186: Chapter 186 Reunion of Old Friends, and the Reappearance of the Talent Awakening Stone

Ding.

Listening to the series of system notifications, Chen Yichuan was dazed for a moment before being overcome with wild joy.

"Haha, internal energy is great; I have to learn it."

"I didn't expect that breaking through to Minor Achievement would not only increase my basic attributes by 30%, but also add 10% internal energy damage. Not bad, not bad at all."

"'Xuanshui Vitality Enhancement'—this trait is awesome! It was well worth my two days of intense cultivation," Chen Yichuan muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curling up uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of the fact that the side effects of the mingxin pill hadn't kicked in yet, Chen Yichuan checked his personal panel while heading back to his wing room.

[Chen Yichuan: Male; Profession: Six Fan Sect Constable

Talent: Attribute Involution (Unique) (Growth-type)

Realm: Third-Grade Martial Artist

Strength: 289 (Attack 116)

agility: 285 (Speed 285)

constitution: 288 (HP 2880/2880, Defense 58)

spirit: 286 (Internal Energy 2620/2860)

Martial Arts Techniques: Profound Water Heavy Art Minor Achievement 0/300 ...Collapse

Free Attribute Points: 4

Current Location: Shuangjiang County, Qingshan Martial Arts Hall]

Hmm?

Seeing the data of 289 Strength points, Chen Yichuan's breathing grew heavy.

"Jie jie jie, I didn't expect my Strength attribute to involute all the way to 289. Not bad... I'm only 11 points away from breaking through to a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist in one go."

The path to becoming a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist was very close for Chen Yichuan.

He only needed to endure this 12-hour weakness period, and then he could frantically raise his martial arts realms and harvest attribute points.

It was simple.

On Chen Yichuan's current panel, there were still three Fourth-Grade Martial Arts and three Third-Grade Martial Arts, all at the Entry Level.

He just needed to turn some 'good brothers' into martial arts experience, and his attribute points would soar.

Click.

Lost in thought, Chen Yichuan had already reached his wing room and pushed open the door.

After closing it, he had just walked to the bedside when—thud—he collapsed headfirst onto the bed.

It was simple.

"Damn it, the side effects of the mingxin pill are hitting me."

...

The next day, late morning, the sun was high in the sky.

"Sigh, Head Escort Qian... do you think Brother Chen is really that deep of a sleeper? Even if he took a mingxin pill, the effects should have worn off after 12 hours, right?"

"He's still not awake? Is the bed really that comfortable?"

"I really want to show Brother Chen the talent I obtained not long ago." Fang Qing paced back and forth outside the door, his face full of an anxious desire to share.

As his voice fell.

Head Escort Qian and Zhang Fan, who had been standing outside since early morning, glanced at each other and ignored Fang Qing.

They didn't say a word, simply waiting quietly.

Yesterday.

Ma Sanhuang had reported to them that Chen Yichuan had finished his cultivation and hurried back to his room to rest.

The three of them had experienced game dungeons together; they barely had to think to know that this state was definitely due to taking a mingxin pill.

That was why the three of them were waiting here so early.

While the two were staying quiet, this old fellow Fang Qing started babbling again about showing off his new talent.

It annoyed Zhang Fan to no end, and he gave a low shout: "Qingzi, enough. Stop your babbling here."

"Instead of dealing 'friendly fire' here, why don't you go chat with those Beggar Sect scouts?"

Unable to stand Fang Qing's chatter any longer, Zhang Fan clutched his head with a look of helplessness.

"Hehe, isn't Brother Chen's seclusion almost over? You two just bear with it. I want to be the first to... show Brother Chen my new talent."

Just as he finished speaking.

Suddenly.

"Hmm? Talent? Qingzi, when did you get a talent?"

Chen Yichuan's confused voice suddenly rang out from within the wing room.

Hearing this voice.

The expressions of the three outside changed, and they instantly perked up, staring in unison at the room door.

Creak.

Chen Yichuan's figure immediately appeared in their sight.

Fang Qing's reaction was the fastest. The moment the door opened... he instantly used his Lightfoot Skill to rush forward. From the looks of it... he intended to give Chen Yichuan a big bear hug.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for so long, and he missed him dearly.

"Brother Chen, come, give us a hug!!"

Fang Qing opened his arms and rushed forward.

The scene of brothers meeting in a display of mutual affection that Fang Qing had envisioned did not happen.

Instead...

Bang.

Driven by a stress response, Chen Yichuan subconsciously raised his leg and kicked the 'hug-seeking' Fang Qing away.

"Puff, puff, puff."

"Brother Chen, was that really necessary? So much force? We aren't enemies, are we?" Patting the footprint on his clothes, Fang Qing had a long face, his expression full of misery.

Seeing this.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Chen Yichuan's face. "Ahem, sorry Qingzi, it was a subconscious reaction. Men should maintain a bit of distance."

"Besides... your home is in Chuan City!"

Chuan City?

Fang Qing froze for a moment and subconsciously looked at Zhang Fan. He spread his hands with a bitter face and said, "No? Brother Chen, I'm from Jiang City, we lived in neighboring communities."

"The one from Chuan City... seems to be Zhang Fan."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan nodded and said, "I was born in Chuan City but currently live in Hai City."

Chen Yichuan: "..."

After a moment of silence, he waved his hand and coughed lightly. "Ahem, that's not important... Qingzi, don't get so close to me next time, it's uncomfortable."

After saying that.

Chen Yichuan shifted his gaze to behind the three of them.

Not far behind them, there were four filthy beggars who seemed to be held captive there.

Seeing this, Chen Yichuan pointed and asked, "Brothers, what's this?"

Following his finger and seeing the four beggars.

Fang Qing originally wanted to say something, but Head Escort Qian, who had been looking for an opportunity, beat him to it.

"Oh, those beggars? Beggar Sect scouts!"

"Well... a few days ago I heard Brother Yichuan had offended the Beggar Sect, and there just happened to be Beggar Sect disciples wandering around the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall, so we captured a few 'tongues'."

"We're offering them to Brother Yichuan. I wonder if they'll be useful to you?" Head Escort Qian smiled faintly and said in a deep voice.

His bright, piercing eyes remained fixed on Chen Yichuan the entire time, not looking at the beggars at all.

It seemed he had something on his mind.

Head Escort Qian's little scheme was naturally seen through by Chen Yichuan. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Head Escort Qian, I've kept the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique for you."

"These beggars are very helpful to me. I'll teach you the martial art in a moment!"

Phew.

Hearing this, the corners of Head Escort Qian's mouth curled up slightly, his face full of joy. "Haha, I'll do as Brother Yichuan says."

"Qingzi, bring those beggars over."

Hearing Head Escort Qian's words, Fang Qing was stunned for a moment and muttered quietly, "I was just saying I'd let Brother Chen see my talent, why did the conversation go there?"

"Forget it, a good meal is worth the wait."

Despite his displeasure, Fang Qing still walked over.

Seeing this, the three of them shared a smile.

Then, Chen Yichuan asked Zhang Fan beside him with a hint of curiosity.

"Fan-zi, what's with Qingzi's talent? Did you guys find another talent awakening stone?"

Hearing Chen Yichuan's slightly surprised words.

Head Escort Qian didn't react much... he even thought that the reason Fang Qing could awaken a talent was because of the talent awakening stone he had sold to Chen Yichuan.

However, in the next second, Zhang Fan gave a light laugh and reached directly into the pocket at his waist. "It wasn't one stone, but two!"