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Gayaro had already praised him greatly, so Ling Xiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and bite the bullet.

Ling Xiao, who was alone in his room, frowned and asked Gayaro, "How confident are you in treating Loong Wanjun?"

Let's not talk about the map first. He didn't want to disappoint Long Yirann, a filial son who loved his father with his fists.

Gayaro, who was questioned, was very unhappy and snorted, "How confident I am in treating him will depend on how good the materials you provide. If they were all low-rank medicinal herbs, then he only had a thirty percent chance of success. If it was a medium-grade medicinal herb, then he had a 70% chance of success. "If it is of high quality, there is a 100% chance of success.

After a period of interaction, Ling Xiao obviously understood Gayaro's personality. Although he was often unreliable, but he could still trust important things like this.

"What medicinal herbs do you need?" Ling Xiao asked.

"The roots of the Glazed Light Grass, the teeth of the Brute, the flower of the Golden Flower, and …" Gayaro reported 20 different types of herbs in one breath.

Ling Xiao remembered that he already had five or six of these herbs. As for the rest, he was going to find Allens and Long Yirann and see if they found anything.

When Long Yirann found out that his father still had some hope of treating him, he almost worshipped Ling Xiao like a god. The moment he heard that he wanted to find medicinal herbs, he went out to hire people to buy them in the market.

Allens also contributed a bit.

By nightfall, out of the twenty over medicinal herbs, he had already gathered a dozen or so.

Long Yirann said awkwardly, "There are still some herbs that we won't be able to buy today, but at most we will get some in two days. I've already made them pay attention to it. Only the last four medicines are not easy to obtain. "

The Brute's teeth, the Golden Flower's flower dew, the root of the Glazed Light Grass, and the eggs laid by the Plated Beetle King.

Ling Xiao had never seen or heard of these things before. He might not know where to start looking for them.

Luckily, Long Yirann was still there.

Longxing Trading Company had already been operating in the city for a few hundred years, and even though he was down and out, he still had some relationship with other merchants, and although their relationship was not deep enough for them to extend a helping hand, it was still possible for them to provide some information.

According to the information provided by these people, about fifty miles east of the city, there was a Plated Beetle's lair. There was a bug king inside.

The Brute and the Golden Flower were interdependent. Where there were Golden Flower s, there would definitely be Brute s, so there would probably be drops of teeth and flower dew as well.

Only the roots of the Glazed Light Grass could not find any information.

Long Yirann was so ashamed that he almost cried when he mentioned it.

Ling Xiao had to comfort this eighteen year old teenager, "You've done well. Since we have the news, let's set off tomorrow. Collect the materials early and we can cure your father soon."

Long Yirann was surprised when he heard that Ling Xiao was going to look for materials with them. What followed next was a deeper sense of gratitude.

There were very few alchemists on the Martial Arts Continent. It was already extremely rare for an ordinary faction to be able to get a permanent alchemist. Preparing the materials for the alchemist was a rule that was tacitly accepted on the continent.

Now that Ling Xiao had taken the initiative to gather the materials, Long Yirann was naturally overjoyed. With Allens and himself, their chances of success would be much higher.

Ling Xiao didn't know that Long Yirann was thinking so much. He only felt that with him joining, the success rate of obtaining the materials would be a lot higher. After all, he was already a First Level of Martial Soldier.

More importantly, he could go out and gain experience. The Martial Cultivator was built up through constant battles. If they only knew how to build a carriage behind closed doors, then it was impossible for their cultivation to be very successful.

Before leaving the Kata City, Gayaro had warned him that the Sky-bearing Column wouldn't be that easy to enter. If he was unable to pass the Sky-bearing Column's test at that time, he wouldn't be able to reach the Upper Realm. Therefore, he had to start cultivating with his life on the line from now on and work hard to increase his strength. This was because no one knew what kind of test the Sky-bearing Column would come down to test him. Based on Ling Xiao's current First Level of Martial Soldier strength, it was not something to look at.

The next morning, Ling Xiao, Allens, Long Yirann and a few Qi Cultivating Stage warriors packed their things and prepared to leave the city. Unexpectedly, Martial Cultivator, who was one step ahead of them, was kicked back to the shop.

Ling Xiao caught the injured Martial Cultivator and looked towards the door with a frown.

A man in his twenties walked in arrogantly. The moment he saw Ling Xiao, he laughed in disdain: "Since when did the Long family fall to the point where they need a little kid to stand up for them?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao didn't have any reaction, but Gayaro couldn't take it anymore. He, who was originally lying lazily on his shoulder, immediately raised his head and coldly stared at that man.

The man felt a chill run down his spine and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Montela!" What are you doing here! " Long Yirann protected Ling Xiao behind him and glared at the man.

Ever since his Longxing Trading Company fell, the youngest son of the Longyang Trading Company had always mocked and ridiculed the two brothers, Loong Yizhu and Long Yirann. In every aspect, he had no choice but to yield to the two brothers, who would have thought that Montela would become more and more outrageous, and actually barge into the clan to injure people!

Long Yirann was burning with anger as he glared hatefully at Montela.

Montela laughed complacently. "I'm not here to cause trouble! I am here to collect my debt! "

As he spoke, he waved his hand and his men pushed a person in.

"Big brother!" Long Yirann exclaimed.

The one who was pushed through the door was Loong Wanjun's eldest son, Long Yirann's elder brother, Loong Yizhu, who stirred up the trading firm two days ago.

At this moment, he was in a very sorry state. His face was bruised and his clothes were tattered. His expression was evasive, and he was unwilling to look at his younger brother even when his head was pressed down.

Montela laughed loudly. "Your good big brother has taken a fancy to one of my treasures. He took it, but didn't bring enough money. He'll give it to you in two days." My men thought that no matter what, this was a young master from Longxing Trading Company. Although they were in decline now, it's not like they couldn't even afford to pay this little bit of money, right? He let them leave. Who would've thought that the young master Long didn't care about the reputation of his own business at all and wanted to renege on his debt? That's why I brought people to find an explanation. "

The activity at the door had already alarmed the neighbors, and Longxing Trading Company s door was crowded with people who were watching the fun. Hearing him say this, the crowd immediately exploded, discussing spiritedly.

Loong Yizhu was both embarrassed and angry as he shouted: "These are all traps set by your people, shameless!"

Montela's face sank. He pulled out an item from his bosom and sneered. "Signatures and pawns will not allow you to deny them!"

Long Yirann was so shocked by the farce that he lost his ability to react. After a long while, he slowly asked: "How much do you want?"

Montela nonchalantly waved the note in his hand. "To Young Master Longxing Trading Company, this amount of money is only a small amount of money. It's only five hundred thousand gold coins."

Long Yirann's face immediately turned pale. The current situation in their family was so bad that they probably wouldn't even be able to afford ten thousand gold coins, let alone five hundred thousand gold coins.

Loong Yizhu lowered his head in shame.

Montela continued, "But of course, if we can't even afford five hundred thousand gold coins, we can't force our way through …"

He turned his head and looked up and down. "Why don't you use this store to pay off your debts?"

"Impossible!" The two brothers shouted together.

This business was the last thing the family could rely on. If they were to lose this business, then their entire family would have to live on the streets and never have the chance to make a comeback again.

But... If he didn't hand over the trading firm, where would he be able to gather 500,000 yuan?

An unprecedented feeling of despair filled Long Yirann's heart.