Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 30: Plead!
"You-" The face of the leader of the Terjal Hill Bandits is a little ugly.
"How can you?!" The old man could not believe it turned out that the attack was just a diversion. His real intent was to snatch his bracelet.
"Without this bracelet you're nothing." Zhou Fan darted while slashing the night blood sword.
Not yet evasive, the attack has been targeted towards him. The leader of Bandit Bukit Terjal sat down with a deep incision wound in the abdomen.
Blood poured out, slowly but surely the old man lost consciousness. But before there was no warning for Zhou Fan in particular.
Zhou Fan did not think too much about it, he looked at the bracelet on his left hand.
Just as he opened his fist, the bracelet shattered into dust. This made Zhou Fan frown.
"It looks like this bracelet is connected to its owner." After saying, Zhou Fan took out all the items he could utilize.
"Master thank you." Zhou Fan who was busy looking for precious treasures had to turn around when the dozens of women he saved approached.
Not getting there, even they kowtowed under Zhou Fan's feet.
"What are you doing, stand up. A woman must keep her pride." Zhou Fan's words made the faces of dozens of women sparkle, indirectly they would soon be free.
After draining all the contents of the Terjal Hill Bandit headquarters, Zhou Fan for a moment looked at the chaos surrounding it.
The basement has been destroyed, torn apart. Besides, corpses were scattered. The unpleasant smell began to spread, making the nose feel uncomfortable.
Hem...
Zhou Fan did not want these corpses to bring any harm to the village, he gathered them together, and set them all on fire.
"Let's get out." Zhou Fan took the women out.
After arriving outside, Zhou Fan left behind the dozens of women he had saved. But before that he left some paper money that was captured from the headquarters.
It was up to them to split the banknotes, which Zhou Fan had clearly given some message to use the banknotes wisely.
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"You're back?"
Zhou Fan stared intently at Shao Mingrui. What was the meaning of his words, it sounded like not expecting him to return safely.
"It's not like that, I mean ... How can it be so fast, you don't even have half a day to finish them." Shao Mingrui grabbed a glass from a nearby table, saying he sipped some still hot tea.
Huhhhhh...
Zhou Fan snorted and not trying to understand Shao Mingrui, the young man grabbed a glass nearby.
"You've handled the other group?" zhou Fan asked as he glanced at Shao Mingrui.
Shao Mingrui shook his head, he then said. "Some have already been overcome, the Ci Clan as well as the Xiu Clan still can't."
Zhou Fan kept the glass away from his mouth, so he did not pour tea into his mouth.
"Xiu Clan?" Zhou Fan had heard that the Ci Clan was a difficult Clan to deal with, but the young Xiu Clan did not understand at all.
"This Xiu Clan is engaged in the field of pill, if we have an alchemist of at least level four alone it might be able to overcome the Xiu Clan." Shao Mingrui let out a low sigh, he had been looking for an alchemist, but searching for an alchemist was not as easy as finding a beggar.
A tier four alchemist?
The smile on his face, he was a tier five alchemist, why look if there was someone more perfect.
Zhou Fan drank the tea with a relaxed face, after he finished putting it back on the table.
"Brother, you don't have to search anymore. Leave all that to me." Zhou Fan stood up with his chest slightly puffed up.
Shao Mingrui for a moment just kept silent, slowly he blinked his eyes. "You have an acquaintance of a fourth-level alchemist? Why didn't you say it early."
Zhou Fan's forehead twitched, was Shao Mingrui not trusting him so much. It does not address anyone else, but rather he himself.
"Hey tell me who that person is, I'll quickly contact him. If I can't, I'll beg him." Shao Mingrui was so enthusiastic, he even subconsciously stood up from his seat.
Zhou Fan's jaw hardened, but when he heard that Shao Mingrui was about to plead, a wide smile accompanied his expression.
"You can beg now." Zhou Fan opened both hands wide, making Shao Mingrui frown.
"I'm not begging you, I'm going to beg the alchemist." Shao Mingrui turned her face away and sat back in place.
"I am that alchemist, you can beg now." Zhou Fan was still smiling, and that smile looked extremely irritating in Shao Mingrui's eyes.
The third prince was a little unsure. Would what Zhou Fan said be true, if there was someone so perfect, that he could become a fourth tier alchemist at such a young age. In addition, if you pay attention to strength, it looks more unreasonable.
Zhou Fan's strength was at least not weaker compared to him who was a five-star emperor realm fighter. To reach this level is not obtained without effort, it takes a short time, whether there is still time to deepen the alchemist, is impossible.
"Can't believe? I'll make you see what perfection is." Zhou Fan unceremoniously took out a few herbs, along with it a fire enveloped his body.
Shao Mingrui's face looked incredulous, he even thought this was not real. But several times he closed his eyes, what he saw did not go away.
Zhou Fan processed the pill so beautifully, even as a prince he had only first seen the extremely riveting technique of pill making.
"Shut your mouth, or I dip this fire in it." Zhou Fan chuckled as he moved his hand controlling the fire rotation around him.
Slowly but surely the herbal plant that was removed turned into a slightly viscous liquid extract.
Seeing the moving liquid hovering in the air made Shao Mingrui once again open his eyes wide. He never even turned his face and looked at Zhou Fan with an adoring look.
"This is the point." Zhou Fan said as he exerted a deep energy on both of his palms.
The young man scooped up the somewhat viscous liquid and tried to mold it into a pill grain. Not just one but three pill items at once.
When Zhou Fan ended the pill-making period, a wisp of energy was flung out from his palm. Along with that, the fragrant aroma of herbs typical of plants unfolds in the room.
Shao Mingrui grabbed the pill in Zhou Fan's hands, the silver-colored pill with a tinge of gold lines was a cultivation pill.
"The herbs I obtained from the Bukit Terjal Bandit headquarters are not very good, it can only make eighth level pills." Zhou Fan said so casually, as if it was something ordinary.
"You said it like that made me hurt. Although this was a low quality pill, it was still a valuable one."
Shao Mingrui really did not understand, what made Zhou Fan's head, until he could become a fourth level alchemist with his young age.
Zhou Fan paid no heed to Shao Mingrui's words, he grabbed back the cultivation pill.
"I thought, someone has to beg me..."