Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Go for it!
At dawn, the sun was rising.
Early in the morning, Wyatt Barnes was sitting cross-legged on the bed, continuing to practice and digest the dicinal power of the ’Black Spirit Fruit’.
He had consud the Black Spirit Fruit two days ago, but until now, Wyatt had only digested about 20% of its dicinal power.
Even so, Wyatt could clearly feel a trendous transformation in his blood energy and body...
The feeling was very clear.
"I hope to successfully breakthrough to the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm before the family martial arts competition begins."
With this thought in mind, Wyatt walked out of his room.
"Wyatt, I heard that the family martial arts tournant is starting its registration today. It goes on for three days. After eating, please take Keer and register yourselves first."
Christina Lee said to Wyatt at breakfast.
"Okay."
After breakfast, Wyatt took the young girl and left the house.
"Young Master, Sister Maya told
that the people ranking at the top in the annual family martial arts eting receive quite a lot of rewards."
The young girl blinked her eyes and spoke slowly.
"Oh? Did she ntion what the rewards are?"
Wyatt was sowhat curious.
"Sister Maya said that the one who ranked first last year was an Inner Courtyard disciple who won a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi. Young Master, a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi must be far more valuable than a 50-year-old one, right?"
The young girl asked as she finished speaking.
A 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi?
Wyatt’s pupils contracted.
"Keer, let
tell you... a 50-year-old Blood Lingzhi is worth a thousand USD per ounce; whereas a 300-year-old one is worth at least a hundred thousand USD per ounce and there’s practically none for sale."
Through his previous lifeti’s mories as a Martial Emperor, Wyatt had learned the value of the 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
Generally, the Blood Lingzhi being sold in pharmacies are of the 50-year breed, with the 100-year-old ones being quite rare.
A 300-years-old Blood Lingzhi.
Even one ounce is worth a hundred thousand USD.
Its value is equivalent to that of 10 pounds of 50-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
One whole 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi weighs at least two ounces, and is worth more than 200,000 USD.
If a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi, is ground up and used directly, the dicinal effect of one ounce, would be equivalent to that of five pounds of a 50-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
However.
An ordinary person would need a whole year to completely digest the dicinal effects of five pounds of 50-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
This is not the case with the 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
All its dical effects can be completely digested in, at most, one month.
If the forr is compared to a tractor, then the latter would be a rocket!
"That expensive?"
The young girl’s cherry mouth gaped a little, obviously shocked.
"If this ti’s prize also includes a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi..."
Wyatt felt a sudden stirring in his heart, his eyes filled with fervor.
If indeed so.
He must win it at all costs!
With a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi, he could concoct a better dicinal liquid to swiftly improve the level of his defensive martial arts technique.
Soon, Wyatt and Keer arrived at the registration point.
There was a constant flow of people.
After waiting in line for a while, Wyatt began to hear so ’inside information’.
"Let
tell you, this ti at the family martial arts tournant, the top ten people, in addition to being allowed to enter the third floor of the Ancient Weapon Pavilion and select a high-level Profound Level martial arts technique, will also receive three 100-year-old Blood Lingzhi and ten thousand USD."
A disciple from the outer courtyard mysteriously divulged.
"No news about this seems to have been announced yet, how would you know?"
Imdiately, many people questioned his words.
"Heh, that’s what you don’t know. My cousin’s next-door neighbor’s son’s wife’s nephew is an Inner Courtyard disciple. He inadvertently overheard so elders discussing it."
The forr replied, a smug smile on his face.
"What rewards do the top three receive?"
Soone asked again.
"The top three are almost the sa as last year, apart from being allowed to enter the third floor of the Ancient Weapon Pavilion and select two high-level Profound Level martial arts techniques, they will also receive a 200-year-old Blood Lingzhi as well as 30,000 USD."
"What about the first one?"
"The first one, in addition to being able to select three high-level Profound Level martial arts techniques, will also receive a 350-year-old Blood Lingzhi and a hundred thousand USD."
"Heavens, a 350-year-old Blood Lingzhi?"
"The first place prize last year, a 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi, was already shocking enough. I didn’t expect this year’s first prize to be even better."
"I heard that Jaziel Lee, who ranked first in last year’s family martial arts tournant, used the 300-year-old Blood Lingzhi to significantly improve his high-level Profound Level defensive martial arts technique to the realm of perfection. Now, no one below 20 years of age in our family can break his defense without using a weapon!"
"Yeah, Jaziel Lee is our Lee Family’s once-in-a-century genius, and he’s only nineteen this year."
...
Listening to the conversation around him, Wyatt lightly squinted his eyes.
A 350-year-old Blood Lingzhi?
If he can get it.
He can use it to concoct dicine, helping him, Keer and his mother to improve their defensive martial arts technique to the realm of completion all at once!
"If I manage to break through to the ninth level of Body Tempering Realm before the family martial arts competition and secure the first prize, it’s not entirely impossible!"
Taking a deep breath, Wyatt made up his mind.
Go for it!
Do your best to break through!
The family martial arts tournant is only open to the Lee family’s mbers from 16 to 18 years old.
Once they reach the age of 19, they are considered to have transitioned from ’youth’ to ’adult’ and are no longer eligible to participate in the family martial arts tournant.
According to Wyatt’s knowledge.
Most of the 18-year-olds in the Inner Courtyard are at the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm, with a few having stepped into the Condensed Pill Realm.
Unless he breaks through to the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm, it would be quite challenging for him to compete with these people.
Finally, it was Wyatt Barnes and Keer’s turn.
