their hands. They looked at Zhao Xin, who was sitting motionlessly on the ground. They shook their heads and placed the spiritual herbs aside. Then, they left the cave and went to look for the herbs.
Within five days, every single herb that was above the second grade in a radius of more than ten kilometers had been dug out by them. Not even a single root was left.
"Damn it! Which poor bastard is this?! He didn't even leave a single root behind!"
"That's right! Let me catch him! I'll let him have a taste of the consequences of doing this!"
The few of them looked at the pit in front of them. A day ago, there was still a fourth grade medicinal herb here.
They had encountered this kind of situation dozens of times along the way, and their methods were extremely cruel. They had uprooted the herb.
Peony looked at the medicinal pills on the ground and felt her heart ache. Every time Little White Hu ate one, it was as if he was drinking her blood and eating her flesh. She thought that Zhao Xin was just joking.
But he really knew how to concoct pills, and all of them were Third Grade fourth grade. There were only a few low grade medicinal pills, and the rest were all high grade or middle grade. The success rate was extremely high.
Even fifth grade Spirit Alchemists might not be able to compare.
The shock that Zhao Xin gave her was too great.
Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully refining. High-rank Tier 3 medicinal Spirit Recover Pill, Proficiency + 10.
Ding! fourth grade medicinal pill, Explosive Spirit Pill, failed! Proficiency + 10! 1.
Zhao Xin's technique became more and more adept, and the system notification kept ringing in his mind.
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio