Chapter 15

Although Su Shier didn't have much knowledge, he wasn't stupid. No matter how eloquently the other spoke, he just smiled without saying a word.

After he finished speaking, Su Shier finally said, "I don't know how powerful these two secret manuals are, but they are for martial artists. They should have no value to cultivators, right?"

Zhu Hanwei's lips twitched, and he smiled awkwardly, "I can't say they are completely useless. At least in the early stages, they can still increase some strength."

He knew very well that such martial arts manuals were not only considered insignificant by cultivators but also looked down upon. Otherwise, he would have sold them long ago.

Saying so much was merely to try to raise the price.

"How many Essence Cultivation Pills do you want for these three books?" Su Shier didn't argue with him and asked directly.

"Eight... no, six!" Zhu Hanwei started, but seeing Su Shier's expression, he quickly changed his answer.

"Three. If you want them, let's trade now!" Su Shier stared at him for a moment, then put down the three books without another glance.

Essence Cultivation Pills were plentiful for him, but he had no intention of doing good deeds. Such secrets could only remain buried in his stomach.

"Ah? Only three? That's too few, at least five!" Zhu Hanwei opened his mouth wide, his face showing a look of great loss.

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Su Shier about to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Four! Senior Brother, at least give me four!"

"Deal!" This time, Su Shier didn't insist.

He didn't care how Zhu Hanwei got these books. For him, as long as they could broaden his knowledge and enhance his strength, paying a few Essence Cultivation Pills was completely worth it.

Soon, Su Shier exchanged four high-grade Essence Cultivation Pills for the three books and two more for 240 taels of silver, then parted ways with Zhu Hanwei and continued on to the abandoned pill room.

Zhu Hanwei watched Su Shier's departing back, his eyes squinting in a smile.

"I didn't expect that a few casually acquired books would have such high value. With these high-grade Essence Cultivation Pills, my chances of awakening my spiritual root have increased even more."

Smiling, he quickly put the items away and ran towards his residence.

At the abandoned pill room.

As soon as Su Shier returned, he began practicing the contents of the two martial arts manuals.

These two skills were not particularly sophisticated, but the techniques and combat tricks involved greatly expanded his knowledge.

In comparison, his previous self could only be described as having brute strength.

For this reason, he even made a few wooden dummies in the courtyard.

In just seven days, he became proficient in these two skills.

In the courtyard, Su Shier moved with incredible agility, his steps light and elusive, making it hard to predict his movements.

Occasionally, he would strike with his fists or palms, hitting the dummies.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

When his fists and palms landed, they transformed from light and agile to powerful and forceful.

The dummies shattered upon impact.

Just as he was about to strike another dummy, Su Shier had a sudden idea.

His hands moved, and the true essence within his body surged.

At the moment of attack, a fist-sized fireball appeared in his palm.

The fireball emitted intense heat and, before it could be released, was pressed onto the dummy.

"Whoosh~"

In the next second, a flame shot up into the sky. The dummy was instantly incinerated.

Feeling that he had only consumed less than one-tenth of his true essence, Su Shier's face lit up with joy.

"Really? This way, I can easily kill those low-level beasts without relying on traps!"

"Since the Fire Control Technique can be combined with these skills, what about the Wind Control Technique?"

His eyes twinkled, and Su Shier immediately stepped lightly, rushing towards the farthest wooden dummy.

"Wind Control!"

As he lifted his leg, a strong gust of wind blew from behind him.

His body glided through the air and, upon landing, he had already passed the farthest dummy.

"The wind is too strong, but the idea is feasible!"

Su Shier smiled broadly, like he had discovered a new continent, and continued to practice enthusiastically.

Before long, it was time for his appointment with the alchemy hall's servant disciple.

That afternoon, two figures appeared on the waist of Cuihuan Mountain, where the abandoned pill room was located.

One of them, with a face full of flesh, was the alchemy hall's servant disciple.

The other, a young man around fifteen or sixteen years old, looked dignified and handsome, with a long sword on his back.

"I really don't know how you've been cultivating all these years, unable to even defeat a disciple who has only been in the sect for half a year." The sword-carrying youth pouted, speaking with a bad temper.

The servant disciple followed the youth obediently, like a little chick.

"It's not my fault! I didn't expect that kid to be a Qi Cultivator, and he attacked without any provocation! I told him that the bottle of high-grade spirit pills was reserved for you, Senior Brother, but he still took it!" The servant disciple's face was sullen as he tried to incite the youth.

"Hmph! I want to see where a newcomer gets the nerve to take my things!" The sword-carrying youth coldly snorted, staring fiercely at the servant disciple.

"But you lost the items, so you should give me an explanation, right?"

The servant disciple shrank back, smiling awkwardly, "Senior Brother, don't worry. I will take responsibility for this. These two first-grade flight talismans were hard for me to collect."

As he spoke, the servant disciple painfully pulled out two three-inch-long, one-inch-wide earth-yellow talismans from his chest.

Seeing this, the sword-carrying youth snatched the talismans and grinned, his gaze falling on the mountain as he quickened his pace.

Soon, the two arrived outside the abandoned pill room.

"Senior Brother, I'll knock on the door!"

Seeing the tightly closed door, the servant disciple's eyes lit up, and he was about to knock.

"Knock? Hmph, no need!"

The sword-carrying youth coldly snorted, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and a fist-sized fireball appeared in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The fireball shot through the air and exploded on the door.

In the courtyard, Su Shier was reading a book. Hearing the footsteps outside, he had already become alert.

But he didn't expect that before he could react, the courtyard gate was destroyed by the fire.

Then, two figures walked in.

"It's you? It seems... you want to renege?" Su Shier raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the servant disciple and landing on the sword-carrying youth.

Such a strong aura, Second Stage Qi Cultivator?

Seeing the youth, Su Shier was startled.

A cultivator's cultivation level could generally be discerned unless they deliberately concealed their aura. Of course, if the difference in realms was too great, a lower realm cultivator couldn't discern a higher realm's cultivation. Conversely, a higher realm cultivator could see through a lower realm's cultivation unless there was a special method to conceal it.