undead warrior

Chapter 149 Blood-sucking talent
Just about to spend money to buy one, just as an ordinary means of transportation, there was a messy sound, and a convoy drove into this street.

There were no people or goods in the car, but big iron cages, and the animals inside were all bumping into each other, causing people to scream.

A vicious beast caught Mo Wentian's attention. It was similar in shape to Velociraptor, and it was also a biped creature. It had a pair of sharp claws on its chest, but it was half the body taller than Velociraptor.The head is also much bigger, not so sharp, but looks thick and powerful, with a single horn on the forehead, and the fangs in the mouth are much sharper than the Velociraptor.

Wild Dragon Beast!
As soon as the identity of this big guy was confirmed, Mo Wentian's eyes glowed. This ferocious creature also belongs to a branch of the Earth Dragon. It has the blood of the Dragon Race. It has been extinct since ancient times. It must have run out of the Beast Tower and was killed captured.

Why didn't I meet anyone suitable to be a mount in the Tower of Beasts!

Sighing in his heart, he didn't pay attention to the half-aged mistress, and immediately walked over to ask the big man who kept beating the evil beast that hit the cage with a whip.

"Friend, how do you sell that mad dragon?"

The big man took a look at Mo Wentian, and when he saw his clothes, he immediately became a little respectful and said, "Master, that thing is not something you can subdue. If you really want it, go to the auction in three days. The evil beasts can bid casually. But we don’t care about hurting people when we buy them home.”

"Haha, of course you don't need to worry about it!"

Mo Wentian found his favorite mount, and immediately left in a good mood.Thinking about his own money in his heart, this Velociraptor has six grades, and it can be used as a natal beast in the hands of many people, so it will definitely be expensive.

But it doesn't matter, he is an alchemist, and he can definitely make a lot of money by making alchemy at full speed.

He only bought an ordinary steed, and rode straight to Danmeng White Pagoda. Since he came here for the first time in the imperial capital, Mo Wentian came here for the second time.

This place is still very lively, it is the gathering place of alchemists, he did cause quite a stir at the beginning, but now he is gradually forgotten.

After receiving the iron volume of the alchemy book he handed over, the herb seller looked at him after verifying the authenticity, "The new regulations of the Alchemy League, in the future, no one else is allowed to buy medicinal herbs for you. Only alchemists come to refine them in the White Tower. Yes, so as not to be trafficked to remote areas for profit."

Mo Wentian blinked, and said angrily and amusingly, "I am Mo Wentian!"

After speaking, he took out another token, which was used to represent the student's identity, and the identity could be confirmed by comparison.

"Sorry! What do you need?"

"Mysterious Yin grass, pull sunflower..."

A series of words came out of Mo Wentian's mouth, before he added, "Give me fifty copies of each first!"

This is what Mo Wentian asked for after considering his own money and the value of the existing pills, but the clerk asked, "Did you bring your contribution nameplate?"

Mo Wentian had never heard of the contribution nameplate, so he could only shake his head, and the man made a helpless expression and said, "Sorry, your contribution is not enough, I can only sell you three copies, and only one of the herbs is reserved. For your own use, the other two refining elixirs must be sold to us, and the restrictions will be gradually lifted when your contribution increases."

"Which bastard made this rule?"

"The bastard you are talking about is the leader of the Young Alliance! This is the rule just set a few days ago!"

The guy kept smiling, as if he was used to the swearing.Hearing that it was the rules set by Caiyao Lang, Mo Wentian was even more annoyed, but he could only sell all his elixirs first and then bought three copies of herbs.

Some of the pills he sold were seized from others, and some were refined by himself. When those pills with pill marks appeared in front of the buddy, he immediately exclaimed.

"God, I remembered, last year I saw this kind of elixir of Danhen, so you are Master Wentian!"

Mo Wentian rolled his eyes, no matter how big a teacher is, he can only buy three copies of herbs, and he has to be monitored to find a room to refine them, so as not to run away with the herbs.

The previous alchemy gave people the feeling of freedom and peace, but now it has changed its taste and become a bit utilitarian. It regards all alchemists as alchemists, but he is the only one who can provide a large number of medicinal herbs.Don't bother to collect, there is nothing you can do.

Originally, Mo Wentian could go to the high-level alchemy room with his identity, but he hated it and went up and down the stairs, so he picked one on the second floor.Entering the narrow alchemy room, Mo Wentian first took out a jug and poured a mouthful of wine infused with dragon's blood and ginseng, and then he calmed down and made alchemy.

It's just three batches of medicinal herbs. For him, it can be refined very quickly, and all of them are sold.Since he was refining a fifth-grade profound strength pill, and possessed pill traces, it made the medicine more effective. Not only did he get a lot of money, but he also got a generous contribution, so that he could buy more herbs at once.

Anyway, it's just a few more trips, Mo Wentian started refining every day and night, and started the journey of making money.

Two days later, news began to circulate in the White Pagoda that an alchemy madman came, he was still a young alchemy master, and he was a student of Zhantian Academy.

The news inevitably reached Caiyao Lang's ears. Now the leader is concentrating on studying alchemy in seclusion, waiting to go to the God Realm. He is responsible for any major events in the alchemy alliance, which can be said to be a high position.

