"You:………… Directly in the center! Bullseye!

Slovin stared blankly at Qian Jin, how was this possible? His exact thoughts had been grasped in an instant!

“No matter which one you intend to pursue…” Qian Jin sighed, “You had better return immediately and call off this experiment. Of course…” Qian Jin adopted a serious look, raised his right hand, counted on his fingers, and said, “If you can rush back within ten minutes, otherwise… the formulation of apothecaries, sometimes…” Qian Jin shrugged and sighed, “Can result in an explosion.” “Explosion?

Rush back?” Slovin wondered if he was dreaming, being lectured on his skill in pharmacy by a young warrior? How could this be?

And he was predicting the potion would explode! “Yes!

Rush back.” Qian Jin nodded very seriously, “If there is still time.” “Explosion?” Slovin laughed; it seemed this young man’s injuries were truly severe. Otherwise, how could a normal warrior utter such abnormal words?

Lideyork finally understood; Qian Jin was speaking in a tone of advice, but was actually lecturing or informing Mr. Slovin, the President of the Everflow Apothecary Guild, that his potion formula was flawed!

Oh, heavens above! Lideyork wailed internally, had Qian Jin’s head truly been struck and damaged by lightning?

“It seems…” Slovin nodded very cautiously, “I need to prescribe you more medicine for your brain. Unfortunately, when I came this time, this kid behind me only told me your bones were broken and you were severely wounded by combat techniques.

I didn't realize it was this serious. I need to go back and find a brain specialist to treat you with me.” Slovin retrieved four white jade bottles of potion from the medicine chest on his back: “Lord City Lord, these two slightly larger bottles are for external application on the wounds, and the two smaller ones are for internal use.

I didn't expect him to be this severely injured; I need to bring back more medicine for him, along with a Vice President, to help treat his injured head.” Lideyork accepted the potions and quickly nodded with a smile, “Then I must trouble President Slovin.” “It’s nothing.” Slovin walked out of the courtyard, turned back to look at Qian Jin standing in the yard, shook his head slightly, and sighed, “A very promising warrior, but it’s a pity his mind has been damaged. I wonder if it can be saved.” Qian Jin took a bottle of potion from Lideyork and sniffed it twice, “The potion is decent enough, but the excessive pursuit of rapid therapeutic effect… they don’t realize this actually wastes time.

The efficacy seems faster, but if you just added a bit of Six-Colored Grass, which can be bought anywhere on the street, the duration of the effect would be halved.” Lideyork stared blankly at Qian Jin; could this young man’s head truly be… Six-Colored Grass, that lowest-grade herb you could dig up anywhere in the fields— “Lord City Lord, I know a little about potions myself.” Qian Jin took out some Six-Colored Grass from his Combat Realm, crushed it between his fingers to extract the juice, and dripped it into the potion, “President Slovin worries too much about using high-grade herbs and completely ignores low-grade materials. Sometimes, it’s not necessarily the high-grade materials that yield the best results.” “You… understand potions?” Lideyork almost choked on his saliva.

What kind of warrior was this? Proficient in forging!

Powerful in combat! And now he claimed to know a bit about pharmacy?

Was he the son of the Star God? Mu Gui Wuxin watched Lideyork with a sly grin, secretly thrilled.

He had nearly lost control the first time this kid shocked him; now he finally understood how Fabredis, standing by at that time, must have felt. Great!

It was so satisfying! Watching a prominent figure who had seen it all being repeatedly stunned by a warrior so young… Mu Gui Wuxin couldn't think of anything more enjoyable to witness.

“Can you prepare a room for me?” Qian Jin smiled at Lituote, who was nearby. His injuries were truly unsuitable for resting in a carriage during the bumpy journey back to the Torrent Battle Fortress.

“Yes! Yes!

Yes!” Lituote snapped back to attention and rushed out of the courtyard to make arrangements, quickly preparing a clean and comfortable room and bed for Qian Jin. They carefully carried him into the room on a stretcher, then watched dumbfounded as the injured Qian Jin treated himself with precise movements, superior even to the master pharmacists hired by the Blacksmith Guild, requiring no assistance.

Lying on the bed, Qian Jin recalled the recent battle: a third Spirit Core! He actually possessed a third Spirit Core.

Then, judging by the way Spirit Cores foster Battle Souls, if he was fortunate enough to forge a Battle Soul in the future, how many Battle Souls would he possess? Perhaps three?

If he truly ended up with three Battle Souls, what would their forms and abilities be? Perhaps he would have to ask Uncle Enlack again, and participate in that supposed arena challenge of one versus one hundred.

One versus a hundred? Qian Jin was quite curious.

With the addition of the third Spirit Core, his strength had seen a significant improvement, even though his Battle Qi hadn't advanced. However, his rotational speed had already surpassed the limit of the so-called Nine Demon Slaying Battles.

