C502 (1/2)

The flashy youth that suddenly appeared in Marketplace was naturally Wu Hui's illusion. He had only wanted Song He to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, but he did not expect Song He to go all out and use a secret technique to raise his cultivation by two stars.

A secret technique that could help a warrior level up two stars was bound to have huge repercussions. This made Wu Hui feel that he was sorry about the Song Family, Song Ming.

But now that it was like this, he still had to continue acting on his own.

”Good brat, you actually have such a technique. However, if you want to defeat me, you are still lacking.” Wu Hui shouted and took the initiative to rush forward.

After Song He used the secret technique, all the Qi in his body surged, his face turned completely red, he also shouted out loudly, and his fist released an extremely powerful force, fearlessly rushing towards Wu Hui.

The two of them rapidly approached each other, and when they collided, a huge wave of Qi exploded out and a yellow figure flew out.

”Damn it!” I admit defeat. Brat, just you wait, I'll go call for someone! ” A flustered and exasperated voice sounded, and Wu Hui's figure had already disappeared into the crowd.

At this time, Song He's face alternated between green and red, and he finally couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. The aura on his body rapidly faded, and in the blink of an eye, he had fallen into the One-star Martial Cultivator realm.

”Brother Song, are you alright?” Zhao Xuer hurriedly walked forward and supported the crumbling Song He, and asked with a face full of concern.

Song He's face was pale and her lips were blue. Looking at Zhao Xuer who was concerned about her, she revealed a happy smile.

”Xu Er, I'm fine.” With that, Song He fainted.

Zhao Xuer grabbed Song He and walked out of the Marketplace.

Within the Marketplace, not far from this region where they had clashed, there was a young man dressed in luxurious clothing with a face full of depression. He was complaining to an ordinary-looking middle-aged man at his side.

”Martial Emperor Song, that Song He is after all, your Song Family's disciple and a genius.

Wu Hui's heart was indeed a little depressed. It was originally just a good intention, but it almost made Song He crippled. Using such a secret method, it would take at least a few months to recover.

”Hehe, Pill Emperor Wu does not mind, that Song He is just a junior disciple, no matter what Pill Emperor Wu does, it will not be excessive.” Song Ming had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care that his son was injured.

”Sigh!” Forget it, it's good that they succeeded, then Song He would definitely become his wife. Martial Emperor Song, this is a Profound Heaven Pill, it has a miraculous effect on the recovery of injuries, so I'll give it to Song He for his treatment. ” Wu Hui took out a Profound Heaven Pill and gave it to Song Ming.

The only pill that Wu Hui had refined in this period of time was this Profound Heaven Pill, and Profound Heaven Pill was a pill that had a miraculous effect on the injuries of warriors and below. Wu Hui had refined two batches, he was prepared for the worst.

”Oh, Profound Heaven Pill? This is the first time I've heard of it. ” Song Ming received the pill, his expression somewhat curious, but he knew that the pill Wu Hui took out was definitely not an ordinary one.

”Oh right, Martial Emperor Song, I plan to go to other regions with Riding the Teleportation Formation tomorrow. I still have a batch of pills that I want to sell.” Wu Hui said again after handing out the pills.

”Is the Pill Emperor Wu not going to stay in the Song Mansion for a few more days?” Hearing that Wu Hui was about to leave, Song Ming said with an anxious expression.

During the few days that Wu Hui had been in charge of Song Mansion, Marketplace's business could be said to have progressed at a tremendous pace. A few short days of hard work could be said to be equivalent to the gains of the past few years, and it also allowed Song Ming to make a huge profit.

”There are less than twenty days until White Clan Congress, there isn't much time left. Very few Martial Emperor here have come to request for pills, I'll go visit other places.” Wu Hui said again.

In the Northwest region, nearly all of the Martial Emperor's family's wealth had gathered in Wu Hui's hands. Those people no longer had the ability to purchase medicinal pellets, so Wu Hui naturally had to visit other regions.

It was just that on the second day, just as Wu Hui was about to leave, two more Expert of Martial Emperor came.

”Hehe, Iron Core Emperor, Lu Danhuang Emperor, both of you have come. My Song Mansion truly brings glory to our humble dwelling.” In the great hall of Song Mansion, Song Ming's face was full of smiles as he courteously greeted the two Pill Emperor.