Chapter 187: Qi and Blood Condensed into an Amulet

The old man's situation is pitiful, yet Zhou You believes he has no right to pity him.

No matter how down on his luck Zhang Huaimin is, he is still an Intermediate Martial Master; he might struggle to kill him with one slap, but two would certainly do it.

As for getting rich together, heh!

"Although the old master is currently down on his luck, there will surely be a turning point in the future."

Zhou You said, "I heard the Mo Yun Stronghold has been destroyed; your situation is about to take a turn for the better."

"Don't mention it."

Zhang Huaimin waved his hand, "This world fawns over the successful and tramples the fallen; once you sink, it's hard to rise again. I am finished."

"Money, that bastard, is still the most intimate; whether you are a good person or a bad seed, it never leaves your side."

"Young man who plays with poison, my sincerity is already on the table; it is your turn!"

As these words fell, the temperature in the private room dropped a notch, and the steam from the tea instantly froze.

Zhou You's eyelids twitched; this was a profound method of utilizing Qi and blood, draining the airflow in the surrounding area to briefly create a vacuum where light and temperature both vanished.

With Zhang Huaimin's cultivation, he could only maintain this for a few breaths.

Even so, the pressure this scene brought upon Zhou You felt like every second was a year.

Zhou You replied with a calm expression, "Old master, my sincerity is simple and clear: two Amulets for 20,000 taels, no bargaining."

"If you think the price is low, we can still discuss it."

"As for getting rich or doing big things, forgive my cowardice, I dare not agree."

Zhang Huaimin stared at him, seeing not a hint of timidity, and sighed, "Fine."

This kid has extraordinary courage and shows no flaws in front of him; he is a desperate man! This also proves that his own judgment is good; the poison-using kid in front of him is definitely doing big business.

"24,000 taels. Don't rush to bargain; the extra 4,000 taels are for you to watch me make the Amulets up close and observe the flow and scouring of Qi and blood, which will be beneficial for your future breakthrough to the late stage of Qi and blood, and even to becoming a Martial Master."

Zhou You calculated the money he had on him, gritted his teeth, and agreed; his wallet had been scraped clean this time!

On the way home, he didn't even have money to buy noodles, so he had to painfully use a Profound Valley Pill to satisfy his hunger and thirst.

The problem is!

How long can the Qi and blood in an Amulet made on the spot by the old man last? A day? A month? Even if a Martial Master acts personally, how much effect can it have in such a short time?

The answer came quickly!

Zhang Huaimin slid an Iron Ring off his left ring finger, "I'm doing you a favor. I've worn this thing for over a dozen years, constantly scouring and practicing it with my Qi and blood; conservatively estimated, it has 10 years of tempering."

This calculation is sound; after all, no one can maintain a state of full Qi and blood at all times.

So the materials were ready-made; martial artists all have personal items that have been nourished by Qi and blood for years, making them excellent materials for making Amulets on the spot.

Zhou You thought of the ornaments on his own body, his hair ring, belt buckle, and so on; wouldn't they be...

The surface of the Iron Ring was pitch black, with corroded pits distributed like pores, and the edges were polished bright, looking quite aged.

With a *snap*, the ring was broken into two pieces.

Zhang Huaimin let out a shout and pressed two fingers onto the iron pieces; the blood vessels beneath his bark-like skin bulged like earthworms.

In an instant, the sound of Qi and blood scouring was like drumbeats, *thump, thump, thump*, vibrating until Zhou You's eardrums ached slightly.

He was horrified; with such terrifying force, the blood flow could easily pierce the hardest human skull.

Only the body-refining of a Martial Master, which has reached an inhuman level, could withstand such terrifying Qi and blood flowing within the body. Visible to the naked eye, the old man squeezed a drop of essence blood the size of a needle tip from his fingertip, which landed on the iron piece and seeped into it like a sponge absorbing water.

Just squeezing out this little bit—it wouldn't even be enough to feed a mosquito, it's too little, give me more! Zhang Huaimin panted heavily and said, "Kid, you've made a huge profit. In the past, this much silver would only be enough to see me once."

"This time I've put in my own blood and sweat; the Amulets I've made are top-grade."

"Ordinary mass-produced goods can only save your life, but these two of mine also carry a counter-attack; if a Transformed Charm approaches rashly, it will surely die without a whole corpse."

A moment later...

Zhang Huaimin looked like a frost-bitten eggplant... wilted, shrinking into his coat while slurping tea, sighing, "I've lost a fortune."

Zhou You held the two freshly made Amulets in his palm, his heart surging like a tsunami that wouldn't calm down for a long time.

Within the two thin iron pieces, the contained Qi and blood were terrifying, curled up on the needle-tip-sized bloodstain.

The old man used a special technique to draw circuits with his Qi and blood, setting the trigger medium for the Amulets.

Once hostility approaches, whether it is a living person or a Transformed Charm, approaching slowly or rushing forward, it will immediately trigger the primer, unleashing the terrifying Qi and blood inside the Amulet.

The destructive power of the erupting Qi and blood could even eliminate a powerhouse at the level of a Primary Martial Master, and as for Transformed Charms, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"Kid, go back and look at them slowly, take the money!"

Zhang Huaimin thought Zhou You was getting the Amulets for his own use and told him, "From now on, you can walk sideways at the Qi and blood level."

As long as he doesn't deliberately cause trouble, Zhou You can even withstand a Primary Martial Master head-on and retreat unscathed while wearing the Amulets.

Zhou You took out all the Money Notes and silver he had on him, and even added a Jade Turtle he kept for his own amusement.

"Many thanks, old master."

Zhang Huaimin flicked his sleeves to cover the money, his attitude clear, "I did this business at a loss to make a friend of you."

"Fucheng is treacherous; it's not just Charms that wear human skin to harm people. No matter how fierce or vicious you are outside, once you get here, two fists are no match for four hands; you won't get far without a backer."

"Alright, I've said all I have to say, no more. If you change your mind in the future, you can come to this place to find me."

Zhou You cupped his hands toward him, said nothing, and left.

Before leaving the Rare Treasures Pavilion, the clerk took advantage of the old man not being nearby and secretly found him to discuss, "Guest, I won't take a commission on this order; can you sign it under my name?"

"As long as the old master doesn't object, I have no opinion."

Zhou You also knew he had made a killing on this deal; an Amulet made by an Intermediate Martial Master is absolutely priceless in Gongliang City; you couldn't buy one even with money.

Even in Fucheng, if it weren't for encountering a special case like Zhang Huaimin, even if there were an opportunity, the price would be 10 times higher.

With two Amulets for his parents, Zhou You could rest easy.

Gongliang City is a small place, and small places have their benefits; the danger won't be too great.

Currently, the biggest threat in the city is Transformed Charms running rampant, wreaking havoc and hunting for martial artist households to slaughter and eat; once they encounter his parents wearing these two Amulets, they would absolutely be blasted to smithereens on the spot, not even leaving a scrap behind.

As for Zhang Huaimin's show of goodwill, that was said to Lu Zhigang; what does it have to do with me, Zhou You? Zhou You walked onto the main street and suddenly felt the sunlight was a bit blinding.

In a trance, it felt like returning to his past life, walking out of an internet cafe after pulling an all-nighter, with empty pockets and an empty head.

Ah, he has no money now; if he doesn't go home immediately, he will only be able to travel as a pauper.

Fucheng is too big; he has wandered for so long, yet he has only explored a corner in the southeast direction, and there are still many places he hasn't been.

This area alone is already a full half the size of Gongliang City.

(End of this chapter)