Six times! Because of the third Battle Qi, Qian Jin felt the usage limit of the Heart of Earth Fire in a single day had increased to six times, and it could be combined with the other two Spirit Cores for a final, combined strike.

That single attack was completely superior to any warrior utilizing the Nine Demon Slaying Battles; even if Qian Wushuang was in the Nine Demon Slaying Battle state, Qian Jin was confident he would be the victor. Qian Wushuang’s Nine Demon Slaying Battle?

Qian Jin’s eyes lit up, a faint self-mockery curling the corner of his lips. What reason did he have to demand that the other party fight him on the same Demon Slaying Warrior level?

Fairness among warriors was only about strength; demanding the opponent match his level was merely a sign of cowardice. “Qian Jin, you asked for me?

Something up?” Mu Gui Wuxin pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Lord Lideyork of Everflow City, and Jun Wudao, the biggest gang leader in Everflow City. “Second Uncle.” Qian Jin bowed slightly without fully sitting up, watching the leaders of Everflow City’s major factions take their seats.

Second Uncle… Lideyork secretly observed Jun Wudao beside him, inwardly astonished; this kid really had connections everywhere. Steward Xian Qiang stood by the door, cautiously peeking into the room repeatedly.

This small room contained half of Everflow City’s powerful forces, all gathered because of the young man lying on the bed. Qian Jin offered another slight bow to Lideyork, his expression tinged with slight awkwardness.

He had only asked Lituote to call people earlier; he hadn't specifically invited the City Lord. What he planned to discuss was something that, under the laws of the True Strategy Dynasty, was absolutely illegal.

And now, the City Lord, who managed the laws of the True Strategy Dynasty in Everflow City, was sitting right here… Lideyork felt his cheeks grow hot. This time, Qian Jin hadn't invited him, yet he had shamelessly shown up.

He couldn't help it! This young man's current state was directly tied to his own chance of achieving Sainthood.

Even if he hadn't been invited… Lideyork pouted, he still had to stay shamelessly and cultivate some rapport with President Qian. Although Qian Jin had promised to forge a Soul Weapon for him, for insurance, it was better to maintain frequent contact.

The room fell into a strange silence. Lideyork was determined to stay shamelessly to foster a better relationship with Qian Jin, while Qian Jin was temporarily unable to open discussions about illegal matters with Mu Gui Wuxin and Jun Wudao.

“Ahem…” Lideyork cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence, and looked up at Qian Jin, saying, “President Qian, I believe the Lei family has already become a threat to Everflow City’s public security. If the Lei family continues to exist in Everflow City, public order will become very troublesome in the future.” Qian Jin’s eyes widened, staring stunned at Lideyork.

As expected of the City Lord! By shamelessly staying put, it didn't take him long to figure out what Qian Jin intended to discuss with the leaders of these two major factions.

“Hehe…” Lideyork rubbed the tip of his nose, a hint of smugness showing on his face. After all, he was a man who had clawed his way up to the position of City Lord; seeing this situation, he could slightly guess Qian Jin’s intentions.

In fact, if he were in Qian Jin’s shoes, he would probably do the same thing. “This kind of matter should normally be reported to the Divine Capital…” Lideyork drew out his words slightly, “But I fear that while waiting for envoys from the Divine Capital to arrive, the security in Everflow City will only deteriorate further.” Mu Gui Wuxin and Jun Wudao exchanged a knowing smile.

This was obviously going to happen. Qian Jin called them here today likely because he intended to completely eliminate the Lei family, even if it incurred some cost, it was better than constantly having to guard against them in the future.

“For the safety of Everflow City, I implore President Qian, President Mu Gui, and President Jun Wudao here.” Lideyork stood up, looking solemnly at the three of them, “The City Lord’s Mansion lacks the immediate strength to suppress the Lei family. I hope to borrow the power of the three leaders to coordinate actions with the City Lord’s Mansion, to spare Everflow City from security losses.” Qian Jin stared blankly at Lideyork; this City Lord’s decisiveness was truly swift.

He not only guessed Qian Jin’s intentions but also actively joined in. Smart move!

Mu Gui Wuxin sized up Lideyork from head to toe, inwardly praising repeatedly. As expected of someone who climbed to the City Lord’s throne!

Truly a capable man! In such a short time, he not only chose a side but also committed to supporting Qian Jin in taking down the Lei family.

“The City Lord’s devotion to Everflow City is admirable.” Jun Wudao stood up with respect on his face, “I, Jun Wudao, am impressed! The Wudao Society will certainly cooperate fully with the City Lord’s actions!” “City Lord, rest assured.” Mu Gui Wuxin rolled up his sleeves, revealing an arm thicker than an ordinary person’s thigh, “This time, I, Mu Gui Wuxin, will personally lead the troops from the Torrent Battle Fortress!

For Everflow City, I, Mu Gui Wuxin, will give my all!”