Zhao Xue kept retreating, barely managing to parry Zhao Shuning's attack in a sorry state.
The advancement of spiritual power could also enhance a cultivator's appearance and temperament. At this moment, Zhao Shuning's skin was as fair and smooth as jade. Without any makeup, she looked like a little fairy stepping out of a painting.
"Thin eyebrows like autumn waters, jade-like skin accompanied by gentle breezes."
In the crowd, someone murmured this line softly.
However, the look in this little fairy's eyes was a bit overbearing and fierce, clearly showing a sign of "keep away from strangers" on her face.
The little girl landed gently, but most of her boots were already damaged.
"You? Just now?"
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao."
"You used me?" Zhao Xue was furious.
"Yes." Zhao Shuning didn't try to hide it and readily admitted.
"You little girl, why are you so scheming?"
If she wasn't, wouldn't her life have been in vain?
"Uncle Zhao, do you think I'm really that brainless and arrogant enough to challenge you head - on? Do you think I said those words to provoke you just for the sake of it?"
Zhao Xue looked at Old Zhao, but Old Zhao remained calm. For the Zhao family now, Zhao Shuning was the treasure in everyone's heart.
She was capable, intelligent, and brave.
At this moment, Zhao Xue was completely disgraced.
Zhao Shuning's astonishing talent far exceeded that of dozens of Zhao Zheng in his prime. People like him who had to advance through hard work were no longer her opponents.
"Uncle Zhao, it seems you hate me very much?"
"You beat Xiangxiang so badly. How can she participate in the spiritual power trial at the Misty Rain Tower half a month later? Zhao Shuning, you've ruined Xiangxiang's future!"
As he spoke, Zhao Xue lunged at Zhao Shuning again.
This time, he resorted to close - combat, which made everyone secretly curse him for being despicable.
The outcome of the previous move was already clear, but now Zhao Xue was so angry that he didn't care about the rules. He just wanted to teach this arrogant girl a lesson.
Zhao Shuning had already reached the second rank, and with her rich combat experience from her past life, she wasn't the least bit flustered by Zhao Xue's close - range attacks. Moreover, she had her spiritual power as a backup.
During the fight, Zhao Shuning noticed that many of Zhao Xue's meridians were blocked, which explained why he had been struggling to reach the third rank despite years of hard work.
Zhao Shuning paused in her thoughts. If there was a First - Rank Red Blood Royal Pill, he might have a chance to break through the shackles.
When Zhao Xue stopped, he was exhausted and knelt on the ground, while Zhao Shuning remained unscathed.
"How long have you been a second - rank spiritual pharmacist?"
Zhao Shuning actually walked up to Zhao Xue, stared at him, and asked this question.
They spoke in a low voice, so people standing far away couldn't hear clearly.
"Six years. What's it to you?"
Zhao Shuning then grabbed Zhao Xue's hand and placed her little hand on his wrist. Just as Zhao Xue was about to scold her for being disrespectful, he was intimidated by the serious look on the little girl's face.
"Your meridians are not fully opened, and your blood vessels are blocked. Without external help and spiritual pills, you'll only remain a second - rank spiritual pharmacist for the rest of your life."
Zhao Xue was shocked by Zhao Shuning's words. Seeing her serious expression, it didn't seem like she was joking.
"Why don't you use the First - Rank Red Blood Royal Pill?"
"You make it sound so easy. Do you know how rare that thing is? Even if we used all the Zhao family's savings, we couldn't buy one."
"Why do you have to buy it? Can't you refine it yourself?"
Zhao Xue sneered. This girl Zhao Shuning was really talking nonsense. He knew that there were no more than twenty alchemists who could refine pills in the entire East Ze Wilderness. They were so noble that no amount of gold, silver, or spiritual stones could hire them.
Seeing the bitter expression on Zhao Xue's face, Zhao Shuning was also puzzled. "What? Are alchemists really that hard to find?"
"Harder than reaching the sky!"
This was strange. In her previous life as Ye Ling, she had adopted five children, and two of them had become sixth - rank spiritual pharmacists when they were only sixteen.
Since she had been living in Zhao Village since birth, Zhao Shuning really hadn't had much contact with the outside world.
"Isn't Ji Qinglin one of them?"
Hearing this name, Zhao Xue's expression turned extremely panicked. Then he said cautiously, "How can we even mention the name of an eighth - rank spiritual pharmacist! Little girl, don't blame Uncle Zhao for not warning you. It's not easy for you to have some talent. Don't ruin it because of your arrogance."
Zhao Shuning smiled inwardly. After four years, that little brat Ji Qinglin had already reached the eighth rank. It seemed that his talent was really good.
However, Zhao Shuning also knew how to refine pills. It was just that in her previous life, she had focused on cultivating her spiritual power and hadn't studied pill - refining later.
The little girl took a step closer, and Zhao Xue took a few steps back.
"Uncle Zhao, I'll find the First - Rank Red Blood Royal Pill for you. Will you promise me one thing?"