Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 165
"Akh!"
The curly-haired man screeched high, but instantly silently saw a young man standing with a sinister face.
Zhou Fan smirked, his face so scary for the curly-haired man.
"What are you gonna do?" The curly-haired man screamed in fear, his face pias like there was no blood flowing on his face.
"Don't force me to tell you some information, I won't open my mouth!" The curly-haired man said frantically, he shook his head with his efforts.
Zhou Fan was at a loss to say, not to mention that he asked, the curly-haired man had already guessed his way of thinking.
"You're pretty smart ... So, say!" Zhou Fan who was standing before the curly-haired man kicked the man's leg a little hard.
"Sad... I won't say anything!" The curly-haired man remained in his stance, he did not even shout when his leg was kicked.
"Owh... I can't believe you're a loyal person, tell me what exactly is the purpose of the eclipse society?!" Zhou Fan jerked at the curly-haired man, but the man seemed indifferent, even looking 'dumb'.
"I won't tell you, if I say that the eclipse Society will open the altar of relics in the palace, you will definitely try to tell the Empire and will make things chaotic ... Huh, I won't tell you!" Curly-haired man turned his face like a girl who was sulking.
Zhou Fan scratched at the nape of his head that was not itchy, inwardly he flattered the 'intelligence' of the curly-haired man. "Stupid, he just said it, but he said it like that ... Ckck, you shrimp brain!!"
Zhou Fan painted a faint smile on his lips, flashed in his head an idea.
"You're really a colossus, don't you love your life?" Zhou Fan tried to pry deeper information from the 'smart' man before him.
"Who are the important people in the eclipse society?" Zhou Fan again kicked the curly-haired man's leg.
"I've told you, there's no point in you forcing me, even if you threaten my life, I won't say that the eclipse society is led by Mr. Wei, Mr. Du, as well as Great Lord Tang! Don't force me to discuss them, because it's a waste." The curly-haired man said while shaking firmly.
Hearing several names at once, Zhou Fan frowned, let alone the last name mentioned was the big name, Great Lord Tang.
Who doesn't know the Empire's prime minister, the watery-brained man with the cultivation of a five-star king fighter.
Zhou Fan's conjecture grew stronger, his true purpose more than just a throne, a relic altar, which even he himself did not know if it existed.
Zhou Fan shook his head trying to expel all the prejudices in his mind, then looked at the curly-haired man. "You are indeed a 'faithful' person, so welcome your master there!"
Crebs...
"If I may wish, I wish my opponent was like him." Zhou Fan glanced at the curly-haired man, really Zhou Fan admired the opponent like him.
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Conspiracy made by the eclipse society was not just power, Zhou Fan continued to connect the information he got, slowly the light of hope began to shine.
" ... I'd better increase my strength first," said Zhou Fan who immediately took out the materials to make a cultivation pill.
He had already checked the storage ring which was a booty item, starting from the ring of Patriarch Bai, Patriarch Yu, as well as the four members of the eclipse society.
When checking the storage rings of the four men of the eclipse society, Zhou Fan was not too surprised, in it there were only items that had become mandatory supplies of a fighter, recovery pills, gold coins as well as some weapons.
Likewise, while examining Patriarch Bai's storage ring, he did not find anything 'wah' just a little more than the total number of the four people eclipse society.
However while inspecting Patriarch Yu's storage ring, he was no longer able to say the word, truly a warehouse was running. The contents inside were even more than four times the number of the previous five people, there were even a lot of rare herbs.
Zhou Fan started to cultivate the ingredients into pills, he did slowly, he had no intention of making a sixth level cultivation pill, he intended to make a seventh level cultivation pill.
The difference in quality equivalent to five times even dozens of times that of a tier pill under him made Zhou Fan determined to make a seventh level cultivation pill.
The flames started to spread, the temperature of the surrounding air rose, even the wind blew faster around it.
Zhou Fan inserted materials one by one, he did not directly throw them away, it would fail if he did, even he could be hit by pill counterattacks that exploded due to incompatibility between materials.
Zhou Fan continued to cultivate his pill, in the darkness of the night in the middle of the forest he was accompanied by the howling of the wolf beast continued its action. Even so he occasionally let out his aura so that no beasts would interfere.
Sweat had already soaked Zhou Fan's clothes, his forehead sometimes frowning as he tried to concentrate more. He also always consumes recovery pills every few breaths, the activity of making pills is indeed very draining.
The rumbling wind murmur began to calm down, Zhou Fan started to open his eyes after hours of doing so.
Zhou Fan raised his hand to catch four white and blue red pill, all of them must have realized that the pill was a level seven pill. Because only level seven and above pills have a pattern on the surface of the pill.
Zhou Fan stared satisfied with his work, he then took out one empty pill bottle and put three cultivation pills into it, while one pill he held.
Zhou Fan was looking for a more suitable place to cultivate, if he was disturbed in the process it would be very dangerous for him.
After finding a steep valley, he decided to cultivate in it, he felt that this valley would be safe, because it was flanked by two cliffs.
"This will be a suitable place" said Zhou Fan who was standing on a large rock.
Zhou Fan sat cross-legged, he inserted the cultivation pill he had just created, then started cultivating.
Like the process of making a pill, his body was enveloped in a kind of hot aura that slowly began to feel comfortable as well as soothing.
Day after day passed, but there was no sign that if he was going to open his eyes, he seemed very eager to become stronger.
A month had passed, when the Capital was shocked by the appearance of several small groups that had above average strength, Zhou Fan still closed his eyes, a week ago he had already opened his eyes, but he again swallowed the cultivation pill for the second time.
He felt that his strength was still lacking, considering that his opponent this time was a great person with a big name, he did not want to just be a spectator, as he also had his own business with them.