Mercenaries in Two Worlds

"A fifth-tier spiritual pill, the Thunderfire Spiritual Pill!" Wang Er exclaimed in surprise, "How much would that cost?!"

This statement is enough to show that Wang Er is a novice when it comes to alchemy. He rarely sells third-tier elixirs at a price. Unless it's a large auction house, he usually prepares enough materials and hands them over to the alchemist in exchange for other treasures or favors.

Of course, this also reflects, from another perspective, that Wang Er came from the mountains and was a poor country bumpkin.

"I don't care how much it costs, you have to get me one if you want to live."

Zhang Qian had been talking to the green dragon lizard with his head tilted back, and his neck was sore. After moving around a bit, he wasn't so scared anymore. As long as it was still useful to the green dragon lizard, there was no danger. "Brother, this isn't a good idea. We couldn't even get one by selling our entire mercenary group."

"It's alright, just do your best." The green dragon lizard grinned wickedly. "Anyway, it's just death. The lives of you two little ants aren't worth much money."

"Alright, alright, I'll get you one." Since it was promised to be free, Zhang Qian waved his hand and readily agreed.

The green dragon lizard blinked its giant, spherical eyes. "Words are meaningless. I will plant a soul imprint in your mind. If you do not hand over the Thunderfire Elixir within five years, you will all die."

"Damn, you're not playing by the rules, bro. What happened to the trust we promised?"

"You're not enough to earn my trust. Come on, enough talk, relax."

Wang Er had been watching the two talking, and when he saw Zhang Qian suddenly look troubled, he wondered what had happened.

After Zhang Qian explained to him, the two fell silent, exchanged a glance, and seemed to have no other choice but to wait as long as they could.

“Okay, come on!” Zhang Qian took a step forward.

“No, let me do it.” Wang Er pulled Zhang Qian back.

"Alright, you come here." Zhang Qian chuckled and stood to the side with his hands behind his back.

Wang Er was instantly dumbfounded. Shouldn't they be showing each other courtesy? Why does Zhang Qian always act unpredictably?

"What I need is someone who understands animal language. You come here." The green dragon lizard stuck out its tongue and tapped Zhang Qian's head. A sticky, smelly saliva stuck to his head, making him feel nauseous.

Zhang Qian wiped his eyes a few times with his sleeve. "Hey, if you're going to talk, just talk. Why are you moving your tongue around?" Then he closed his eyes, looking like he was being led astray.

I was just joking when I said Wang Erlai was there; he's not the kind of person who runs away from things.

Wang Er, seemingly understanding something, stood in front of Zhang Qian and said, "Tell me, I'll do it."

"Shut up." The green dragon lizard slapped Wang Er aside with its tongue, then emitted a thick green light from its eyes, shooting straight into Zhang Qian's brain.

Zhang Qian felt himself surrounded by a green light, then a sharp pain shot through his mind, and his consciousness was instantly scattered. However, as if summoned, his consciousness condensed back together, becoming even more solidified.

Zhang Qian could vaguely sense a tiny green light trying to enter. This tiny green light, like an insect, was trying to burrow into his consciousness, but the lake of consciousness—no, it should be called a puddle—was so tightly packed that the green light could not find its way in.

For the first time, Zhang Qian discovered that his sea of ​​consciousness was actually so small, but extremely pure. If the purity of spiritual power was the result of cultivating supreme Dao techniques, then this sea of ​​consciousness was something he was born with, only it seemed to be a little smaller than that of ordinary people.

"Ah!" Zhang Qian squatted down in pain, curling up in agony.

Wang Er, standing to the side, watched anxiously, completely helpless.

The small green light arrived too quickly to penetrate, but unexpectedly, a tentacle suddenly sprouted from Zhang Qian's sea of ​​consciousness, grabbing the green light and dragging it inside. The green light showed no joy, instead trembling in panic, unable to break free of the tentacle, and gradually disappeared into Zhang Qian's sea of ​​consciousness, its pain vanishing along with it.

