Chapter 18
A shoutout for all our lovely patrons~
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If she had this flashy and enticing person as her disciple, she could basically run rampant in South Zhao Country. Furthermore, the alchemy furnace and medicinal herbs would also be a mere trifle.
More importantly, she had to deal with Han Shaoling, which would make getting a strong supporter necessary. It seemed that things were getting better for her.
And so, not able to survive the temptation, Bai Ye agreed to this absurd request.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Ye visited Xingchen's alchemy room and targeted his alchemy furnaces. She impolitely seized the best one— the Purple Sky alchemy furnace— and threw it into the spatial ring.
Bewildered, Xingchen s.n.a.t.c.hed the ring, smashed it and bit it, and was stupefied to not see any damage. What the heck was this thing?
Finally, Bai Ye swept away three third grade Burst Pills that could increase her attack speed. Ignoring Xingchen's all thunder and no storm bawling, Bai Ye went to his desk and wrote something.
"These are the refining steps and medicinal herbs needed for the Marrow Growth Pill. These herbs are very rare. Whether they can be found or not depends on your ability and understanding. Remember to burn this after reading it."
Staring at the distant figure, Xingchen stopped pretending to cry and his eyes became thoughtful…
The next day, the martial arts tournament kicked off. This tournament was held by South Zhao's
The partic.i.p.ants should be between fourteen and twenty years old, able-bodied and capable of martial arts. As long as these three conditions could be met, each household must have one person partic.i.p.ate in the tournament.
Before the game, partic.i.p.ants had to sign a life and death certificate. This attracted many people from different organizations and forces to come watch the tournament, because the scene was extremely lively!
The tournament would be in a different place for the children of the family of officials and for the children of the civilian population. Bai Ye went to the martial arts arena for the officials' children alone.
At this time, several young masters and young misses were lining up in two rows, signing up one by one.
It was Bai Ye's turn. Amidst the stunned gazes around her, she signed her name on the life and death certificate. She was about to turn away when she was stopped by a young lady dressed in green.
This was a person she knew. Rong Jia, the daughter of Imperial Guard Commander Rong Hai, who was also Bai Xiaoyan's henchman. She had beaten and abused the original Bai Ye along with Bai Xiaoyan more than once.
"Isn't this the famous Third Miss of the Prime Minister House? She actually didn't wash clothes and brush the chamber pot in her backyard today and instead came here to embarra.s.s herself. What's a piece of trash like you doing here, looking for a fight?"
With that, she covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes full of mockery.
The people around, who were originally astounded by the beauty of Bai Ye, immediately showed disdain on their faces while pointing at her after knowing that she was the rumored number one trash of South Zhao Country.
The noise in all directions made Bai Ye frown unhappily. In her life, she most hated the sc.u.m who looked down on others.
"A good dog doesn't get in the way of others. Get lost!"
"What did you say? You called me a dog? Say it again!" Rong Jia's voice became sharp and shrill. This lowly thing dared to satirize her in public!
Bai Ye's eyes were cold and she said in a heavy voice, "p.i.s.s off!"
"d.a.m.n trash, you're courting death!" Rong Jia's expression looked malicious. She couldn't stand being scolded and taunted by a piece of trash in front of everyone. Her hand threw a slap toward Bai Ye's face at once.
Rong Jia was a mere Martial Soldier at peak stage, her internal force orange-level, simply no match for Bai Ye.
Bai Ye didn't even bother to use her internal force. She unhurriedly brushed the corner of her white skirt and when Rong Jia's hand was about to touch her cheek, she quickly pinched the web between the thumb and forefinger of that hand.
"Wow, I can't believe she subdued Rong Jia with one move!"
"This beautiful woman could never be that good-for-nothing Bai Ye!"
"Rong Jia must have mistaken her for someone else. Look at her awkward expression. How funny!"
"Who told her to get into trouble? She deserves it!"
The mocking laughter around Rong Jia made her red, but her hands remained powerless, so she could only stare at Bai Ye, wis.h.i.+ng she could hack the b.i.t.c.h to pieces.