Chapter 1457

"Don't be afraid, your big sister is here. I won't let anyone bully you. Here, take this healing pill."

Saying this, Tuoba Rou took out a yellow-brown pill and fed it into Tuoba Yang's mouth, then closed her eyes tightly and circulated her energy to refine it.

"Hoo~~"

After a while, Tuoba Yang let out a long breath of relief. Opening his eyes and seeing Tuoba Rou before him, he immediately burst into loud wailing, pouring out all the grievances buried in his heart in one go.

Tuoba Rou held her younger brother, gently stroking his head, and comforted him: "It's alright, everything's over now. Be good~~"

The two embraced each other. Xia Yu did not continue to disturb them and directly left the Tuoba clan's stationed camp.

As for the Tuoba clan, so what if they survived? Xia Yu did not know the Tuoba clan, so naturally there was no need to offer them aid.

When he returned to the inn, Xia Yu discovered that his points had become 50,000. He did not linger and went straight back to his room—he still needed to exchange for some pills to heal his own wounds!

On this trip to the Northern Frontier, what he had depleted was not only his physical body and inner force; his spiritual power had likewise been greatly consumed. Although he possessed medical skills that surpassed this world's scientific level, after all he was only an ordinary person.

"System, I want to buy Wound-Healing Pills and Wound Powder."

Xia Yu spoke directly into his mind.

"Ding~~ Wound-Healing Pills are sold out, currently upgrading. The upgrade requires 100 points. Host, please check and receive."

"What!"

Hearing the system's notification, Xia Yu was dumbfounded.

"Such a small thing as Wound-Healing Pills actually sold out too? I don't believe it—give me 1,000 bottles."

He simply refused to believe it. The function of Wound-Healing Pills was nothing more than reducing inflammation and relieving pain—how could such a thing possibly sell out!

"Ding~~ System notification: the host's points are insufficient. Wound-Healing Pills cannot be exchanged."

"Damn, then what do I do?"

Xia Yu felt his lungs were about to explode with anger—he had been counting on it to heal the wounds on his body!

"Ding~~ The host's points are already below 200."

"Huh? Not enough!"

Xia Yu was instantly dumbfounded.

"Ding~~ Points are already below 500. The system automatically determines an advance of 5,000 points. Host, please return them within 10 days."

After hearing the system's explanation, Xia Yu wished he could slap himself a few times. If only he had known earlier, he would have just gone and robbed someone. But then again, he was a man who kept his word.

He checked the system backpack—now there were only a little over 300 points left.

"Then how do I obtain points?"

Xia Yu pondered.

"Ding~~ System notification: the host's points have reached the standard for using the 'Sunflower Manual.' Will you cultivate it?"

"Cultivate it!"

"Shwa~~"

The familiar wave of dizziness swept over him, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

"Ding~~ Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 'Sunflower Manual'!"

Listening to the system's notification, Xia Yu finally opened his eyes. He felt as if his body had become much lighter, and his whole being was brimming with power.

"Haha, I've finally mastered the 'Sunflower Manual'! Today I'm going to make every man in this world bow down beneath my crotch!"

Xia Yu clenched both fists tightly, a ferocious smile surfacing on his face.

………………

After one night passed, Xia Yu stood in the courtyard wearing brand-new clothes. A night of cultivation had brought a qualitative breakthrough to his physical condition—his previously frail body was now brimming with vitality.

"Crack~~"

"Smack~~"

"Thud~~"

Xia Yu slightly bent his legs, spread his arms in a surrendering posture, and with a forceful thrust from his waist, his whole body leapt into the air, delivering a whip kick.

"Bang~~"

"Crash~~"

The wooden rack beside him holding washing implements was instantly kicked apart.

"Hoo~~"

After landing, Xia Yu let out a long breath, feeling inexhaustible strength throughout his entire body.

"Ding~~ Congratulations to the host for triggering a hidden quest: Recapture the Tuoba Tribe. Reward: 2,000 points, 2,000 exchange points."

Sure enough, he still had to grind for points. If he really recaptured the Tuoba Tribe, then these two thousand points would certainly let him exchange for quite a few good things.

Xia Yu walked toward the door, preparing to go out for a stroll. No matter what, he had to buy some daily necessities. But the moment he stepped out of his room, he froze in place.

Because right outside the door stood three women of varying ages, each breathtakingly beautiful—and among them was one woman Xia Yu actually knew.

