Eternal Blood Emperor

Chapter 10
In Wang Ruoxie's palm, there were more than a dozen blood-red pills.

Wisps of blood linger around the pill, and you can even faintly see that there seems to be blood flowing inside the pill.

"This is... a monster blood pill?"

Ling Xiang asked with some uncertainty, although the blood of ordinary beasts can also be condensed into blood pills, but it will never look so round, and it is impossible for blood to radiate out.

Moreover, she could feel that the blood energy emitted by these blood pills was much stronger than the blood pills she had seen before.

"That's right, these are all blood pills that I condensed with the blood of first-order monsters. The energy and blood contained in them far exceeds that of ordinary blood pills."

Wang Ruoxie nodded with a faint smile and said.

With his current cultivation base, the blood pills of the first-level monsters are no longer able to have any effect on him, so these blood pills condensed with the painstaking efforts of the first-level monsters are all brought to Jishengtang for consignment.

"Great, with these magical liquid medicines and blood pills, Jishengtang's reputation will definitely be raised to another level."

Ling Xiang took the blood pill, and then said excitedly.

"This is just the beginning. As I said, if you choose to cooperate with me, you will never regret it. I will make Jishengtang the number one medicine hall in Wuyi County, and even the entire Zhennan Prefecture."

Wang Ruoxie smiled lightly and said.

Medicine liquid and blood pills are really nothing to him, and compared with those medicine halls that have alchemists in charge, Jishengtang, which only sells medicine liquid, still has a big gap.

As for Xu Hao, although he is a first-rank alchemist, he should have been promoted not long ago. It is estimated that the success rate of refining first-rank pills is extremely low, otherwise, he would not want to get his liquid formula.

"I believe."

Hearing Wang Ruoxie's words, Ling Xiang nodded solemnly.

She looked at Wang Ruoxie with a strange look, and she became more and more curious about the Seventh Young Master of the Hou Mansion who was rumored to be a useless person.

Not only did Wang Ruoxie raise his cultivation from the first level of the Body Tempering Realm to the eighth level of the Body Tempering Realm in just three months, he also possessed the terrifying strength to easily defeat the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

Moreover, it can also concoct divine medicinal liquid, and even use the painstaking efforts of monsters to condense blood pills.

She even suspected that the other party must have more secrets, and she was looking forward to how many surprises were waiting for her in the future.

After a brief conversation with Ling Xiang, Wang Ruoxie walked out of Jisheng Hall.

Then, he continued walking towards the front of the street.

A while later, Wang Ruoxie came to an extremely luxurious store. Right above the store door, there was a gilt plaque with three big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes - Xingyu Pavilion.

"The person who wrote this character can be regarded as an expert in calligraphy, but it's a pity that there is a bit of charm in it."

Wang Ruoxie looked up at the plaque, then murmured.

"Hehe... Where did the lunatic come from, to dare to speak such nonsense, do you know who wrote this word."

At this moment, there was a sudden sneer, and Wang Ruoxie turned his head to look, only to see that it was a young man in a Confucian robe.

"Could it be you who wrote it?"

Wang Ruoxie smiled lightly and replied.

"It's ridiculous, who doesn't know that the three characters of Xingchen Pavilion were written by Huang Yuze, a great calligrapher."

With a bit of contempt in the young man's eyes, he said again: "You must be just a dude from a good family background. How can you understand the beauty of calligraphy? I'm afraid you have never even heard of the name of Master Huang."

"Well, I really haven't heard of it."

Wang Ruoxie nodded and said, "However, I still know some calligraphy. I don't know if the person who wrote these three characters is calligraphy, but I do know that these three characters are indeed tangible and spiritless, and lack the characters themselves. spirit."

"Absurd, words are words, how can I get my own charm."

The young man snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "I don't know the so-called guy, since you say you know calligraphy, you dare to compete with me. Although my calligraphy is far behind Master Huang, it is enough to give you a long-term experience."

"Not interested in."

Wang Ruoxie said lightly, and then walked into the Xingyu Pavilion without bothering to pay any attention to the other party.

Xingyu Pavilion is the largest shop in Wuyi County City, naturally there are many people who come to trade, there are at least thousands of people in the whole hall, it seems quite lively.

"Arrogant boy, stop for me..."

But the young man was unwilling to let go, and even chased him in.

"Isn't this Su Weicai and great talent? Who is he chasing after?"

"I heard that this talented man from Su is good at writing calligraphy, he is arrogant and looks down on others, and he wants to worship Huang Yuze, a master of calligraphy."

When people around saw this scene, they were all talking about it.

"Do you dare to compare with me? If you don't, immediately admit in front of everyone that you are blind and slander everyone Huang."

At this time, Su Weicai quickly rushed to Wang Ruoxie, blocking his way.

"Okay, since you want to compete, then I can agree, but what if you lose?"

Wang Ruoxie frowned, he didn't expect his words to provoke such a troublesome guy.

"Joke, how could I lose, if I really lose, I will immediately kneel down and kowtow to worship you as my teacher."

Su Weicai sneered and said.

"It's fine to kowtow to apprentice, if you lose, then don't appear in front of me again."

Wang Ruoxie shook his head and said, he doesn't like this kind of sour person who is arrogant and arrogant.

"Humph."

Su Weicai snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more, because he didn't think he would lose at all.

Immediately, Su Weicai asked the receptionist of Xingyu Pavilion to fetch two copywriting papers, as well as paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

A lot of people around also gathered around, all of them watching the scene with amused eyes.

Many of them knew Su Weicai. Although he had an extremely aloof personality, he did have some accomplishments in calligraphy. He could write rare and good characters. It is not impossible for him to become a master of calligraphy in the future.

As for Wang Ruoxie, it made everyone feel quite strange. He was about 16 years old. Although his handsome face was still somewhat childish, his temperament was extremely stable, mature, and even faintly revealed a sense of nobility. Make them feel invisible.

They were somewhat looking forward to whether this young man could really surpass Su Weicai in calligraphy.

At this time, I saw that Su Weicai's pen was like a dragon and a snake, every stroke penetrated the back of the paper, and the ink did not condense. Soon, a tiger character dancing like a dragon and a phoenix appeared on the paper.

"Okay, the writing power is full, the font is vigorous, this tiger character is vivid on the paper, not bad, not bad..."

At this moment, there was a sudden shout of applause from the crowd. Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a middle-aged man in a blue robe.

"It's Master Huang. I didn't expect Master Huang to come too."

"It's really lucky for Sansheng to be able to see Master Huang's true face."

Shouts of exclamation kept coming from the crowd, and then everyone looked at the man with respectful eyes. This man is Huang Yuze, a master of calligraphy.

"Late-born Su Weicai, meet Master Huang."

Su Weicai saluted Huang Yuze respectfully with an excited face.

"You are very good, and your handwriting is also very good."

Huang Yuze nodded with a smile, which made Su Weicai's face full of excitement, and then he looked at Wang Ruoxie proudly. Everyone even Huang said that his calligraphy is good, and the winner or loser is decided.

However, Wang Ruoxie just smiled indifferently, then picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and suddenly made a stroke.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in the hall.

With each stroke of Wang Ruoxie's writing, an invisible aura spread in the space and became stronger and stronger.

When he made the last stroke, the writing brush in his hand suddenly made a light clicking sound, and then it shattered completely, turning into a pile of powder.

"Roar!"

A roar of a tiger suddenly awakened everyone who had been completely shocked.

"This...could it be the legendary word Cheng Lingman, how is it possible?"

Huang Yuze exclaimed in shock, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

(End of this chapter)