
After parting ways with uncle Xi, Wu Yi Feng rushed to explore the small town. He stopped by some shops lined up along the streets and bought some clothes. In addition to the five pieces of gold given by Uncle Xi, Wu Yi Feng also brought some pieces of silver coins of his.
The little boy's footsteps suddenly stopped when he saw a signboard of a shop,
"SERUM AND DRUG STORES - MAGICAL REMEDIES"
Wu Yi Feng walked over to the store that looked very crowded, but when he was about to enter, there was a hint of doubt in him.
"Good afternoon young master, is there anything we can help you with?" Sapa a girl who seems to be a waiter at the store.
"That, uhh.. Is there a magic cure to produce an inner circle of energy??" Wu Yi Feng replied nervously.
"Please young master enter first, we have a healer who may be able to answer the young master's question inside."
"All right.." Wu Yi Feng immediately entered the room, where there were already many visitors who were also looking - look at various kinds of serums, drugs and also various heirlooms neatly arranged in the display case.
"Let the young master come with me.."
"Hmmm.."
The female servant took Wu Yi Feng to the third floor, where there was not a single storefront displaying serum, medicine and heirlooms. On the third floor there was only a large room.
The serum store itself consists of three floors, where the first floor is a place of serum, drugs and also heirlooms of ordinary or standard quality, while on the second floor there are various serums, including, drugs and heirlooms with superior quality and rare, which of course the price is also very expensive.
This shop itself is managed directly by the Elves, because it was after the great war happened, the Elves chose to open themselves to the human race and began to blend in and open shops in cities that many merchants and warriors traversed, such as in this city for example.
"Please come in, there's already someone who will help you with your problems.." Said the maid.
Wu Yi Feng knocked on the door first, and after a reply from within, he entered.
In the room he saw a dwarf figure, with greenish skin, long ears and wearing glasses.
"Ahh introduce my name Prof. Sprouts..."
"I am Wu Yi Feng..."
"Sit down.. Sit down, let me check on you.."
Wu Yi Feng took a seat on the wooden chair that was there, he stuck out his hand and curled his clothes up to the arm so that Prof. Sprout can check himself.
"Hm.. It's weird, it's weird.. How's it possible??" Prof. Sprout after an interval of some time checked Wu Yi Feng's condition.
"What's so strange, sir??" Wu Yi Feng asked.
"Where is it possible that such a small child already has spirit roots?? Even your spirit root has spread through all the veins in your body.."
"What is spirit root?? Is dangerous? What about my dantian? Is it possible for me to create an inner circle of energy??" cerocos Wu Yi Feng's.
"Who needs an inner circle of energy if his body already has a boy's spirit root??" Answer Prof. Sprout calmly and highlight sharp eyes.
"You just need the right breathing technique, young man.." Prof continues. Sprout while continuing to look at Wu Yi Feng.
"In your body there is already a container, you just need to fill it with natural energy.."
"It is natural that if you do not understand, the roots of the spirit are indeed complicated to explain and understand.. May you have a teacher who can guide you.." Close Prof. Sprouts.
Words from prof. Sprout was ringing in Wu Yi Feng's head, the boy had not been able to understand the meaning of the words, even after he left the shop.
"Feng.. Feng'er are you okay - what??" Uncle Xi shook - shake Wu Yi Feng's body.
"Ehh.. Uncle.. What's up??" Wu Yi Feng regained his senses from his daydream.
"Have you been around?? Have you bought all your needs??" Ask uncle Xi.
"O uncle.." Wu Yi Feng showed a few bundles containing the clothes he bought.
"Take it, it's a space ring that suits you.." Uncle Xi gave Wu Yi Feng a space ring suitable for someone who did not have an inner power circle, the ring was similar to his, only the storage space was narrower.
"Drop your blood on the ring and try to keep something.."
Wu Yi Feng injured his finger and dripped his blood, after which he tried to remove the bundle of clothes he had just bought.
The bundle disappeared instantly, Wu Yi Feng smiled happily, he immediately removed all of his bundles and boarded Uncle Xi's carriage.
"Thank you uncle Xi.. Hehe.."
"Are you happy??"
"Very.." Wu Yi Feng looked back at Uncle Xi's ring all the way to the house.
At dinner, Wu Yi Feng looked uninspired, the boy was just playing chopsticks and seemed to be daydreaming.
"Feng'er what's wrong with you? You've been staring a lot since noon.."
"Eh nothingwhat uncle.." Wu Yi Feng immediately picked up the food then finished it quickly.
"Uncle, I went into the room first.."
"Feng.. I don't know what happened today, but one you should know.. Not being a warrior does not mean your life is over.. There's still so much you can do in this world, with the intelligence you have, I'm sure you'll be a useful human being for others later..." Uncle Xin said.
"Hm.. Thank you uncle for his advice..." Wu Yi Feng entered his room then wiped the tears that slowly fell down his cheeks.
If only his parents had not died as horribly as that, maybe he would not care even though he could not be a swordsman. The boy sat down while bending his legs and buried his head there.
A faint sobbing sound began to fill the room, at this time his mind was completely split, whether to still force himself to practice and recklessly avenge his two parents, he said, or make peace with the situation and start a new life as a cook.
Wu Yi Feng fell asleep on the floor tired of crying, before uncle Xi finally walked into his room and lifted him up to the bed.
The next morning Wu Yi Feng woke up late, uncle Xi deliberately did not wake him up because he wanted to give Wu Yi Feng a chance to determine his attitude.