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The giant named Johnson wore heavy armor and his robust muscles looked extremely powerful. The heavy dark armor seemed as light as a feather and didn’t affect his movement.
“Johnson, keep the bastard alive but break him good!” Mary glared in the direction that she came from in hatred, and spoke lightly in a voice only heard by him as she headed towards the caravan, not bothering to waste one more second on him.
“I can handle it, Miss! I’m the best at it!” Punching his chest, the bald man chuckled cunningly and reassured her.
“Let’s go!” The entourage of warriors immediately step forward inside the forest to find Leylin, with their dark looking tracking expert in the front, but unknown to them as well as anyone in the camp a sharp pair of eyes were locked on them.
Leylin who was sitting cross legged on a tree branch a few meters away from the prying eyes of the cultivators, opened his eyes.
“Good, you are separating. It would be more convenient to deal with this bunch then and steal the treasure from that guy.” Leylin thought as he glanced at the leaving group which was being lead by a searcher who was in turn fooled by Leylin prior arrangements.
Leylin then turned his gaze and stared at the medicine slaves at a distance.
Those slaves mostly came from poor families. In order to survive, they had no choice but to sign the contract with Mary Dunn, selling themselves as slaves. If they were lucky enough to survive the first six months, not only could they regain their freedom, but they would also get paid 200 Purple Crystal Coins. If they were unlucky and died from medicinal trials, their family would receive the money instead.
In the Grace Mainland, one Black Crystal Coin was equal to 100 Purple Crystal Coins, which equaled 10 thousand Blue Crystal Coins. The yearly income of an average citizen was merely 5-6 Purple Crystal Coins. 200 Purple Crystal Coins were almost the savings for 40 years of work in another job.
Upon signing the contract, their family would receive 50 Purple Crystal Coins on the spot, with the rest paid within the next six months. If something unfortunate happened, their family would be compensated regardless. It might take someone’s entire life to make 200 Purple Crystal Coins. But for the medicine slaves, all it would take is six months of painful suffering. It was all worth it. At least that was what they thought…
However, when they signed the contract, it never occurred to them that the medicinal trials would be so cruel and tormenting. Every few days, some of them would drop dead in the most horrible way. This made them so terrified that they began to make their own secret plans.
But a contract was a contract. Once they signed their name on it, there was no way out. This meant, for the next six months, the Dunn family owned their lives. Any attempt to disobey the contract, or escape from the Dunn family, the Dunn family would have the right to kill them.
There is no such thing as a free lunch. It was already too late for them to recognize the danger of these medicinal trials. They had no choice but to accept all the pain as well as their miserable fate.
Leylin knew that none of these slaves would make it and he had no interest in changing their damned fate. Sooner or later, they were going to die. Maybe tomorrow, or maybe later. He knew they were powerless to change all this.
Leylin finally frowned as he took a quick glimpse at Master Kurt sitting in the sedan atop the Ground Dragon, then quickly moving away from his eyes.
From him and his companion beast, Leylin could feel a dangerous premonition meaning he can be a deadly foe in his current power level.
“Divide and conquer, step by step. I guess you are the final boss in this mission.”
There were five White Medicine Bottles embroidered on Master Kurt’s chest, which meant that he was a Level-5 Mortality level alchemist. In the Grace Mainland, an alchemist was even more distinguished and rarer than a Warrior.
Every alchemist had to be a Warrior. The medicine they refined could help enhance a warrior’s capability. Some special pills refined by a small number of extraordinary alchemists could even enhance a warrior’s Martial Spirit.
Compared to the 10 levels among warriors, the ranking of alchemists was based on their expertise in the field of medicine. There were five categories of alchemists in the Grace Mainland; Mortality, Mystery, Soul, Royalty, and Divinity. Under each category, there were seven sub-ranks.
Every alchemist would carry a special token corresponding to his ranking. Alchemists of the Mortality Category would be embroidered with White Medicine Bottles on their chests. Mystery Category – Red Flames; Soul Category – Medicinal Herbs; Royalty Category – Wonder Pills; and Divinity Category – Medicinal Cauldron. There were five White Medicine Bottles on Master Kurt’s chest, so it was clear that he had the expertise of a Level-5 Mortality alchemist.
Since the medicine provided by alchemists could enhance the Profound Qi inside a Warrior, this small group of people held a prestigious status among all warriors. Due to the low number of alchemists, every group was desperate to hire a good alchemist, which made the alchemists even more revered and exceptional.
As a Level-5 Mortality alchemist, Master Kurt was invited by Mary Dunn from Medicine Valley within the God-blessed Empire. Like the Lenoir family, the Dunn family were also one of the five distinguished families of the Merchant Union. The Dunn family were famous for their own Martial Spirit which had the power of lightning. A lot of people from the Dunn family were naturally born with the Lightning Martial Spirit, which would improve with the growth of their own skills.
