This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!-Chapter 74 - : Trade

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Trade

[Rank: Level 7, 1%

Blood Soul: 63

Blood Soul Skills: Blood Rage, Blood Slaughter]

After advancing to level 7, Li Fei’s number of Blood Souls increased by 12, totaling 63, with a recovery rate of 6.3 Blood Souls every 24 hours.

Consequently, he could store even more Blood Evil Qi inside his body each day.

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He gathered his belongings and ran back home.

Once the Steel Armor Implant in his body had recovered, he performed another Strength Training session, then set off with his things.

Under the cover of night, Li Fei donned a black martial robe and a blue Evil Ghost mask, reentering Qingyuan Fist Village as the Green-faced Ghost.

Along the way, many who saw him showed signs of awe and kept their distance subconsciously.

His battle with the wolf pack had spread far and wide, and now the entire Qingyuan Fist Village knew of his formidable presence.

“Sir, this way, please.”

After Li Fei entered the Inner Village, a woman wearing a cheongsam came to guide him, leading him into a secluded venue.

This place was a resting area in Qingyuan Fist Village specially prepared for fighters on the ‘Heavenly Rank’ platforms; each Heavenly Rank fighter had their own private rest room here.

After the Dragon and Tiger Fight a few days ago, Li Fei was directly promoted from the Profound Level to the Heavenly Level, so he now had his own rest room in the village.

The welcoming woman led Li Fei to the room reserved for the Green-faced Ghost, hinting ambiguously that she could stay if he needed.

Li Fei, however, rejected her mercilessly.

He waited quietly alone in the room until Liu San knocked on the door:

“Green Bro, I’ve arrived.”

“Come in.”

Liu San entered and showed a smile upon seeing Li Fei:

“Green Bro, I’ve handled the task you assigned.”

With that, he pulled out a stack of cash:

“This is the money from selling those four Powerful Crossbows and Crossbow Arrows, totaling 537 yuan. You might want to count it.”

Li Fei took the stack of cash, didn’t bother to count it carefully, and handed thirty-seven yuan in change back to Liu San:

“Thanks for the hard work.”

“Hey, no need to be polite for something so small.”

Liu San waved his hand with a smile.

“Just take it; there are more tasks for you to handle later on.”

Li Fei spoke determinedly.

“Alright.”

Liu San didn’t decline further and took the money.

“Do you know of any market where they sell Elixirs?”

Li Fei asked.

“What kind of Elixirs?”

“Elixirs for Martial Artists.”

“There are some in the black market, but the quality is very poor. The really high-quality Elixirs are monopolized by the court and major powers.”

“The quality doesn’t matter; I plan to buy Power Transformation Pills in bulk. Help me find a suitable seller.”

Li Fei said.

He bought elixirs from the Martial Arts Hall, but the amount and type could be monitored by others. If he continued to purchase Power Transformation Pills in large quantities, it might raise suspicions, so he wanted to find an alternate source for the elixirs.

“About how many do you need? I need a number to help you bargain.”

Liu San asked.

“At least 300 pills to start.”

Li Fei said.

Each session of Strength Training consumed one Power Transformation Pill, and with seven sessions per day, that equaled seven pills.

If it continued for a month, it would consume over 200 Power Transformation Pills!

Liu San nodded, “Got it, I’ll take care of it.”

“Also, are there any high-quality Elixirs for sale on the black market?”

Li Fei asked.

He still had a bottle of Iron Essence Pill and a bottle of Bitter Elemental Pill to sell.

Liu San shook his head, “That’s rare. High-quality elixirs are usually not available for purchase. Even if there are sellers, it’s typically trade by barter.”

“Hmm.”

Li Fei pondered for a moment but decided to keep these two bottles of elixirs for now.

Since high-quality elixirs were seldom sold, if he suddenly put his up for sale, it would surely attract attention; hence, he abandoned the idea to avoid exposing his identity.

“Let’s leave it at that for now.”

He stood up, preparing to leave.

Currently, he was not short on money, so he had no plans to fight in the Fist Village for a while.

“Green Bro.”

Liu San suddenly called out to him.

“Anything else?”

