The Mightiest Leveling System

Chapter 16 Is this a gas bomb?

Nobody knew why.

It was as if the things that happened in the Long Family yesterday had never happened, and not a single piece of news was spread out.

The only change was.

Some of the servants, who were from the Long Family’s Imperial Guards, hid when they saw Long Fei.

“Let me ask for a portion of High Rank Heal Pill.” Long Fei walked to the Long Family’s Medicinal Pills Pavilion. Jojo’s entire body was wounded, and she needed to be treated with healing pills.

When the manager saw that it was Long Fei, his expression turned cold, and then he coldly said: “No!”

Long Fei was startled, “Long Family is such a big medicine warehouse, how could there be no Heal Pill? Hurry and give me a set of Heal Pill. ”

The supervisor clenched his teeth and said: “Yong Master Long, your monthly qualification had already been cancelled by Elder Long. Forget about Heal Pill medicine, you can’t even get one tael of silver so stop making things difficult for me.”

“Long Zhanwu…”

“This old thing!”

Long Fei cursed. Seeing the steward who was slightly trembling, he flung his sleeves and walked out.

He took a few steps and then stepped back.

The steward trembled in fear and almost fell to the ground.

Long Fei asked: “What materials are needed to create the Heal Pill medicine?”

“Refining Heal Pill?”

The steward was shocked and said: “One Root of Tianlan Flower, one Seven Star Grass, one Iron Lotus …”

Long Fei wrote down the names of all the materials.

Then, he turned towards the street and gloomily said in his heart: Long Zhanwu, once I break through the War King, I will come find you. “Damn, he’s also surnamed Long, I’ll go!”

Long Fei did not dare to look for Long Zhanwu either.

He was at War King Stage, and the aura being emitted from his body was enough to crush him to the point where he couldn’t even move.

Before he broke through the War King Stage, Long Fei wasn’t willing to meet Long Zhanwu again.

“Fortunately, I trained in Alchemy Technique.” Long Fei thought.

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Walking to a shop that sold medicinal pellets, Long Fei asked: “How much is a Superior Grade Heal Pill?”

If he could buy it, it was better to buy it.

The assistant said, “One thousand three hundred taels.”

“F * ck!”

“What about robbing?” Long Fei was shocked. Each pellet was worth more than a thousand silvers, and he only had more than one thousand and two hundred silvers on him. He couldn’t even afford to buy a High Rank Heal Pill.

The shop assistant frowned and said disdainfully: “I can’t afford high-rank, but you can buy low-rank. High-rank Heal Pill are only affordable for noble children, I think you …”

“Do I look like someone who can’t afford it?” Long Fei did not wait for him to finish speaking before he slammed the one thousand silver on the table.

The assistant sneered. “You don’t have enough money.”

Long Fei stared at him and said: “Did I say I want to buy a high rank Heal Pill? I am here to buy Spirit Grass, Root of Tianlan Flower, Seven Star Grass, Iron Lotus … One thousand silver for all these Spirit Grass. ”

The shop assistant was stunned, then laughed mockingly: “The Spirit Grass you bought were all used to refine Heal Pill, you wouldn’t be thinking of refining your own pills, right?”

The moment his words left his mouth, countless people in the shop began to mock him.

Alchemy?

Not everyone could refine a pill.

If anyone could use Alchemy, then the pellets wouldn’t be so expensive.

Alchemy Masters required talent.

A fire attribute talent, control over fire. Only a martial artist with fire attribute talent would have the qualifications to become a Alchemy Master, but if they had the qualifications, they might not necessarily be able to become a Alchemy Master.

Talent was extremely important.

But money is more important.

It was because Grand Alchemy Masters required countless Spirit Grass to be piled up in one place. Who knew how much money it would cost to cultivate a Alchemy Master and how many Spirit Grass they would need to buy to be able to cultivate them?

Even the Long Family, who was one of the four pillars s, was only able to cultivate a Yellow Rank Eight-level Alchemy Man.

Becoming a Alchemy Master was simply too difficult.

Even the imperial family had to curry favor with a high-grade Alchemy master, and even the sect wanted to hire him at a high price.

“Laugh at your sister.” Long Fei unhappily scolded, “What are you blabbering about? Whatever I buy, you just need to take whatever I buy.

The assistant slightly said: “I am only reminding you, not just anyone can become a Alchemy Master.”

After he finished speaking, he did not waste any more words, and quickly brought out a large bag of Spirit Grass s, placed it on the counter and said: “Thirty portions each, and take them.”

This kind of low level Spirit Grass was very cheap.

However …

It was also because of the low level Spirit Grass that the chance of refining the pellets became even more difficult.

A good Spirit Grass could increase the success rate of medicinal pills, as well as their quality.

Long Fei picked up his Spirit Grass and left.

The assistant said in a mocking tone, “You’re welcome to come again next time.”

Long Fei turned his head to look at him, a ball of fire burning in his heart, and thought to himself: “When I come next time, I’ll definitely smash medicine in your face, f * ck you.”

On the way home, he bought a ground stall pill furnace and then hurried back to the thatched cottage.

… ….

“Young Master, what are you doing?” Jojo walked out of her room and watched Long Fei fiddle around in the courtyard.

Her face was pale, and her body was incomparably weak.

Long Fei immediately stepped forward to support her, and said: “Jojo, I want to personally refine a Heal Pill to cure the pain on your body.”

“Huh?”

Jojo was stunned.

Long Fei said: “You don’t believe me?”

Jojo immediately shook her head, laughed lightly, and said: “Jojo believes in you, Young Master you are the best, no matter what you do, you will succeed.”

“Heh heh …”

“This is my good Jojo, you just watch. I will definitely refine a Heal Pill to cure your injuries.” Long Fei smiled confidently.

“Young Master, actually, the injuries on my body are all right.” Jojo did not want Long Fei to tire herself too much, so her Alchemy was extremely taxing on her mental energy.

Moreover.

The wounds on her body … She couldn’t say it herself, but she could feel a strange power slowly healing her wounds. She couldn’t say it either.

They were locked up for half a year.

There must be a reason why she was able to live through the torture she faced every day.

However.

She didn’t know, neither did Long Fei, no one knew!

Long Fei laughed: “Wait for me to personally refine the Loving Heal Pill then.”

Jojo’s face reddened, and her imagination ran wild again.

A few minutes later.

Long Fei fiddled around and released the ‘Alchemy Technique’.

“Bam!”

The pill furnace exploded.

Long Fei’s face was completely black, just like an African.

Jojo felt her heart ache, but she still held back from laughing.

“Ding!”

“Alchemy failed, Alchemy Technique proficiency + 1”

The system sounded out.

Long Fei was dumbstruck, he turned and gave Jojo a silly smile, and said: “A mistake, a mistake, it was all a mistake.”

Regarding Alchemy, he knew nothing at all.

Long Fei muttered: “He’s really not giving me any face at all. The first time he failed, and in front of a beautiful woman, he even did it!”

When the furnace was gone, he ran into the kitchen to take down the huge iron pot and scolded, “I want to see how you will blow up the furnace.”

Jojo laughed again.

Long Fei started his Alchemy again.

“Pfft!”

This time, the furnace did not explode, but instead made a noise as it turned into a ball of stinky air. Long Fei took a deep breath, his face red, his stomach rolling, he spat out everything he ate in the morning, and continued to shout: “Jojo, hold your breath, hold your breath!”

Jojo looked at Long Fei’s funny appearance and laughed heartily.

As soon as she caught a whiff of the stench, her face immediately turned red, “Young master, this is a gas bomb, right?”