Chapter 70 : Chapter 70
Chapter 70. Heaven-tier Cultivation Arts, Top-grade Medicinal Pills—These Are Just the Standard Package
“Holy shit! A Low Heaven-tier cultivation art!”
Tang Long cried out in shock as he stared at the Primordial Golden Bell Barrier in his hands.
Heaven-tier cultivation arts were not something he had never seen before, but the old men in his family guarded them like priceless treasures, clutching them tightly in their hands.
They only allowed juniors who had made outstanding contributions to the family to cultivate them.
As for him, a chubby homebody, he had only gotten two glances at them.
But he had never expected Brother Yichen to hand out a Heaven-tier cultivation art as a welcoming gift.
Was this the terrifying wealth of the number one great family in Huaxia?
Tang Long could not help revealing an envious look.
“Hero Chu, what rank is your cultivation art?” After his initial shock, he turned to look at Chu Xingchen beside him.
But with that single glance, he was so startled that the cultivation art in his own hands nearly fell to the ground.
“High Heaven-tier: Myriad Swords Return to Origin”
A High Heaven-tier art, second only to Divine-tier cultivation arts. What!??
Tang Long immediately began doubting life itself. His neck turned stiffly as he looked back.
“Brother Yichen, a-are you sure these cultivation arts are really our welcoming gifts?”
Jiang Yichen stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Just a small gift. What is the big deal? Take them.”
Tang Long squeezed his plump cheeks with both hands, crouched down, and stared at the Heaven-tier cultivation art on the ground.
“Dear God, this is a small gift? Mom, am I still on Earth?”
Chu Xingchen was stunned as well. As the Chu Family’s sword Dao genius, he had always been highly valued by the family.
That was why he had been allowed to cultivate the Low Heaven-tier Void-Splitting Sword Art. As for a High Heaven-tier art, even he had never seen one before.
But Jiang Yichen was giving one away as a welcoming gift?
Chu Xingchen glanced at the first page of Myriad Swords Return to Origin. Just a few lines of text were enough to shake him to the core.
Strong! This sword art is unbelievably strong!
“Jiang Yichen, now that I have accepted your gift, I will help you win the league championship.”
He could not bring himself to utter the insincere words of refusal. As a sword cultivator, aside from the sword in his hand, the second greatest thing he pursued was peerless swordsmanship.
Jiang Yichen smiled and nodded. “Good.”
A moment later, two more golden streams of light fell from the sky and landed in Su Linyu and Sleep God’s hands.
Seeing how excited Chu Xingchen and Tang Long were, Su Linyu could not help looking down at the cultivation art in her own hands as well.
“Sacred Art of Radiant Flame”: It can cultivate the Southern Radiant Flame, suppress all the fires in the world, and if the user dies, they may be reborn in fire.
The cultivation art did not state its rank, but the description alone left her stunned.
Just from the description, it was obvious that the Sacred Art of Radiant Flame was absolutely no lower than Heaven-tier.
With this one, plus Chu Xingchen’s and Tang Long’s, that already made three Heaven-tier cultivation arts.
If Brother Yichen handed them out like this, then if his father found out, he would probably be furious.
Heaven-tier cultivation arts were rare and precious. Every family guarded them like treasures, because they were part of a family’s very foundation.
This gift was far too valuable.
It was more valuable than all the gifts she had ever given Brother Yichen put together.
“Brother Yichen, my cultivation art is very powerful too, so you should take it back. I do not want to see you get beaten by your father.”
Su Linyu admitted that she wanted such an incredible cultivation art, but she cared about Brother Yichen even more.
Jiang Yichen did not take it. This girl always thought too much about him and never enough about herself.
“I carefully picked this gift out for you. Are you really going to disappoint my good intentions?” he asked with a smile.
Su Linyu froze for quite a while when she heard that, murmuring softly, “Brother Yichen carefully picked it out...”
Then an incomparably happy smile appeared on her face, and the thought of returning the cultivation art vanished at once.
“Then... thank you, Brother Yichen. I will definitely treasure it and keep it safe.” Even her voice was filled with happiness.
The others could not help shaking their heads. All they could do was marvel at how deep the Jiang Family’s reserves were if they could casually take out Heaven-tier cultivation arts like this.
By now, Sleep God’s drowsiness had faded. He stared blankly at the Grand Dream Scripture in his hands.
Use dreams as a metaphor for the world; awaken from illusion and be freed from it. One may cultivate within dreams and deduce Dao arts...
Why does this cultivation art not have a rank? Is it actually powerful or not?
While the five of them were still marveling over the cultivation arts, Uncle Feng was completely baffled.
What Heaven-tier cultivation arts?
The Jiang Family Martial Vault would never place Heaven-tier cultivation arts there. Those were all carefully preserved by the Chief Clan Elder.
The young master should not have been able to get his hands on them at all.
Then where had these Heaven-tier cultivation arts come from?
Uncle Feng was utterly confused. It could be said that ever since the graduation ceremony, every single thing the young master had done had become impossible to understand.
It was far too abnormal.
“All right, now that the welcoming gifts have been handed out, let us talk about the new team’s benefits package.”
Jiang Yichen cleared his throat twice and took out a Spatial Bag. Inside it were three hundred thousand basic top-grade medicinal pills.
There were still twenty-eight days left before the league began.
Three hundred thousand top-grade medicinal pills meant that each person could be allocated more than two thousand pills a day.
Jiang Yichen made a quick calculation in his mind, then took fifteen jade bottles out of the Spatial Bag, three for each person.
“These contain basic Blood Qi Pills, Spirit-Gathering Pills, and Soul-Nourishing Pills. They are also part of your benefits package.”
The five of them were not especially surprised at first, since they were only basic medicinal pills...
“Holy crap! Top-grade Blood Qi Pills!”
But in the very next second, Tang Long opened a jade bottle and his eyes nearly popped out.
The others heard him and opened theirs as well. Without exception, every single bottle contained top-grade medicinal pills.
Each bottle held seven hundred pills, making a total of two thousand one hundred.
It had to be known that even among basic medicinal pills, top-grade ones were extremely difficult to refine, and the success rate was very low.
And because top-grade medicinal pills left behind no side effects or pill toxin residue when consumed, their prices were correspondingly outrageous.
Training had not even begun yet, and they were already being given two thousand top-grade medicinal pills. The benefits were simply too good.
Lei Zhen and Sleep God were even more stunned. Even the Yanhuang Team had never enjoyed benefits like these before.
“Boss, I do not need this many either. Even if I took one a day for half a year, this would still be more than enough.” Lei Zhen still wanted to save money for his boss.
Su Linyu nodded as well. “Brother Yichen, I think we still need to make proper plans for the team’s long-term development...”
“Wait.” Jiang Yichen raised a hand to stop them. “Who said this is half a year’s supply?”
“Huh? Then is it distributed once a year?”
“No. This is your daily allotment. From today until the league begins, every one of you can receive two thousand one hundred top-grade medicinal pills every day. Understood?”
Jiang Yichen explained it in a calm tone.
But after those words, the training grounds fell into dead silence.
All five of them froze where they stood, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Tang Long swallowed hard.
More than two thousand top-grade medicinal pills per person, per day. Even the Huazhong Alchemist Association probably could not refine them fast enough.
And this was what he called a benefits package?
Any ordinary worker would cry themselves unconscious in the restroom.