Chapter 272: Yinshen Spirit Liquid and the Martial Arts Tournament

Seemingly afraid Lu Jing might misunderstand, Qin Ziyi hurriedly added: "Don't worry, the branch's business is still decent; the profit will soon cover the startup costs."

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Lu Jing waved his hand, indicating he didn't care.

Qin Ziyi undoubtedly has a head for business; taking advantage of Huichuntang's growing reputation, quickly expanding to seize the market is a wise choice.

Prepare these medicinal herbs.

Lu Jing took out the prepared materials list and handed it over.

"Do you want to refine pills? I'll help you prepare right away," Qin Ziyi said, taking the list with both hands. After looking at it, her eyes widened instantly: "This… this is the formula for supreme spirit liquid?!"

The effects of spirit liquid and dan medicine are not greatly different; the former exists in liquid form, which is more conducive to human absorption.

"Exactly, Huichuntang selling only dan medicine is too limited. This Yinshen Spirit Liquid can boost the user's mental power; whether they are a spirit-system talent endowed or an ordinary martial artist, drinking it brings endless benefits."

Lu Jing explained while changing into a cleanroom garb, then turned and walked into the pharmacy room.

This Yinshen Spirit Liquid was just synthesized by him at home; it's exactly what he needs now.

With the aid of supreme spirit liquid, the diamond figurine can visualize its completion more quickly.

"A spirit liquid that can enhance mental power…"

Qin Ziyi opened her mouth, her eyes sparkling: "With this, Huichuntang's competitiveness has risen to a new level!"

Soon, Qin Ziyi gathered various medicinal herbs.

Then she stood quietly behind Lu Jing, watching his figure continuously operate the pharmacy machine.

Lu Jing also didn't mind someone nearby; his mental power spread out, the medicinal herbs all levitated, automatically sorted in sequence, with no discrepancy in weight.

With Lu Jing's current mental power strength, he can control the herbs precisely to the milligram level.

Whoosh—

A large amount of levitating herbs flew one after another into the pharmacy machine, leaving Qin Ziyi behind dazzled.

It must be said, watching Lu Jing refine pills is like appreciating an artwork.

Soon, as the pharmacy machine roared, drop after drop of blue, somewhat dreamy liquid was filled into the bottles.

Half an hour later, the pharmacy machine stopped, with twenty sealed bottles of Yinshen Spirit Liquid placed on the counter.

"Much simpler than I imagined…"

Lu Jing casually picked up a bottle of Yinshen Spirit Liquid, opened the wooden stopper, and poured it into his mouth.

The clear, sea‑salt‑like liquid slid into Lu Jing's mouth, making him involuntarily smack his lips.

"Tsk tsk, the spirit liquid's taste is far better than dan medicine's."

Lu Jing deliberately added some flavor‑enhancing ingredients; drinking it gives a faint Sprite‑like taste.

As the spirit liquid was absorbed, a cool current burst within Lu Jing's body, flowing along his physique into his brain.

It was as refreshing as drinking a can of ice‑cold beer on a hot summer day.

"Effect not bad."

Lu Jing sighed, storing the remaining few bottles of Yinshen Spirit Liquid into his spatial ring.

Afterward he looked at the somewhat dazed Qin Ziyi behind him and smiled: "I'm handing over this spirit liquid's formula to you; remember to apply for a patent, and send me thirty bottles each month from now on—okay?"

"Of course! Do your uncle and aunt need any?"

Qin Ziyi quickly nodded.

"Also send a batch over; the more, the better."

Lu Jing took off his cleanroom garb and gloves, casually tossed them into the trash bin, then walked out of the pharmacy room with a calm expression.

"When will my due earnings be transferred next time?"

"In about a week, roughly eighty‑plus million!"

"Hmm, not bad; earnings keep rising—keep it up."

Lu Jing chatted briefly with Qin Ziyi a few more sentences, then left Huichuntang.

Under Qin Ziyi's leadership, Huichuntang leapt from an unknown little shop to a well‑known enterprise in Dongchuan Province and even nationwide.

Like a snowball rolling and growing, Lu Jing believes that in the near future, monthly earnings will reach the level of tens of billions!

"Is selling only medicine too limiting? If necessary, we can develop other aspects, just like the Martial Hall…"

Lu Jing's eyes lit up; a bold idea formed in his mind.

Since he decided to build his own power, why not start from Huichuntang?

To shape Huichuntang into a colossus like the Martial Hall…

With the aid of the synthesis column, Lu Jing is quite confident.

He strolled the streets while plotting his next plan in his mind.

Lu Jing took a step and instantly appeared tens of meters away.

The pedestrians and traffic beside him were stretched into brilliant lines, while Lu Jing leisurely walked among them.

As his realm rose, as long as the distance wasn't too far, Lu Jing's walking speed became much faster than riding a vehicle.

Like the journey from the Capital to Anwu City spanning tens of thousands of kilometers, of course taking the High‑Speed Rail is more convenient.

One week later.

Lu Jing took the High‑Speed Rail back to Shogunate Martial University.

As soon as he returned, he received a call from NieZhenghao asking him to come to the Principal's Office.

Inside the Vice Principal's Office.

NieZhenghao sat in the office chair, facing Lu Jing, who was sipping the tea brought by the female secretary.

Lu Jing frowned, glanced at the female secretary beside him, and a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes.

Upon seeing him, the other person's heartbeat noticeably quickened a few beats, their facial colour faded a bit, as if they had done something guilty.

"Cough cough, you didn't stay more than a few days this time when you went home, huh?"

"NieZhenghao spoke up, interrupting Lu Jing's thoughts."

"No, I just want to finish my credits as soon as I get back and graduate early."

"Lu Jing said directly."

"NieZhenghao lifted the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and continued: 'This time there's an opportunity that could let you directly complete your credits. Are you willing?'"

"Directly complete the credits? Is there a task you want to assign me?"

"It can be considered a task," NieZhenghao paused, then explained: "The National Youth Martial Way Tournament is about to start. I want you to represent our school and compete, bringing glory to the Shogunate Martial University!"

"Just that?" Lu Jing raised an eyebrow, "My current strength can be said to crush all the martial university students; this martial way tournament is merely a formality."

"Hearing Lu Jing calmly utter such arrogantly overbearing words, NieZhenghao's tone hitched, then he laughed: 'Indeed, your strength after sweeping through the Ultimate Tower is publicly recognized as the strongest among martial university students, but this martial way tournament is not limited to martial university students.'"

"Oh? Besides the martial university, are there any other opponents?"

"Lu Jing felt a spark of interest."

"Of course, besides the martial university students, there are also some reclusive martial way clans and disciples from martial halls scattered across the country; as long as they are youths under thirty, they can sign up to participate."

"NieZhenghao added: 'You're still under nineteen this year, and your opponents could very well be thirty-year-old hidden geniuses; isn't this difficulty not high enough?'"