"Damn, you're too disloyal! Let's make money together!"
Li Tianjiao sidled over, chuckling with a hint of flattery.
Ling Feng, however, remained composed. "Do you still need this little bit of money? There will be plenty of opportunities for you to make money with the National Martial Arts Hall in the future!"
"What you're saying is, who would dislike having more money? Besides, even if the National Martial Arts Hall starts making money, wouldn't we have to reinvest it to support its development? I estimate we won't see any profit for three to five years!"
Li Tianjiao was quite astute, having seen through this long ago.
It was impossible to make a fortune; at best, it would be enough to get by. If he was unwilling to do so, the National Martial Arts Hall wouldn't develop, or it might affect stability, which would be a very troublesome matter.
Li Tianjiao naturally wouldn't stand by and let such things happen.
Ling Feng merely glanced at Li Tianjiao and shook his head. "Don't get involved in the pharmaceutical business. If you want to make money, go and create some equipment needed by martial artists!"
Li Tianjiao was stunned.
This was Ling Feng giving him advice on how to make money!
"You've already thought of it? What kind of equipment do martial artists need?"
Excitement appeared on Li Tianjiao's face.
"Don't you like making cold weapons? Do you think current martial artists are fighting with guns? You also know that when martial artists become powerful enough, ordinary firearms are less useful than cold weapons. Moreover, the market for cold weapons is completely vacant. In the future, the management of firearms will only become stricter, so this is a market!"
Ling Feng casually pointed out.
Li Tianjiao's eyes lit up even more!
"Hey, you're right, this is reliable! I can handle swords, spears, staffs, and clubs with considerable skill..."
As Li Tianjiao spoke proudly, he muttered to himself and walked out of Ling Feng's room, clearly already planning how to make money from equipment needed by martial artists.
Seeing this, Ling Feng could only smile wryly and shake his head.
He had truly fallen into the trap of money.
However, speaking of which, without the establishment of these new economic systems, the advancement of martial artist society would also be very slow.
Rather than letting others control the future market, it was better to let them be the first to fill these market gaps!
With strict management systems and the opportunity to earn money, why not?
However, Ling Feng soon put everything else out of his mind.
He closed his eyes, and his internal blood energy surged.
The three dragon bloods had completely fused, reaching a state of extreme compatibility with his body. However, this only made Ling Feng feel that his own bloodline was more incomplete!
The sense of incompleteness became even more pronounced.
Ling Feng knew very well that this was the void of the last type of dragon blood!
Did the successor of the Profound Yin Dragon Blood still exist in the world?
Ling Feng had lost count of how many times he had released his perception of his bloodline, a perception that covered more than half of the vast land of China.
Yet, he still hadn't found much.
For the remaining half of the territory, Ling Feng had only vaguely sensed a few places, finding no clues at all.
Although the range of his perception was expanding, Ling Feng was increasingly reluctant to release it too widely.
Because the wider the coverage, the greater the disappointment!
When all regions were covered, he would likely be utterly disappointed.
"Could it be that the successor of the Profound Yin Dragon Blood has gone abroad?!"
This thought reappeared in Ling Feng's mind, and he then took a deep breath.
If this conjecture were true, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his search. Ling Feng could not casually step into the territories of other countries.
If he were discovered, it would easily be used to make a fuss.
However, Ling Feng would never be willing to give up without searching.
It was a dilemma!
Just as Ling Feng was about to retract his perception, suddenly, his perception received a very strong feedback!
Found it?!
Ling Feng's eyes snapped open, his pupils flashing with sharp light.
Within the province of Zhejiang, Ling Feng felt a very faint trace of the Profound Yin Dragon Blood's aura.
But it was only for a moment before it disappeared again.
Ling Feng's brow furrowed. Could it have been a hallucination?
He focused again on the area he had previously sensed, but there was nothing there.
Secretly noting the location, Ling Feng shook his head. Perhaps his strained nerves had indeed caused a hallucination.
He entered a state of meditation again.
The Immortal Heavenly Physician Scroll in his mind had been opened.
Ever since he had opened the third level of the Immortal Heavenly Physician Scroll last time, engaged in a game of chess with the heavens, obtained the power of heavenly lightning, and established a strong connection with the earth's energy, Ling Feng hadn't opened the Immortal Heavenly Physician Scroll again for a long time!
Now, he simply felt a bit bored and wanted to play a couple of games!
The fourth level!
If the fourth level of the Immortal Heavenly Physician Scroll could be opened, a brand new world would surely appear before Ling Feng!
This was something Ling Feng greatly anticipated.
However, the complete opening of the third level had already involved a game with the heavens. What about this time?
Delving deeper, Ling Feng's consciousness formed, and the surrounding space was filled with white mist.
It was as if he had entered an boundless virtual world.
But soon, the mist around him dissipated!
A tree suddenly appeared before him, and then green grass began to sprout on the ground around him.
Looking at everything around him, Ling Feng's eyes lit up.
He also heard a majestic sound; this was an... island?
In his confusion, a stone table appeared under the large tree before him, with a chessboard already laid out.
An old man with white hair and a youthful complexion appeared.
"Heh heh, young friend, shall we play a game?"
The old man smiled at Ling Feng.
As their gazes met, Ling Feng's heart trembled. How sharp were this person's eyes?
It was as if they could see directly into one's heart. Ling Feng felt that all his hidden thoughts were completely seen through by this person.
This feeling of having no privacy was truly unpleasant.
It even made Ling Feng feel a bit ashamed and annoyed.
The Immortal Heavenly Physician Scroll should only be a fragment. After he had deciphered three levels, the entrance to the fourth level was before him, but how could such an old man appear here?
Could this be... an immortal?
"Alright, let's play a game!"
Ling Feng agreed and sat down, eager to see how skilled this seemingly immortal old man was at chess!
*Snap!*
The old man did not show any modesty and made the first move!
Instantly, Ling Feng felt the wind whistling around him.
He turned his head and saw that the sea seemed to be in turmoil, and thunder rumbled in the sky.
What an oppressive feeling.
Just by playing chess, this person could cause the heavens and earth to change color with a single move?
He was truly full of imposing momentum, terrifying to the extreme!
However, Ling Feng, having experienced many battles, how could he be intimidated without fighting?
Being scared into not making a move was absolutely not Ling Feng's style!
Immediately, Ling Feng also made his move, with imposing momentum and hidden killing intent.
This time, Ling Feng himself was much calmer, not as fierce and murderous as in previous games!
It seemed he had encountered a formidable opponent, and he became even more cautious!