At the registration desk, they both signed up and picked up a number plate.
Wyatt Barnes was number 77.
Keer was 78.
The Lee Family, the dominant clan in Aurora City, had nearly 10,000 mbers. Among the clan mbers between sixteen and eighteen years old, there were roughly three hundred.
Excluding a portion of the ones part of the Inner Courtyard.
There were still over two hundred eligible for registration from the Outer Courtyard.
In the first round of the Family Martial Arts Assembly, the Inner Courtyard mbers had a bye, and the competition was among the Outer Courtyard ones. The top thirty contestants would beco Inner Courtyard mbers directly.
The second round was when the real fight between dragons and tigers started.
The eventual top ten, top three, and even the first place would be decided!
Earning unparalleled glory and heavy rewards.
The competition of the first round in the Family Martial Arts Assembly was in ten days.
In the upcoming ten days.
Wyatt Barnes spent almost all his ti devoted to training the Nine Dragons War Sovereign, barring ti for als and rest.
He forcibly absorbed the Body Tempering Liquid of Seven Treasures and strived to assimilate the dicinal power of the Black Spirit Fruits...
For the 350-year-old Blood Lingzhi.
Wyatt Barnes was truly dedicated this ti!
"The Family Martial Arts Assembly is tomorrow, but I haven’t made a breakthrough yet... Luckily, there will be a three-day break after the first round of the Family Martial Arts Assembly, before starting the second round. For the first round, getting into the top thirty of the Outer Courtyard with my current level isn’t that difficult."
Thinking about it, Wyatt Barnes let out a sigh of relief.
Durging these ten days, besides his own training, Wyatt Barnes also heard a few rumors from Keer.
The Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures had completely made its na known!
It had stirred up a craze in Aurora City...
Now, the topic most discussed among the outer district mbers of the Lee Family was the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures.
If anyone’s parents managed to purchase the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures for them, it would inevitably stir up envy and jealousy among the outer district mbers.
With the fast-approaching Family Martial Arts Assembly of the three major families in Aurora City.
The Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures was in such high demand that the supply couldn’t keep up...
For families without savings, even going into debt to buy the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures for their kids was deed necessary.
The Family Martial Arts Assembly had a profound impact on many people’s lives.
If one could not beco a mber of the Inner Courtyard before the age of nineteen, they were destined to live an ordinary life for a lifeti.
Nobody as a parent would want their children to follow such a path.
Indeed, the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures helped many eighteen-year-old Outer Courtyard mbers to make further progress right before the Family Martial Arts Assembly, increasing their chances of being promoted to Inner Courtyard mbers.
These conspicuous examples made the price of the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures shoot up to 3000 USD per portion in the black market.
"All a bunch of lunatics."
Getting to know all this, Wyatt Barnes also couldn’t help but be shocked.
Luckily, he had asked the pharmacy manager to keep it a secret earlier.
If people discovered that he was the one who concocted the Body Tempering Liquid of Six Treasures, he would undoubtedly have no peace.
In a spacious courtyard of the Lee Family.
Whoosh!
An incredibly swift figure, stepping on peculiar footwork, swept past like a gust of wind.
The figure stopped and revealed its form.
It was a youth of about seventeen years old.
It was none other than ’Azael Lee’.
"Haha...Well, Azael, your ’Leisurely Move’ finally reached the realm of mastery. In this way, among the mbers of the Outer Court, except for Kamden Lee, no one can compare to you. Even making it to the top ten of the Family Martial Arts Assembly isn’t unlikely."
The middle-aged man standing by laughed.
"I will definitely make it to the top ten of the Family Martial Arts Assembly! If I can get three hundred-year-old Blood Lingzhi, my ’Golden Bell Shield’ could also step into the realm of mastery soon."
Azael Lee’s eyes flickered with unyielding confidence!
Soon, an image of an upright youth appeared in his mind.
Wyatt Barnes!
Last ti, my martial skills were inferior to yours, so you had the upper hand.
This ti, my ’Leisurely Move’ has reached the realm of mastery. I have to defeat you and humiliate you severely!
’Leisurely Move’, a profound-level mid-ranking martial technique, when trained to the realm of mastery, its speed is not inferior to Wyatt Barnes’ ’Spiritual Snake Body thod’ that was at the initial stage of mastery.
In a slightly narrow courtyard.
Shoo!
A cold sword light accompanied by more than ten shadowy figures swept out, as if condensing a sword net in the void that was impregnable, extrely sharp.
Clang!
The three-foot-long sword was sheathed.
"Finally, I stepped into the initial mastery before the Family Martial Arts Assembly."
The green-dressed young girl stood still, a faint smile appearing on her fair face.
"Maya, you must properly thank the person who taught you this sword technique."
A pale-faced woman standing at the door coughed a few tis and slowly said.
"Mother, why did you co out? Your health isn’t very good, so stay in the room and don’t co out often."
A look of reproach appeared on Maya Lee’s face as she helped her mother into the house.
In another courtyard.
"You are truly a waste, I taught you the ’Tiger Roaring Fist’ for so long, but you still have not broken through to the mastery stage!"
Sevyn Lee looked at Ayan Lee with a gloomy face.
"Bro, I’m sorry."
Ayan Lee lowered his head, not daring to fight back.
"Sevyn, please don’t criticize your brother any more. He has already worked very hard. It’s just that his talent is limited and far inferior to yours."
The middle-aged man standing by couldn’t bear it any longer and stepped in.
"Father, he’s spoiled by your pampering."
Sevyn Lee frowned, left Ayan Lee, and angrily went back to his room.
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