Mary Dunn was from the youngest generation of warriors born with the Lightning Martial Spirit from the Dunn family.
The Dunn family were working in the medicine business within the Merchant Union. They never stopped searching for great alchemists for their own use, no matter where these alchemists came from. However, most alchemists had peculiar personalities and weird demands. Above all, they were the haughtiest people on Earth and held very high opinions of themselves. Therefore, very few of them would accept the influence of powerful families like the Dunn family, and thus the Dunn family had tasted more failure than success when recruiting these alchemists.
Although Master Kurt was merely a Level-5 Mortality alchemist, the Dunn family had exhausted every means to convince him. Nobody knew what Mary Dunn had offered this time in order to persuade Master Kurt to leave Medicine Valley and come and work for them.
However, Master Kurt was not the type of person who was fond of the orthodox ways. He was more interested in crooked ways of applying his skills to make poisons. However, the production of the finest poisons required a huge amount of medicinal trials, and the subject must be a living, breathing human. This was why these medicine slaves existed.
“I guess he is kinda like a black wizard potion master, but before someone like me, he is way too low level. I myself is quite interested in the arts of alchemy, potionerring, herbology, chemicals, poison etc. of this world!” Leylin thought for a while as his long last passion for potionerring was stirred once again. Leylin is a certified high level grandmaster alchemist, potion master, formation master, spell master etc. for him acquiring knowledge from another world is extremely alluring.
“Let’s move!” The group of warriors disappeared in the forest and with Mary’s order from the distance, the left over resting warriors all stood up and got ready for the march ahead.
The medicine slaves resting on the road side also quickly got up, for fear of the punishment they would face if they didn’t manage to keep up.
Leylin stood up, still and silent. He took a glance at the woman who had the appearance of an angel but the heart of a scorpion and unnoticedly snorted.
In the Merchant Union, the relationship between the Dunn family and the Lenoir family was not that smooth. The fifth uncle of Mary Dunn as killed by Tread Lenoir three years ago due to a dispute over the mining rights at a mountain. After that, the Dunn family started a relentless vendetta against the Lenoir family, causing the death of dozens of Lenoir family members. With this kind of hatred rooted between these two families, there were endless conflicts and fights going on.
Leylin understood that Mary would release even more warriors in the woods making sure to seal his fate if his identity was ever discovered. But luckily the original owner of his body kept a low profile. He was not endowed with a Martial Spirit, didn’t take much interest in the martial fights, and barely showed up to any martial activities organized by the Merchant Union. Therefore, there was no way that Mary Dunn would ever recognize him.
As night fell, the moon was like a silver plate floating in the dark sky, accompanied by several sparkling stars.
The Dunn family troop was camping and resting by the river. The Ground Dragon was resting quietly with only the sound of its heavy breathing permeating the air. The Dunn family warriors were gorging themselves on dried meat and laughing aloud in a perverted way, exchanging gossip about some notorious whores in a Merchant Union’s brothel.
“Let’s deal with the fishes in the pond first and gain some levels.” Leylin turned around and swiftly moved.
“Whoo!”
With Leylin’s fast movements, the air around him was split in half and he soon gathered a strong wind around him. He could hear the sound of air flow getting louder and louder next to his ears.
In this part of the Dark Forest, there were no tall trees, nothing but low bushes which seemed to continue on forever. One couldn’t see the end of them.
With a strong movement of the Profound Qi inside the veins in his legs, Leylin felt like they were full of power. Every time he stepped hard on the ground, he would fly up as light as a feather and flew several meters forward. Leylin couldn’t help but admire this amazing power of Profound Qi and was more and more determined to become a great Warrior.
Soon, Leylin catch the glimpse of the silhouette of the warriors sent to capture him.
[Recording is done, defragmenting in process!] The A.I. Chip’s voice sounded.
“A.I. Chip, transmit the analyze and modified spell models over!” After this period of continuous research, the A.I. Chip had already analysed the lightning spells completely and formed ways to recreate the spell with Profound Qi as basis. The last step was to transmit the information into Leylin’s hippocampus which would then enable him to grasp the rank 0 spells immediately.
[Beep! Transmitting in progress!] With the A.I. Chip’s mechanical voice replying, Leylin felt a lot of memories regarding the techniques and procedures of casting the spells surfacing in his mind.
Every step felt extremely familiar. It was as if they were personally practiced by him countless of times.
“Bring out the data of the rank 0 spells!”
“Verdant Crescent Blacklash: rank 0 spell. Casting time: 2 seconds. Effective distance: 40 Metres. Consumption: 2 units of Profound Qi. ”
Profound Qi is the amount of energy particles that are stored within the body. It is limited by the upper limits of the physical and spiritual force of the vassals!
After the A. I. chip modifications, To cast a spell, one does not only need to use their Profound Qi as a primer but must also understand that the mysterious power within their body will be consumed as well.
Leylin suppressed his excited emotions, “A.I. Chip, Record in detail my spell casting process!”
