456: Chapter 456 Qin Yan's formidable net worth!

When he first heard of the Taixuan Holy Land, he had also known nothing about it.

Thus, he gave a brief introduction of the relevant information regarding the Taixuan Holy Land.

From the origins of Taixuan Academy to its status within the Heavens and Myriad Worlds;

From the existence of experts above the Ninth Rank to the arrangements of the four-year academic system;

From the passage to the Yellow Springs Galaxy to those legendary Saints and Saintesses—

His explanation was concise and clear, yet enough to leave one shaken.

When the high-level officials finished listening to this introduction, every single one of them was so shocked they were speechless.

Experts above the Ninth Rank!

Taixuan Academy, one of the strongest powers in the Myriad Realms!

This... this is just too ridiculous, isn't it?!

If these words hadn't come directly from the mouth of Qin Yan, the Prodigy of Modu University of Martial Arts, and if the other party weren't already a bona fide Fifth-Rank Martial Artist, they would never have believed it.

An existence of this level had already exceeded the scope of their understanding.

As Qin Xiaoxi listened to this, her expression became even more worried.

She now understood the cruelty of the martial arts world.

In such a major power, the competition would surely be even more intense than at Modu University of Martial Arts.

Those geniuses from the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, those prodigies who had received top-tier cultivation since childhood, those children of great clans with deep backgrounds and countless resources—

If her brother went there, wouldn't he face many dangers?

“Brother...”

Qin Xiaoxi tightly gripped Qin Yan's sleeve.

“Will you... will you be in danger?”

Qin Yan looked at his younger sister, reached out to ruffle her hair, and said softly:

“I won't. You have to believe in your brother.”

Qin Yan comforted her, his voice gentle yet firm.

“I promise you, I will act with caution.

Furthermore, the Taixuan Holy Land is an academy, a place for teaching and nurturing people. I'm going there to Cultivate, to become stronger, and to pursue a higher martial Dao Realm.

I'm not going there to die.”

“Your current task is to Cultivate well and grow up well.

When I return in four years, I want to see a Xiao Xi who has become even more formidable.

When that time comes, the two of us siblings will protect this home and protect Mom and Dad together, okay?”

Qin Xiaoxi stared blankly into her brother's eyes.

Those eyes were currently exceptionally calm, deep, and confident.

It was as if nothing in this world could ever knock him down.

Under the gaze of those eyes, the worry in her heart actually dissipated bit by bit.

“...Okay.”

Qin Yan smiled and ruffled her hair, then turned his head to look at the several high-level officials of the association.

With this glance, he had already made his calculations.

He noticed that the gaze they directed toward him had become even more reverent.

Qin Yan knew that his goal had been preliminarily achieved.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

As the president of the Martial Arts Association, Wang Bing's ability to read people was quite powerful.

He keenly captured the flash of satisfaction in Qin Yan's eyes, and thinking back on the series of events just now, he suddenly understood something in his heart.

Qin Yan had been very calm from the moment he saw them, which meant he had known long ago that they would come looking for him.

And now, introducing the Taixuan Holy Land in front of them to establish prestige—each of these steps was purposeful.

He had also mentioned leaving home and being with his sister, Qin Xiaoxi.

Clearly, the other party had matters he wanted them to handle.

Thinking of this, Wang Bing already had an answer in his heart.

“Qin Yan, if you have any instructions, please speak. If I can help, I will certainly do my best.”

Wang Bing spoke, his voice solemn and sincere.

As the president, he naturally had to be the first to state his position.

And he was indeed willing to help—whether it was because of Qin Yan's potential or the background of the Taixuan Holy Land, it was worth his while to do so.

Hearing this, Qin Yan looked at Wang Bing with satisfaction.

The president was indeed the president; his reaction was fast.

He hadn't said anything, yet the other party had already guessed his intentions.

Dealing with smart people really saved a lot of trouble.

Qin Yan didn't speak; instead, with a wave of his hand, over a dozen bottles of Medicinal Pills appeared in his grasp.

Those jade bottles were pure white throughout, and one could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary items.

“These are some Medicinal Pills I refined; I'll give them to all of you.”

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he delivered the Medicinal Pills one by one to those association officials.

The association officials took the pills, initially a bit confused, but that quickly turned into shock.

They opened the bottle caps, and a rich medicinal fragrance immediately assailed their nostrils.

The scent was refreshing and gladdening, making one's spirit feel invigorated upon smelling it.

They looked down and saw ten crimson Medicinal Pills lying quietly in the bottle, each one round and full with uniform color.

“This is a blood refining pill, and they're all High Grade blood refining pills!”

One by one, the association officials looked at the pills in their hands, their eyes full of joy.

The blood refining pill was a third-grade pill specifically for the use of Third-Rank Martial Artists in their cultivation, capable of significantly increasing the speed of blood cultivation.

And a High Grade blood refining pill was the finest among blood refining pills; its medicinal effects were several times stronger than ordinary blood refining pills, and it had no side effects.

Qin Yan had given each of them three bottles!

With ten pills per bottle, that was a full thirty pills!

Thirty High Grade blood refining pills—this number caused everyone present to suck in a breath of cold air.

If they consumed all thirty, quite a few of them would be able to achieve a Breakthrough!

However, Wang Bing was even more shocked at this moment.

If he remembered correctly, what Qin Yan had just said was—these were pills he had refined!

He glanced again at the pills in their hands. That round pill shape, that uniform color, and that rich medicinal fragrance—he confirmed with a look that they were indeed the third-grade pill, the blood refining pill!

“Qin Yan, you refined these pills?”

Wang Bing's voice carried a hint of disbelief.

He knew Qin Yan was a martial arts Genius and knew that Qin Yan had taken an Alchemist as his master, but he never knew that Qin Yan was actually a Third-Rank Alchemist!

Moreover, to be able to refine High Grade blood refining pills, this was at least the Peak level of a Third-Rank Alchemist!

A nineteen-year-old Fifth-Rank Martial Artist and a nineteen-year-old Third-Rank Alchemist—what kind of Prodigy was this?

Qin Yan nodded.

In reality, these pills were not refined by him at all.

These pills were all harvests he had gathered from his many defeated opponents.

However, he was indeed a Third-Rank Alchemist now; he could also refine blood refining pills, he just couldn't be bothered to spend the time doing it.

As for why he said he refined them—there was no other reason than to increase his net worth.

A Martial Artist who could refine their own pills and a Martial Artist who only knew how to consume resources carried completely different weight.

The former represented self-sufficiency, resource cycling, and even greater potential.

He wanted these people to understand that he, Qin Yan, not only had strong strength but also other capabilities.

Qin Yan didn't give them much time to be shocked. With another wave of his hand, another pile of items appeared.

This time, it was Materials.

Several metal blocks of varying sizes and colors hovered quietly in mid-air.

Some were crimson, faintly emitting a scorching aura; some were deep blue, as if water ripples were flowing within them;

Some were silver-white, with a sharp intent pressing toward them...

(Everyone, I've fallen ill... I have to have a minor surgery tomorrow... the updates will be delayed again... it's painful...)