Chapter 625: Seeking Help

Yan Buji had a strange look: "What martial cultivator would need armor?"

Although Yan Buji did not deny that armor could enhance a cultivator's overall strength, for martial cultivators, suitable spiritual materials for true essence circulation are too scarce; if one were to craft armor suited for martial cultivators, Yan Buji felt it would be more convenient to simply figure out how to forge a divine weapon blade.

Yao Wen said: "After all, it's just a try; since Hall Master Yan is also a martial cultivator, why not tell us the pros and cons of this structure?"

"The true essence of martial cultivators differs from mana; it stems from the stimulation of the flesh's nature, with spiritual qi merely acting as a catalyst. And for such an accumulation device, the first problem to face is controllability."

Yan Buji picked up the various parts of the nail-head short stick: "Elder Yao, take a look—this component, although finely refined and showing signs of secondary processing, indicates that this part must be compatible with the martial cultivator's own true essence. And in this regard, the most troublesome aspect is the true essence fluidity of the spiritual material."

"So the problem with spiritual material is quite big, huh?"

"That's right; if we can't solve the spiritual material problem, I think there's no need to craft armor. Besides, even for ordinary cultivators, whether this investment is worthwhile for armor must be carefully considered, let alone for martial cultivators."

Yao Wen nodded: "Alright, anything else?"

"Furthermore, there's the issue of individual combat style for martial cultivators—this is hard to elaborate, as differing personal combat styles cause the armor's style to vary greatly; but at least from this nail-head short stick, the other side seems to favor close-quarters short-range combat. Nevertheless, whether wearing armor would bring a qualitative leap in actual combat remains to be debated."

Yan Buji fairly stated his opinion.

Yao Wen smiled: "Alright, I understand."

"If Elder Yao has no other business, I'll take my leave first."

"Alright."

"Farewell."

Yan Buji clasped his fists and departed; after watching Yan Buji go, Yao Wen shouted.

"He Caifei."

"Subordinate here."

"What do you think of Yan Buji's strength?"

"Not low, but he practices martial and law dual cultivation; even if his martial dao were one realm higher, it shouldn't be too high." He Caifei said.

Yao Wen nodded: "But this person also masters some breath-hiding technique that we could easily be deceived by, showing how deep his concealment is."

He Caifei looked strange: "But we're not going to attack him, so why....."

"If we don't attack him, could it be that he won't attack us?" Yao Wen said lightly.

He Caifei stared: "This is utterly without grudge.... Is it really necessary?"

He Caifei's thought was: since Yan Buji had hardly managed to gain status in the Paolong Sacred Land, why bother with these things? Even if there were a deadly grudge, it wouldn't come to this, let alone the fact that they have no grudge at all.

However, Yao Wen furrowed his brows: "Forget it, I was just overthinking."

He Caifei didn't understand Yao Wen's thought, but he didn't care about it either.

Elsewhere.

Ye Lin was practicing martial arts in a mountain forest.

Only seeing him take off his outer garment, revealing a vigorous and sturdy body, as the pores opened and closed, fine water vapor was expelled, forming a mist of sweat.

Immediately afterward, Ye Lin began to stretch his body, practicing a certain technique.

As the amplitude of his movements grew larger, Ye Lin's whole body seemed to be enveloped by rising heat from head to toe, his muscles involuntarily knotting together, and soon a faint shadow gradually took shape behind him!

Shortly after.

Ye Lin finished the move and stopped; the abnormality on his body gradually faded, his flushed body calming for a while before returning to normal.

"This cultivation method is truly hard to practice."

Ye Lin also felt somewhat at a loss; although he had already entered the door of this body-refining cultivation method, he had never grasped the essentials, unable to reach perfection.

Thinking of this, Ye Lin took out a jade slip and read it carefully; in a blink, half a day passed.

"It's hard." Ye Lin sighed.

This body-refining cultivation method is quite special, requiring the mobilization of qi and blood to drive magical power for practice; Ye Lin's talent is not bad, even said to be one in ten thousand, yet for some reason he's lacking something.

After leaving the mountain forest, Ye Lin returned to his dwelling.

Just as he was about to enter the door to cultivate, several senior brothers walked over.

"Ye Lin."

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's up?"

"It's nothing; I just heard you know the Hall Master of Lian Dan Tang, wondering if you could ask him for a favor."

Ye Lin startled: "Surely I know him, but he might not necessarily help."

"What status do you, Ye Lin, have?"

"Among the many elders in the sect, which one doesn't give you three points of respect?"

However, although that's what they thought, after all they had a request, these usual fellow disciples who aren't especially close to Ye Lin still kept their attitudes very low.

"It's like this, Ye Lin; we want a few Quhuo Pills. You know this pill isn't in our regular resources; before, it was because Lian Dan Tang had no one, really couldn't find anyone to help refine it. But now that Lian Dan Tang has someone in charge, we also want to obtain it quickly. The senior brothers aren't making it hard for you; this is just a small token."

Ye Lin looked at the bag of spiritual stones the senior brothers handed over, hesitating.

Although Ye Lin also knew that behind him there were people looking out for him, the old saying goes: favors are hard to refuse and hard to repay. Ye Lin didn't want them to be seeking him just because of his backing; besides, he also had to go ask the Hall Master of Lian Dan Tang for help.

He also didn't know whether the other party would agree.

"This...."

"Could it be that you, junior brother, think it's too little? In that case, I still have some elders' homework notes; I can lend them to you as well, how about that?"

Ye Lin saw that they had said this much; if he still refused, it would be as if he had no respect for anyone.

"Alright, I'll go ask."

"Then thank you!"

Ye Lin expressed helplessness, but this too is part of social interaction. Although Ye Lin knew this in his heart, he still wanted to focus on cultivation.

Soon, Ye Lin arrived at Lian Dan Tang, but not finding Yan Buji, he waited here for a while.

By evening.

After going to the Internal Affairs Hall, Yan Buji then returned; seeing Ye Lin waiting at the gate, he exclaimed in surprise: "Ye Lin, what are you doing here?"

Ye Lin clasped his hands and said, "Greetings, Hall Master."

"Come in first, then we'll talk."

Yan Buji smiled; he had been worrying about not having a chance to get close to this guy, yet the guy actually came to his door himself.

Yan Buji led him into the guest hall of Lian Dan Tang and also brought him a cup of tea.

Ye Lin hurriedly stood up to take it, saying, "Hall Master, you're being too polite; how could I trouble you to do this?"

"Isn't it just me? My Lian Dan Tang has no one else either." Yan Buji laughed.

Ye Lin froze for a moment, his face showing some hesitation; after all, he had come to ask for help, but the other side had no one else but him, so he thought the other must be busy—what should he do?

"Just speak plainly; you wouldn't come here for no reason." Yan Buji laughed.