The Mightest Leveling System Chapter 16

I don't know why.

It was as if what happened in the Long family yesterday had never happened. There was no news at all.

The only change was.

Some of the servants, the Long Family's forbidding army, would hide when they see Long Fei.

"I'm here to ask for a high-grade healing pill." Long Fei walked to the Long family's Medicinal Pills Pavilion. jojo's entire body was injured, and he 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, "Such a large pill warehouse like the Long Family doesn't have any healing pills, you f * cking want to get beaten up, don't you? "Hurry up and give me a set of healing pills."

The supervisor clenched his teeth and said, "Young Master Long, your monthly allowance has long been revoked by Elder Long. Not to mention healing pills, 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 a healing pill?

"Refine healing pills?"

The steward was surprised. "Sky Orchid Root, Seven Stars Gra.s.s, Iron Lotus Flower …"

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 chief, I will come find you. "d.a.m.n, he's also surnamed Long, I'll go!"

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

He was a war chief realm, 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 chief realm, Long Fei wasn't willing to meet Long Zhanwu again.

"Thank goodness I trained in Alchemy." Long Fei thought.

Walking to a shop that sold Medicinal Pills, Long Fei asked: "How much is a set of Superior Grade Healing Pills?"

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

The a.s.sistant said, "One thousand three hundred taels."

"F * ck!"

"What about robbing?" Long Fei was shocked. One set of pills was more than 1000 taels of silver, and he only had more than 1200 taels of silver on him. He couldn't even afford a high quality healing pill.

The shop a.s.sistant frowned and disdainfully said, "I can't afford high-grade pills. You can buy low-grade pills. High-grade healing pills are only affordable for n.o.ble 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 a.s.sistant sneered. "You don't have enough money."

Long Fei glared at him and said: "Do you want me to buy some High Rank Healing Pills? I'm here to buy some spiritual herbs. Sky Orchid Root, Seven Stars Gra.s.s, Iron Lotus Flower … One thousand silver for all these Spirit Gra.s.ses. "

The shop a.s.sistant was stunned for a moment before laughing mockingly, "The spiritual herbs you bought were all used to concoct healing pills. Don't tell me you want to concoct your own pills?"

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 herbs to acc.u.mulate. It was unknown how much money they spent to cultivate a Alchemy Master and how many spirit herbs they had to purchase to be able to cultivate them.

Even a clan like the Long family, which was one of the four pillars s, could only nurture a Yellow Rank Level Eight Alchemy Master.

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 cursed in annoyance, "What are you being long-winded for? Whatever I buy, you just need to take whatever I buy.

The a.s.sistant slightly said: "I am only reminding you, not just anyone can become a Alchemy Master."

After saying that, he did not waste any more words and quickly brought out a large bag of spiritual herbs. He placed it on the counter and said: "Thirty portions each, take them away."

This kind of low-grade spiritual herb was very cheap.

However …

It was also because of the low level spiritual herbs that the success rate of refining pills was much more difficult.

Good spiritual herbs could increase the success rate of medicinal pills, as well as their quality.

Long Fei picked up the spirit gra.s.s and left.

The a.s.sistant 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 his room and watched Long Fei fiddle around in the courtyard.

His face was pale, and his body was incomparably weak.

Long Fei immediately stepped forward to support her, and said: "jojo, I want to personally refine a healing pill to cure the pain on your body."

"Huh?"

jojo was stunned.

Long Fei said: "You don't believe me?"

jojo immediately shook his 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 stay here and watch. I will definitely concoct a healing pill to heal 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: "Just wait for me to personally concoct the Loving Healing Pill."

jojo's face reddened, and his imagination ran wild again.

A few minutes later.

Long Fei fiddled around randomly and released the 'Alchemy Technique'.

"Bam!"

The pill furnace exploded.

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

jojo felt his heart ache, but he 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?"