Li Fei looked at Liu San.

Liu San cautiously said, “The people from the Tiger Saber Gang came looking for me.”

“Uh?”

“They said they wanted to talk to you and left a phone number.”

As he spoke, Liu San took out a piece of paper and handed it to Li Fei, on which a string of digits was written.

“Got it.”

Li Fei took the piece of paper and turned away.

After leaving Qingyuan Fist Village, Li Fei found a place with a payphone and dialed the number from the note.

The phone took over ten seconds to connect:

“Who is this?”

Zhang Mingze’s voice came through from the other end.

“You were looking for me?”

There was a pause on the other end before Zhang Mingze chuckled,

“So it’s Lord Green-faced Ghost, who’s currently riding the crest of fame.”

“Get to the point.”

“Hahaha, then let’s meet face-to-face.”

“Fine, I’ll be at Qingyuan Fist Village waiting for you.”

Li Fei decided on Qingyuan Fist Village as the place for the meeting since it was the only underground industry in Xing City not controlled by the Tiger Saber Gang.

Half an hour later, Li Fei met Zhang Mingze in a private room.

“What do you want?”

After sitting down, Li Fei cut straight to the chase.

Zhang Mingze had already grown accustomed to his style and said succinctly,

“We’d like you to kill someone.”

The room fell silent for a moment, and Li Fei looked at him calmly,

“Who?”

Zhang Mingze gave a slight smile, “A Third-Level Main Judge from the Court of Judicial Review.”

Li Fei’s pupils constricted.

“You want me to kill an official?”

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The Third-Level Main Judge was an eighth-grade official, a second rank in the fifth-grade official hierarchy, which ranked two levels higher than Li Lei’s rank before his promotion. Not too big, yet not too small.

In the bureaucracy, from a First-Level Clerk to a Second-Level Subordinate Official, this was the first Dragon Gate. The death of an insignificant clerk might not be a big deal, but the death of a sub-official was a different matter.

The Tiger Saber Gang asked Li Fei to kill a sub-official, clearly testing him.

If Li Fei were aligned with the court, this task would definitely not be executable.

But if Li Fei could complete this task, only then would he get the chance to access the more critical secrets of the Tiger Saber Gang!

“I don’t kill the innocent.”

Li Fei thought for a moment and spoke.

Interacting with the Tiger Saber Gang as the Green-faced Ghost seemed like a smart move. If he could get involved in more significant actions of the Tiger Saber Gang, he might find a way to counter them or gather important evidence.

Taking some risks to kill a sub-official seemed worth it.

But this did not mean Li Fei would act unscrupulously just to counter the Tiger Saber Gang. If necessary, he could find another way to deal with them.

Zhang Mingze’s expression shifted slightly, “Oh?”

Then he laughed, “Don’t worry, the person we want you to kill is a corrupt official who practices nepotism, treats lives like grass, and oppresses the people. It absolutely merits death. Killing him would be serving divine justice!”

The words ‘serving divine justice’ coming from his mouth sounded incredibly ironic to Li Fei.

He thought for a moment and decided to inquire further:

“What’s in it for me?”

“You can name your price.”

“I want a Third Level Protective Clothing.”

Li Fei said.

He wasn’t short of money at the moment, but there were some things hard to buy with money.

As the Green-faced Ghost, he couldn’t use a Steel Armor Implant, or it would risk exposing him, so he planned to get himself a set of Protective Clothing.

Made from the tissue of rare exotic beasts, First Level beasts corresponded to First Level Protective Clothing, Second Level beasts to Second Level Protective Clothing, and so on.

Although Third Level Protective Clothing couldn’t stop a bullet, it could block a close-range shot from a powerful crossbow and significantly weaken the kinetic energy of a bullet.

And this clothing was lighter than anti-stabbing clothes, covering a larger protective area, safeguarding the entire body. Worn by a Martial Artist, it would greatly enhance their defensive power!

“Lord, you’re really asking for a lot,” Zhang Mingze shook his head.

“If not, then let’s not work together.”

Li Fei countered.

He wanted to see how much the Tiger Saber Gang was willing to give up to recruit him…