Chapter 233: Check the Goods, I'm in a Hurry

[Wind God Vajra Legs (First-Rate), learn?]

"Yes."

In an instant, waves of warmth surged into Yang Ling's brow.

His mind was suddenly flooded with memories of the Wind God Vajra Legs.

[Inherit the proficiency of the Twelve Paths Vajra Legs?]

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, the Wind God Vajra Legs' proficiency began to skyrocket.

Yang Ling had accumulated a hundred and sixteen thousand, one hundred proficiency points for the Twelve Paths Vajra Legs.

At this moment, half of it was inherited by the Wind God Vajra Legs.

Within a short span of time, notification messages kept popping up.

"Congratulations! Wind God Vajra Legs has advanced to Beginner's Insight."

[Beginner's Insight: +10 Strength, +10 Agility]

"Congratulations! Wind God Vajra Legs has advanced to Comprehensive Mastery."

[Comprehensive Mastery: +20 Strength, +20 Agility]

"Congratulations! Wind God Vajra Legs has advanced to Flawless Proficiency."

[Flawless Proficiency: +30 Strength, +30 Agility]

In the end, the Wind God Vajra Legs' proficiency reached:

46,950/100,000

"So damn satisfying, so exhilarating!"

Yang Ling's entire body felt light and refreshed.

He had learned another First-Rate martial arts technique.

And had even advanced it to [Flawless Proficiency] in such a short time.

"Just over fifty thousand proficiency points, and I'll break through to Skilled!"

"I wonder if the White Horse Pharmacy has enough Spirit Nurturing Pills in stock."

"If not, I'll head back to the Prefectural Capital and get a hundred Spirit Nurturing Pills. With my ten, that'll be enough to push Wind God Vajra Legs to Skilled."

"A dual attribute boost of fifty points... My strength would be on par with Lu Yunchen's... Actually, I'd even surpass him in Agility. Plus, I have a two-times critical hit skill."

"Lu Yunchen is considered the top of the Lower Sixth-Rank. Nationwide, among the same rank, only twenty or so can beat him. That's what Zhao Xun said."

"Looks like that list of twenty-odd just gained one more."

Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's so funny?"

Shen Shuyan looked on, startled and suspicious.

This guy had been crouching there for a while, and now suddenly he let out such a weird laugh.

Had he thought of some new way to torture him?

"Good thing my injuries have healed a bit over these past few days."

Shen Shuyan felt a secret relief.

As a Seventh-Rank expert, his physical constitution far surpassed an ordinary person's.

After circulating his energy to heal for several days, his body had recovered about thirty to forty percent.

With a bit more time, he could fully restore the injury in his chest to eighty or ninety percent.

"Just thought of something happy."

Yang Ling stood up and walked toward him.

Casually, he beat Shen Shuyan up again.

Every single blow was perfectly placed, worsening Shen Shuyan's injuries to the point where he couldn't die but couldn't move a muscle either.

Shen Shuyan had absolutely no mental preparation. Though the beating hurt like hell, he was also utterly confused.

Thinking of something happy? Why the hell did he have to beat him for it?

Shen Shuyan felt like his spine had been knocked out of alignment.

Just trying to move a foot sent a jolt of excruciating pain through him.

Meanwhile, his left foot seemed to have lost all feeling.

His collarbones in both arms were also broken.

Even moving a finger was agonizing.

He said weakly, "You Ironclad Department bastards are even more brutal than us Heavenly Wolf Guard."

"Why did you suddenly go so hard on me? I've already spilled every single thing you wanted."

"I want to make it to your capital alive more than you do. I'm not running."

"You're being honest? If you're so honest, then why didn't you tell me that Lan Jiao, the Director of the Second Division of the Bandit Apprehension Division in the Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department, is a Rong Tribe spy and the branch leader of the Immortal God Sect in Changhe Prefecture?"

Yang Ling sneered, "And you call yourself an honest man?

If we're being real, I'm the true honest one. I could tell you were faking from a mile away."

Little White also came up to Shen Shuyan, brandishing its mantis forelimbs as if threatening him.

Shen Shuyan stared at Yang Ling in disbelief, a sliver of fear slowly creeping into his heart.

