10: Transactions, accidents

He thought about it; rather than selling the Medicinal Pill to Zhenlong Pavilion, it would be better to sell it to Yang Yi.

In any case, Yang Yi's family was wealthy, so he could certainly afford it.

Seeing Chu Yuan's action, Yang Yi was speechless.

He had just told Chu Yuan not to eat random things, and in the next moment, Chu Yuan had swallowed this Medicinal Pill of unknown Origin...

However, Yang Yi also understood Chu Yuan's intention; he was afraid that Yang Yi wouldn't be at ease and wouldn't dare to eat it.

Subsequently, he imitated Chu Yuan's action and swallowed the Medicinal Pill in his palm directly.

Chu Yuan looked at him, just about to ask about the user experience.

Suddenly, he saw Yang Yi's face flush red, looking at him with a gaze of horror!

"Damn..."

Two streams of blood shot out from his nostrils instantly!

Chu Yuan was immediately shocked: "What happened to you!?"

Could it be that the Medicinal Pill used by a Cultivator is... highly toxic to a Martial Artist?

But that makes no sense! Both are objects rich in energy; in Chu Yuan's calculations, at most, some medicinal power would be wasted, but it absolutely shouldn't cause an accident!

"The medicinal power... is too strong!" Yang Yi painfully squeezed out these words and collapsed onto the ground with a thud; he felt like he was about to be killed by Chu Yuan's trap!

The massive energy rampaged within his body, brutally drilling into his bones and blood.

Waves of intense pain came, completely disregarding whether one could bear it or not...

"Hurry and take me to find the teacher!"

Yang Yi's skin began to tear, and spiderweb-like patterns appeared.

A large amount of blood rolled down from the surface of his skin, looking extremely terrifying!

After Chu Yuan figured out the cause, he immediately felt it was somewhat absurd.

But seeing Yang Yi's state, he didn't dare to delay, though he didn't take him to find the teacher either.

Setting aside whether there was enough time, the key was how to explain it?

Say that Yang Yi became like this because he ate a Medicinal Pill that he didn't know where he got from, and which had never appeared on the market...?

Moreover, this was a problem he had caused himself, so he should naturally solve it himself...

He leaned down, placing his palm tightly against Yang Yi's stomach.

Immediately, he felt the 'powerful' medicinal power that Yang Yi had spoken of!

It was strengthening Yang Yi's body, but it was indeed a reckless kind of strengthening!

This medicinal power was piling up inside Yang Yi's body, with absolutely no channel to vent it out!

Chu Yuan's palm emitted a faint fluorescent glow as he mobilized his mana and merged it into Yang Yi's body!

The originally 'powerful' medicinal power was instantly controlled and became docile; it seemed that under the constraint of a higher-level power, it turned from a fierce flood into a murmuring stream.

Then, drop by drop, in a relatively gentle way, it merged into Yang Yi's body, strengthening his Foundation and Origin...

This process lasted for quite a while, a full hour.

It wasn't until only the last bit of medicinal power remained in Yang Yi's body that Chu Yuan withdrew his mana.

After another moment, Yang Yi let out a long breath; ignoring the bloodstains on his body, he looked at Chu Yuan with a complex expression...

The two of them then fell into silence.

After a long time, Chu Yuan spoke apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't expect..."

A Martial Artist cannot refine a Medicinal Pill beyond their own ability; otherwise, it will damage their Foundation.

Otherwise, given Yang Yi's family conditions, he would have enough to buy more expensive and stronger martial arts Medicinal Pills to let him achieve a Breakthrough quickly!

He seemed to have fallen into a cognitive trap, always feeling that since everyone had just started cultivation, the Medicinal Pills he used should also be usable by Martial Artists.

This thought was so matter-of-fact that when he was promoting the Medicinal Pill to Yang Yi, he hadn't considered the concept of 'medicinal power too strong' at all...

Yang Yi said faintly: "It is I who should apologize... It's all my fault for being too weak, making you see a joke..."

Chu Yuan felt a bit awkward again: "But rest assured, I checked just now; the medicinal power has been completely refined!"

"It did not damage your Foundation!"

Yang Yi fell silent again, fished a pack of tissues from his pocket, and wiped the bloodstains off his face.

However, his hands were trembling violently...

It wasn't that he cared about the Foundation that Chu Yuan mentioned, but rather...

"You... have reached the Inner Breath Realm?"

The first two Realms of the Martial Dao at most only have Qi and Blood; it is absolutely impossible to achieve energy projection.

Let alone infusing energy into someone else's body to help them refine a Medicinal Pill...

But just now, he was only in pain and hadn't passed out, so he could naturally feel everything that was happening to him!

If it weren't for the phantom pains still present in his body, Yang Yi would even feel like he was dreaming, dreaming an unrealistic dream!

How could there be anyone who could reach the Inner Breath Realm within less than a week of starting cultivation?

Even the most Genius person couldn't do it!

Because the human body's absorption of energy ultimately has a limit...

Being ten times faster than the average person's cultivation speed is a Genius, then what is being ten times faster than a Genius? A monster?

Chu Yuan knew himself that his current combat power had not yet reached the Inner Breath Realm.

But he still nodded: "I suppose so..."

"Yes is yes, no is no! What do you mean 'suppose so'!?" Yang Yi exclaimed.

"It just means... I just had a Breakthrough."

"I... you..." Yang Yi seemed a bit at a loss for words, and in the end, he inexplicably said: "How do you plan to sell the Medicinal Pill?"

"Forget it, you can't refine it; it was my lack of consideration."

"Then don't you have after-sales service?"

"You mean, I help you refine it?"

"Anyway, it takes less than an hour each time... You have that much time, right?" As he spoke, Yang Yi's gaze became burning.

After the shock, he had already perceived the situation inside his body!

Qi and Blood were full, and his breathing was long and steady!

With a Medicinal Pill like this, refining it two more times... no, maybe just one more time! He would be able to reach the Qi and Blood Realm!

Chu Yuan considered it seriously; taking out an hour every day was indeed not a big deal: "That's not impossible..."

"Two million for one Medicinal Pill! One million for one session of after-sales service! How about it?"

"Deal!"

"This vajra pill has never appeared on the market, so I don't know how to price it;

regardless of whether it's high or low, neither of us will lose out..." Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, then deliberated before speaking: "Since you came to find me for the transaction, you probably don't want others to know."

"That's right, so..."

Yang Yi cut him off: "I will keep it a secret for you; not even my dad will know!"

He wasn't stupid; he knew that Chu Yuan must have secrets.

Whether it was the vajra pill, the Inner Breath Realm, or... that special energy technique to help others refine medicinal power...

Perhaps he had obtained the Legacy of a powerful Martial Artist, or perhaps he had been taken in as a Disciple by some expert.

But considering that Chu Yuan was still a high school student and had no chance to go outside of Chenyang City, the probability of the former was very small...