He directly and lightly issued an order to suspend the sales of Mo Wentian Yaocao, in the name of protecting the health of the alchemist, let him take a rest, and only come once a month in the future.To put it bluntly, he didn't want Mo Wentian to show off and suppress him.

Your grandma's!

After selling the elixir, but no longer selling herbs to himself, only to come back next month, Mo Wentian cursed angrily in his heart.Fortunately, I made a lot of money by refining for two consecutive days, otherwise I would be even more angry.

You boy wait for me!

There are still four days until the Youth Alchemy Competition, and Mo Wentian is determined to participate, to let that bastard know that his biggest mistake was sending invitations to himself.

Didn't you let Ben Shao rest, then I will rest and prepare to deal with you.

Mo Wentian hurried out of the White Tower, went to the stables to ride a horse and left, luckily someone was in charge of looking after the horses, otherwise the newly bought horses would have starved to death in two days.

Back home, Tu Meiniang wasn't there, she went to attend class, Mo Shidie had long been used to Mo Wentian often staying out at night, taking care of him bathing and eating, and accompanying him to bed, she was already a qualified personal maid.

After sleeping until dark, Mo Shidie who was serving the bed was no longer on the bed, got up and dressed and went downstairs, and immediately smelled the fragrance of vegetables and a smell of blood.

The smell of blood is the smell of dragon blood ginseng. Mo Wentian had already cut dragon blood ginseng into slices, and distributed a few slices to each of the girls to continue to temper their bodies.

Tu Meiniang sat at the dining table with a slightly red face, she was not good at drinking, especially the wine soaked with dragon's blood ginseng had a great aftertaste, and she was a little drunk.

"Brother, when will Sister Tianqiao and the others come, it's boring to have no one to play with me."

"Cultivate if you're bored. When will you be so playful that you'll reach the Soul Condensation Realm."

"I'm a devil. It's too slow to practice formally. It's a pity that Kong has talent, but he can't use it."

Tu Meiniang lay on the table, pouted her seductive mouth, shook her head, her hair was combed into a pair of ponytails, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she was just about to bloom, she wore cooler clothes, and she didn't shy away from asking questions at all. God, it's very tempting.

But Mo Wentian is not interested in her, a younger sister is a younger sister, and in the same sentence, he has no shortage of women, so there is no need to reach out to a younger sister he knows.It was the first time I heard about talent, and I suddenly remembered that Leng Baimei could devour the soul of the living, so I asked Tu Meiniang after sitting down.

"You can also devour souls?"

Tu Meiniang's face turned bitter, "Brother, the eldest princess is so talented, do you think anyone can devour souls to nourish yourself?"

Mo Wentian rubbed his nose. He knew too little about demons. Tu Meiniang snorted and explained, "The talents of demons are also divided into grades. Most of them are rubbish talents. Not many are useful, and they are low-ranking talents." The difference between a devil and a high-ranking devil."

"What kind of talent do you have?" This is what Mo Wentian is interested in.

"I can absorb the energy in the blood and transform it into my own profound strength. The blood of a powerful creature is better, but in this imperial capital, there are only human beings. I can't suck human blood!"

"I thought it was a big deal, but it's so simple. Two days ago, I went to the place where mounts were sold in the imperial capital. There were a lot of beasts there. Just give them money and let them bleed the beasts. If it's not possible, spend money You can also buy the blood of powerful warriors!"

"Beast blood is okay! The ancestors of the Tu family prohibit the practice of absorbing human blood. Once discovered, there will be no punishment. This is because there have been many people with blood-sucking talents in the Tu family, but because they couldn't stand the temptation and began to practice by absorbing human blood, they all changed. He has become a blood demon who has no sanity and only knows how to kill. After research, everyone believes that human beings have souls. When they are sucked or killed, they will have a lot of negative emotions, and human blood will be affected, and finally affect those who suck human blood. I don't want to be like that!"

Tu Meiniang's head was shaking like a rattle. Many predecessors of the Tu family have verified this statement. Mo Wentian figured out the words in it, and asked, "Is it okay if it is a voluntary blood donation?"

Tu Meiniang still shook her head, "No, it won't affect your sanity too much, but it will become addictive and bloodthirsty. The more important thing is that you will become as afraid of the sun as a blood demon sooner or later. If it is irradiated, it will start to rot and eventually turn into ashes. I saw my third uncle change like that when I was a child, it was really scary!"

"Then don't try!"

Mo Wentian originally planned to bleed himself for Tu Meiniang to absorb. He contains the blood essence of demons in his body and is absolutely powerful. Now he can only give up this plan.

After spending the night practicing silently, the next morning he took Tu Meiniang to the place where mounts were sold. This was the first time Tu Meiniang had left Zhantian Academy after entering the empire, and she was full of surprises everywhere.She also intentionally wore a scarf to cover the tiny scales on her neck, so that people could not see the identity of the demon.

Only after arriving here did I know that the beast auction will be held in the afternoon, so Mo Wentian was not in a hurry and took him directly to the area where beasts were sold.

Riding just an ordinary horse, looking at the ferocious beast in the cage or fence, the horse's legs are a little weak when it comes here, and it keeps neighing and retreating.Mo Wentian had no choice but to let Tu Meiniang, who was sitting in his arms, get off first, then jumped off himself, and handed over the horse to a waiter to take care of it.

(End of this chapter)