The green dragon lizard first frowned, groaned in pain, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of its mouth. Then it exclaimed in surprise, "Eh, a Celestial Spirit Body," its eyes gleaming with shock.

Sweating profusely, Zhang Qian used his divine sense to examine his body, but found nothing unusual. In fact, he seemed to have grown even stronger, and he didn't hear the green dragon lizard say anything.

Wang Er couldn't understand animal language, let alone know it.

The green dragon lizard's cunning eyes darted around, and it said, "I've decided, let this person next to me do it!"

This was something that could not be helped. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian was actually a rare immortal spirit body, a physique that was on par with divine spirit roots. Although his cultivation speed was not as fast as that of divine spirit roots, he was superior in that his soul was pure, his divine sense was refined, and he had no obstacles to breakthrough.

Zhang Qian angrily replied, "No, I said I'd do it, so I will."

"Hmph, don't worry, I will bestow upon him a drop of Azure Dragon essence blood." Perhaps seeing Zhang Qian's boundless potential, the Green Dragon Lizard actually took the initiative to befriend him. The loss of a drop of essence blood and a wisp of divine consciousness was something it could repair in just over a month. Why not treat it as an investment, perhaps it could bring unexpected surprises in the future?

As for why they didn't directly give the Azure Dragon's essence blood to Zhang Qian, well, it's because the Green Dragon Lizard's essence blood and dragon source power are too mixed, so it probably wouldn't have any effect.

"Dragon blood my ass," Zhang Qian cursed inwardly. "My meager bloodline is called a dragon body."

However, the essence blood of a fourth-tier savage beast is a great fortune for a mere Qi Refining level cultivator. Especially since the essence blood is offered voluntarily by the savage beast, it can greatly improve one's physique, and if one is lucky enough, it might even stimulate the bloodline of the dragon race.

I don't know why the green dragon lizard suddenly changed its mind and offered such a huge benefit.

This was quite a stroke of luck. Zhang Qian explained the situation to Wang Er, who agreed without hesitation, regardless of whether he would be killed if he failed to complete the mission in five years.

This ritual was a bit more complicated, involving not only injecting a ball of green light into Wang Er's body, but also a trace of his essence blood. After the trace of red essence blood came out, the green dragon lizard looked a little reluctant, but gritted its teeth and still fed it to Wang Er.

Wang Er couldn't bear the pain and fainted on the ground. When he woke up, he was covered in dirt, but his muscles were much larger than before, and his clothes were torn again.

Zhang Qian looked at Wang Er's muscular physique and felt a little envious. If he had a body like that, he could go for a stroll on the beach in the summer and look so cool.

"I'm out of clothes, so you'll have to do this for now!" Zhang Qian kept a distance from Wang Er. He smelled terrible, even worse than after he had ingested the egg liquid.

Wang Er felt a surge of heat within him, and a desire to vent welled up within him. He raised his fist, roared, and ran towards a large tree, swinging his fists repeatedly. After being hit several times, the tree, which took two people to encircle, collapsed. He then ran to another tree, hitting it and shouting, "I'm so strong! I'm really so strong!"

These words sounded somewhat familiar to Zhang Qian…

Zhang Qian looked at the green dragon lizard with a complicated expression. Seeing that the lizard looked somewhat dejected, he was even more puzzled and asked, "What are you planning?"

The green dragon lizard glanced at Zhang Qian and sighed, "I hope you can do me a favor when you become stronger."

"Huh?" Zhang Qian was a little confused. Of course he knew he would become very powerful in the future, but why was this green dragon lizard so "discerning"? It could tell that he was ultimately a "dragon".

"I was originally the son of the Green Dragon Lizard Clan Chief, but I was framed by treacherous people and forced into exile here... Never mind, there's no use in telling you now. I just hope you can help me out in the future."

"Haha, so I was born with the aura of a king. I didn't even know I had such great potential. Um, Brother Green Dragon Lizard, how did you know I would be very strong in the future?" Zhang Qian laughed heartily, hands on his hips.

For a moment, the green dragon lizard began to doubt itself. Could this goofball, who had no air of a master, really be a celestial being?

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