Mercenaries in Two Worlds

At the Hong family residence, Hong Yunyi, looking slightly tired, held a jade bottle in his hand and handed it to Hong Miaoxian, who was panting heavily with excitement. "I have fulfilled my mission."

"Haha, thank you so much, Uncle Yunyi." Hong Miao's face was beaming as he carefully placed the jade bottle into his bosom and sighed deeply with emotion, "So many years have passed, I never thought this day would come." His eyes were already slightly moist.

As the head of the family, despite his own low cultivation level, he had to deal with threats from all sides, constantly running around just to find a crack for the Hong family to survive. Although he and the Mercenary Center were known as the two major forces in Yuluo City, the Hong family had been without successors since the death of his father, who was also the only Yuan Dan realm expert in the Hong family of Yuluo City, two years ago.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. At the most critical moment, heaven sent him a Jin Yuan Pill.

With the Yuan Dan realm attained, he could lead the Hong family to even greater heights, and perhaps even become the lord of Yu Luo City.

Hong Yunyi took out a set of materials from his spatial ring. "This is what's left. It should be enough for one more refinement, but I'm injured and can't start the furnace again for a while. I'll leave it to a destined successor."

Hong Miao quickly pushed it back, saying, "Uncle Yunyi helped me refine pills despite his injuries, which already makes me feel ashamed. How dare I take these medicinal herbs?"

Both of them were sincere and declined each other's offer for a while. Although the materials were expensive, Hong Yunyi was not short of money and could buy them in a bustling city with some effort. Hong Miaoxian, on the other hand, simply couldn't bring himself to ask for them back.

"Master, why don't you give it to me?" Xia Yun hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.

“You’re not yet skilled at refining third-grade pills, so don’t waste these precious materials.” Hong Yunyi patted Xia Yun’s head. Although he didn’t know what the other party wanted to do, he valued medicinal herbs as much as his own life and didn’t want to give these materials to Xia Yun to practice with.

"What? Xia Yun is a third-grade alchemist?" Hong Miao was also familiar with the alchemist ranking system. An alchemist's ranking is linked to the highest-grade pills they can refine. Even if Xia Yun can only refine the worst third-grade spiritual pills, he is still a third-grade alchemist.

Hong Miao had never heard of a sixteen-year-old third-grade alchemist before, let alone Xia Yun's terrifying martial arts talent, which was simply astonishing.

Xia Yun ignored Hong Miaoxian's surprised expression and instead looked at his master with a somewhat stubborn expression.

Hong Yunyi had a bit of a headache. This disciple was an orphan he had rescued from the now-extinct Assassin Alliance. Perhaps due to his childhood environment, he had a cold and stubborn personality, which often annoyed people.

However, this disciple's talent in cultivation and alchemy is unparalleled in a century, and he is usually pampered.

Hong Miao chuckled and said, "Uncle Yunyi, why don't we give it to Xia Yun? He must have something he needs."

"Hmph, what can he do with it? He's still so far from the Yuan Dan realm."

At this point, Xia Yun's expression became somewhat unnatural. He wanted to turn around and leave, but he also desperately wanted the ingredients for the Jin Yuan Pill.

"Alright, alright, here you go." Hong Miao was a little uncomfortable with his apprentice's stubborn gaze, so he could only give in. "Remember, wait until you are proficient in refining the Youth Preservation Pill before refining the Advancement Pill, otherwise the success rate will be too low."

Xia Yun silently put away the materials. "Master, I want to stay here and cultivate for a while."

"Why?" Hong Yunyi was increasingly unable to understand what his genius disciple was thinking.

Hong Miao, on the other hand, was secretly pleased. Xia Yun was a third-grade alchemist, the only one of his kind in the entire Yu Luo City. If he could keep him in the Hong family, he would definitely be a great help.

"I want to join the Wang Family Mercenary Group." Xia Yun's answer initially disappointed Hong Miao, but thankfully, it was still within Yu Luo City.

Hong Yunyi pondered for a moment, "Alright, some experience will be good for you. It's a bit inconvenient for the family to take you with them."

Xia Yun's expression remained stern, but a surge of joy welled up within him, whether from the freedom of mercenary life or from that beautiful figure.

She should be close to completing her Foundation Establishment stage. If I could personally refine a Foundation Establishment Pill for her, she would surely be delighted.

When Zhang Qian and his two companions returned to the Wang Family Mercenary Group, it was already completely dark. There seemed to be a person and a dog squatting at the entrance, craning their necks and looking at the road.

"Big brother, you're back!" The crouching figure suddenly stood up and shouted at Zhang Qian and the other two.

The voice sounded like Wang Er's, but for some reason he was squatting outside the door waiting.

"Woof woof..."

It turned out that the other dark figure wasn't a dog, but Wangcai. How could we tell? Because an ordinary dog ​​couldn't bark so deep and loud.

"How many times have I told you, Wangcai? You're a proud Purple Moon Lion, not a dog!" Zhang Qian picked up Wangcai, who was lunging at him, and scolded him with exasperation, pointing at his head.

"Woof woof..." The other party couldn't understand at all, and stuck out its tongue to lick him, but Zhang Qian dodged it in disgust.

"Aunt Purple Moon Lion, I'm so sorry... But you can't blame me entirely. This Wangcai only grows in body, not brain." Zhang Qian sadly confided to the spirit of Purple Moon Lion.

"Second brother, what are you doing here?" Wang Yi looked at Wang Er, who was rubbing his hands together and looking expectant, with a puzzled expression.

"Um, um, where's the bounty?" Wang Er looked at Ye Mei expectantly, knowing that the spirit stones were usually kept with Ye Mei.

Remembering the two high-grade spirit stones in her bosom, Ye Mei smiled knowingly. "Here, high-grade spirit stones." She took out a spirit stone containing rich spiritual energy from her bosom.

“A…a top-grade spirit stone.” Wang Er took it tremblingly, as if he were holding some rare treasure. His eyes were fixed on it, and he didn’t realize that his mouth was still wide open, which was quite comical.

"It really is a top-grade spirit stone." Wang Er wiped away tears that had inexplicably streamed down his face. As soon as he finished, another tear flowed, but he ignored it and, with the utmost reverence, picked up the top-grade spirit stone, holding it high above the sky, laughing and crying at the same time. "I, Wang Er, can finally own a top-grade spirit stone!"

"Such exaggerated acting skills." Zhang Qian was dumbfounded by Wang Er's over-the-top performance.

"yes!"

"Zhang Qian, a high-grade spirit stone, a high-grade spirit stone!" Wang Er looked at Zhang Qian excitedly, but the other party ignored him and just chuckled.

"Haha, we're rich now! Haha, we're the strongest mercenaries!" Wang Er couldn't help but want to give Zhang Qian a hug.

When Zhang Qian saw Wang Er open his arms to hug him, those hairy arms were terrifying. "I'll hit him!" he shouted, raising his foot and kicking. "Bang!" A small jujube tree was knocked down.

If the jujube tree could talk, it would definitely cry foul, how could it be caught in the crossfire?

Wang Er lay motionless on the ground. After a while, he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Haha, top-grade spirit stone, top-grade spirit stone! I want to hold you while I sleep..." He ran into the house like the wind.

"They've gone mad, they've gone mad."

"Ye Mei, don't let him see the other one."

"Um."

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