"Miss Gongye."

Looking at the three people before him, Xia Yu spoke up. He remembered having seen Gongye Ling'er before at Tuoba Yang's birthday banquet. He hadn't expected her to actually be Tuoba Yang's sister—this was troublesome.

"You... you are Xia Yu, aren't you!"

Gongye Ling'er looked at Xia Yu, who was half a head taller than her, and spoke haltingly. She had heard Tuoba Yang talk about the formidable strength Xia Yu had displayed on the battlefield, so naturally she felt some fear upon meeting him in person.

"Yes, it is I."

Since the other party was Tuoba Yang's sister, he still had to look after her a bit.

"Then why did you come looking for my brother?"

Tuoba Xue'er asked.

"I......"

Xia Yu was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Brother Xia, if you have something to say, just say it. Although our Tuoba tribe has fallen on hard times, we still have backbone."

Seeing Xia Yu's hesitant manner, Tuoba Yang patted his chest and said that he was not so afraid of Xia Yu, especially since he had also witnessed Xia Yu's formidable strength firsthand.

"Fine, I'll get straight to the point then."

Taking a deep breath, Xia Yu said directly.

"I need some wound-healing medicine, or rather, healing-type weapons and gear. The price is negotiable."

Hearing this, Tuoba Yang frowned. "Such serious injuries, and you can't even scrape together enough medicinal ingredients?"

"Exactly, so I was hoping you could lend me some money."

"Where would I get money?"

Tuoba Yang shook his head—he really had no money.

"If you have no money, what do you eat, what do you drink?"

Miss Gongye Ling cut in sharply. In her view, this Xia Yu was simply making an outrageous demand.

"Uh! This... I really am broke. I came to the Northern Frontier this time specifically for training. Besides this, is there anything else you need?"

Tuoba Yang asked. This Xia Yu shouldn't be trying to trick him, because doing so would be courting death.

"I also need a few sets of armor, and weapons like sabers, spears, swords, and halberds—preferably ones with exceptional sharpness. At the very least, they should be on par with this sword of mine."

Saying so, Xia Yu took the sword at his waist and handed it to Tuoba Yang.

"This sword is called Qingming. It can slice through iron like mud. If you have any suitable materials, just let me know."

Xia Yu took back his sword and examined it carefully. This sword had come from the system, so its attributes were certainly not poor—he just didn't know whether it could be forged into a modern-style weapon.

"This sword is not bad. We do have a batch of good steel on hand, but the quantity is too large—I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it all away."

Tuoba Yang took the sword, observed it for a while, then said. Xia Yu's sword was not flashy in design—in fact, it looked quite plain and unadorned—but Tuoba Yang knew that this sword was absolutely unmatched in sharpness.

"Heh, it doesn't matter if I can't carry it all. I just need some refined ore. I wonder how much the ore in Brother Tuoba's hands is worth?"

Since Tuoba Yang had said as much, Xia Yu decided to simply go along with it.

"Well, I only have about a hundred tons of brass on hand. But I know of a place that produces plenty of iron, and the price isn't high—it's just that transport is a bit difficult. If you want to go, I can help set up a dedicated merchant fleet's ship. However, the daily cost might run about five silver coins. I wonder if you can afford it?"

Tuoba Yang began playing the poor man. Although he was currently destitute, once he returned to his homeland he would certainly have money again, and these earnings could be made gradually.

"Five silver coins?"

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Xia Yu's mouth. He only had one gold bean in total, so this would eat up half of it. This world really was a scam!

"Five silver coins—I can barely scrape that together, but as you know, I don't have that much cash on hand. How about this: in a while, once I've saved up enough, I'll send it over to you. But for now, let's just forget it."

"That's fine too. Then I'll be waiting for good news from Brother Tuoba."

Xia Yu said with a smile, though in his heart he was already thinking that once he had enough merit, he would seek out the master smiths from the legends, gather them together, and forge a batch of firearms. When that time came, the Xiongnu, the Xianbei—all of them would be trash.

"Mm, no rush. Once I've arranged matters here, I'll come back right away. I'll take my leave first."

Tuoba Yang cupped his hands in a salute and turned to leave. Miss Gongye Xueer, however, stayed behind—after all, as the legitimate Young Lady of the Gongye clan, her father and Tuoba Yang were old acquaintances.