Ever since he had climbed, step by bloody step, over countless corpses to become Copper Two,

He had thought he would never fear anyone again.

Even when facing experts far stronger than himself, at worst he would just curse them as reckless brutes in his heart.

But now, he was afraid.

Was this person in front of him a man or a ghost?

He had never left this place, so how did he suddenly know Lan Jiao's identity?

"Did you already know about Lan Jiao's identity?"

Yang Ling: "Obviously."

Shen Shuyan: "Then when I was writing that list, why didn't you just tell me directly?"

Yang Ling: "I wanted to see if you really meant to confess and get leniency. Turns out, I'm quite disappointed."

"Was there really a need to beat me like this? In front of you, I have no way to escape anyway."

Shen Shuyan fell silent for a long moment before speaking.

"I'm going out for a while. It'll probably take half a day. If I don't beat you up and you run away, what then?"

Yang Ling chuckled. "Little White, keep an eye on him. If he tries to escape, slit his throat and finish him off."

Little White mimed the action again.

Its forelimb, sharper than any blade, swept past Shen Shuyan's throat, the wind itself feeling fierce and deadly.

...

Green Mountain City, White Horse Pharmacy.

Yang Ling's disguise was so thorough that even if Wu Xiaochen stood right in front of him, he wouldn't recognize him at first glance.

"The White Horse Pharmacy's Spirit Nurturing Pills are average in quality and inconsistent, but they'll do in a pinch."

Yang Ling's expression under his bamboo hat was thoughtful.

Huang Sihai hurried over. When he saw the mysteriously dressed figure before him, a hint of suspicion immediately flickered in his eyes.

He kept his composure, cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Honored guest, I hear from the staff that you wish to do some major business with us?"

"Mm, a deal of epic proportions."

Yang Ling's voice was hoarse.

He had slightly altered his vocal cords with his internal force.

This was one of the side abilities granted by his Spirit attribute reaching 200 points.

Micro-Management control made this sort of trick effortless.

If he wanted, he could even mimic a woman's voice.

"Could the honored guest be more specific?"

Huang Sihai's gaze had already turned unfriendly.

This guy talked exactly like those swindlers who came around fishing for handouts.

First, they'd brag and boast, then ask to borrow a tael of silver for traveling expenses, saying they'd bring the goods back later.

"How many Spirit Nurturing Pills do you have here? I'm buying the entire stock."

Yang Ling said flatly.

Huang Sihai was stunned for a moment, then let out a light laugh. "Honored guest, although our White Horse Pharmacy isn't large, we do sell about one to two hundred Spirit Nurturing Pills in a year."

"And as luck would have it, this year's shipment just arrived. I'll sell them to you at a discount."

They actually have some?

Yang Ling felt a surge of joy. He wouldn't need to make another trip to the Changhe Prefectural Capital after all.

This was perfect. It wouldn't easily expose his whereabouts.

"I'll take every last one you have. Give me the quantity and the price."

Yang Ling said.

Huang Sihai's tone grew more and more mocking. "A total of one hundred and thirty pills. We were originally planning to sell them slowly at White Horse Pharmacy, since this item is extremely difficult to acquire. Without connections or backing, you can't even find a place to get stock!"

"But since the honored guest wants them all, I'll be straightforward. Each pill is five hundred taels of silver, totaling sixty-five thousand taels.

"So, honored guest, pay up. Cash on delivery."

Seeing this, Yang Ling took out ten Foundation Consolidation Pills and placed them on the table. "The Spirit Nurturing Pills from your White Horse Pharmacy are average quality. Sixty-five thousand taels isn't cheap, but I don't really care."

"Here are ten Foundation Consolidation Pills, top-grade quality. Something you can't buy even with money and connections."

"They're more than enough to exchange for your one hundred and thirty Spirit Nurturing Pills."

"Check the goods. I'm in a hurry."

Huang Sihai stared wide-eyed at the Foundation Consolidation Pills on the table, gasping sharply inwardly.

"This can't be a fake, can it?"

Huang Sihai said cautiously.

Yang Ling was a bit surprised. "You've never seen a Foundation Consolidation Pill before?"

Huang Sihai's face flushed red, and he immediately said, "Honored guest, let me go fetch our master. Please wait a moment."

[Tap to encourage, brothers.]