Chapter 4

"Let's see the three items refreshed this week first!"

Ning An fortunately reacted, no matter what, he had to look at the ability refreshed this time.

【One bottle of Blood-Replenishing Pill, flash sale price: one spirit stone】

【One bottle of Bone-Tempering Pill, flash sale price: one spirit stone】

【One Wisdom Spirit Fruit, flash sale price: ten spirit stones】

Seeing the things refreshed this week, Ning An's eyes lit up slightly.

First is the Blood-Replenishing Pill, which is undoubtedly a pill commonly used by martial artists below the fourth grade.

A bottle being worth ten spirit stones is no problem!

And the flash sale only costs one spirit stone.

The Bone-Tempering Pill is a pill needed for the first grade of martial artists.

A bottle is worth at least a hundred spirit stones.

This is a way for first-grade martial artists to increase their martial arts cultivation.

Of course, what Ning An values most is the third item.

Wisdom Spirit Fruit!

Used to help those below the martial artist level to develop their potential as much as possible.

Especially the earlier you take it, the better!

One fruit is worth at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and even an auction price of over a million spirit stones is normal.

Because it is priceless and has no market!

Many second-generation martial artists need this thing.

Although generally speaking, the higher the martial artist level, the aptitude of the offspring will not be too bad.

But there are exceptions, and secondly, who doesn't want their descendants to develop their potential as much as possible.

Even if it's only a little bit!

Unfortunately, for Jiang Shunyuan, it is already useless.

With the step into the martial artist level, Qi, blood, and bones have already set, so the effect brought by the Wisdom Spirit Fruit is almost non-existent.

However, this does not mean that this Wisdom Spirit Fruit is useless.

He still has a daughter who is about to start martial arts cultivation.

Originally, Ning An had the idea of going back, so because of the Wisdom Spirit Fruit factor, he had to go home even more.

Without hesitation, Ning An went directly to the Dean's office.

He explained to Jiang Hekang the reason for his leave.

"Xiao An, a month should be enough, right."

"Also, I can give you a special recruitment task."

"It can be considered returning home in glory!"

Jiang Hekang thought for a while and said slowly.

He even gave Ning An a good task.

Basically, this task is used to mix rewards.

And it is also taking care of Ning An, so Ning An doesn't need to ask for leave.

For Jiang Hekang, this is just a small matter.

Not to mention that Ning An has indeed not returned home for three years!

Although in the era of spiritual energy recovery, it is considered the norm.

"Thank you, Dean!"

Ning An couldn't help but show some excitement on his face and said.

He took a pass from the Dean.

With this pass, there would be no problem returning.

At least the procedures would be faster!

Originally, an hour later, there was a plane going from Nanjiang Martial Arts University to the Shucheng Base.

This plane temporarily added a seat for Ning An.

Secondly, it even made a special stop at the Qingshan Base for Ning An.

It can be said that this already belongs to a bit of privilege!

If there were no such pass, Ning An would need to wait for a plane specifically returning to the Qingshan Base.

These planes are not specifically for carrying first or second-grade martial artists!

The Nanjiang Myriad Races Battlefield also has many ordinary soldiers operating some technological weapons.

Including transporting some supplies from these bases.

And some ordinary people visiting relatives, etc.

However, before returning, Ning An first sent a message to Wen Zhiqiao.

Qingshan Base.

Qingshan No. 15 Middle School, Wen Zhiqiao was slightly stunned when she saw the message on her phone.

"He is coming back?!"

"It's time to come back!"

Wen Zhiqiao whispered in a voice only she could hear.

"Zhiqiao, is there something wrong?!"

Sister Li couldn't help but ask.

Because of the subsidy matter two days ago, she was even more enthusiastic towards Wen Zhiqiao.

Third grade of martial arts, in Sister Li's eyes, is already a big shot.

Besides that, he is also a mentor at a martial arts university.

Being on good terms with Wen Zhiqiao, there is definitely no harm.

"My husband is coming back!"

Wen Zhiqiao hesitated for a moment before answering.

After the voice fell, Sister Li's eyes lit up slightly.

"Zhiqiao, can your husband give the students some special training."

Finally, Sister Li mustered up the courage to say.

Now Sister Li and Wen Zhiqiao are teaching the students of Class 9, Grade 3 together.

Sister Li is responsible for liberal arts, and Wen Zhiqiao is responsible for martial arts.

Of course, because it is now a high-martial era, Wen Zhiqiao has more say.

The martial arts college entrance examination is not only related to the students' future.

It is also related to a teacher's performance!

Although the school did not divide into elite classes and ordinary classes.

But Class 9, Grade 3 does not have any top students.

Whether one can get into a martial arts university is a problem.

So she is also very anxious.

In fact, the entire Qingshan No. 15 Middle School is among the bottom of all middle schools.

In previous years, only three people were admitted to martial arts universities.

This is thanks to the Qingshan Base's support for the younger generation over these years.

Otherwise, as early as Ning An's generation, he was the only one admitted to a martial arts university.

In the following few years, either none or one!

If there had been support for the college entrance examination in Wen Zhiqiao's generation.

Maybe Wen Zhiqiao could have been admitted to a martial arts university.

During the college entrance examination that year, Wen Zhiqiao's Qi and blood were just a little bit short.

Although spiritual energy has recovered for three hundred years, it is not so easy to become a martial artist.

"I'll consider this matter first!"

Finally, Wen Zhiqiao did not directly refuse, but said.

Sister Li didn't continue to say anything.

Because she could feel that Zhiqiao's heart was clearly shaken.