"Blood Rage Pill."
Yao Yifei knew that Ling Tian had guessed it and answered with a smile.
"This number is a bit too much, there must be dozens of them, right?"
Ling Tian glanced at it.
There are eight bottles in total. If each bottle contains ten pills, that would be eighty Blood Rage Pills.
"The refining of the Blood Fury Pill is not complicated. It only took me less than three months to refine it. The alchemist of Qinjiabao is indeed quite capable. This kind of pill is very popular in Futian City. Under the instructions of my adoptive father, Next, I have handed over the elixir formula to the alchemist of Futian Palace, and it seems that I plan to refine it on a large scale and distribute it to every black armored soldier."
Yao Yifei smiled and said, "If your husband feels that the quantity is too much and you don't need it, you can share it with Sister Ling Nian and the others so that you are prepared."
"That's fine."
Ling Tian nodded slightly and put away the medicine bottles, "Qin Jinghui has done a good thing."
Yao Yifei obtained the blood-wrath elixir prescription from Qin Jinghui.
As long as the pill recipe is in hand, even if the Blood Rage Pill is a holy pill, it is not difficult for Yao Yifei to refine it. Three months is enough to refine eighty pills.
Because the Blood Fury Pill has almost no side effects, and has the miraculous effect of temporarily increasing combat power.
If this kind of elixir is distributed to every Black Armor Army, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the Black Armor Army's combat power.
However, there are more than 10,000 people in the Black Armored Army, and it is impossible for Yao Yifei to refine the Blood Fury Pills alone to have enough Blood Fury Pills for the manpower.
Fortunately, there are many small masters of alchemy in Futian Palace, and there are even more powerful grand masters of alchemy. It should take three to five years to equip every black-armored soldier with blood-wrathing pills.
"Husband, it's time for me to leave. My adoptive father only gave me half an hour. I have to go back to Futian City with him first."
Seeing Ling Tian put away the medicine bottle, Yao Yifei stood up slowly and said to Ling Tian with reluctance, "I don't know when the next time you and I will see each other again."
"Three years!"
Ling Tian did not try to persuade Yao Yifei to stay, but looked at the other party and said firmly, "In three years, I will come to Futian City to find you as a formal member of the Black Armor Army."
After entering the ancient battlefield, you must stay for at least three years before you can get out of it.
The goal Ling Tian set for himself was to enter the Holy Emperor Realm within three years.
For upper-level Holy King Realm warriors, it may not be difficult to enter the Holy King Realm in three years.
But for a mid-level Holy King Realm warrior, it is not easy to enter the Holy King Realm within three years.
However, Ling Tian had confidence in himself and even felt that he would not be able to use it for three years.
If he kills one person in a month in the ancient battlefield, and three years of training in the ancient battlefield is equivalent to seventy-five years of training in the outside world, there is no reason why he cannot achieve the position of Holy Emperor.
Of course, this is only the most ideal situation.
In actual circumstances, it is unlikely to be achieved.
Judging from the survival rate of warriors entering the ancient battlefield.
Ten people entered, two survived.
On average, one person killed almost four people.
But even if no one is killed, three years of training in the ancient battlefield is still equivalent to fifteen years of training outside.
"I trust you!"
Yao Yifei smiled sweetly, and her simple words showed her confidence in Ling Tian.
Ling Tian sent Yao Yifei out of the tent. After the two said goodbye, Yao Yifei's feet trembled and her figure soared into the air, gradually disappearing from Ling Tian's sight.
In the next few days, Ling Tian did not choose to continue practicing. He successively approached people from the Ancient Continent and Wujiabao, shared the memories of the ancient battlefield with them, and distributed the Blood Rage Pill to them.
At this time, deep in the Bailian Jue Valley, Xu Kun was standing in the other courtyard with a cold face.
At this time, two figures flew over and appeared outside the courtyard.
"Commander, the person you want has been brought."
Among them, the black-armored warriors stood outside the courtyard and reported respectfully through the courtyard gate.
"Let him in and you can go."
Xu Kun's cold words came from the hospital.
"go in."
The black-armored warrior gestured to the middle-aged man beside him.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure soared into the air and quickly disappeared outside the hospital.
The middle-aged man pushed open the courtyard door with an uneasy feeling, and when he saw Xu Kun, he quickly bowed and said, "Lord Commander, I wonder if you have summoned me today for any important matter?"
"I want you to do something."
Xu Kun glanced at the middle-aged man and said.
Feng Zhui, a middle-aged man, is a member of the Black Armor Army reserve camp.
Previously, Zengqiang Fengyi and Ling Tian had some conflicts.
In that conflict, Feng Yi was killed by Ling Tian.
But Feng Zhui gave up in time and managed to survive.
"Lord Commander, is there anything you need me to do?"
Feng Zhui frowned, vaguely guessing something in his heart.
Because of this, he felt a headache.
"Do you want Ling Tian to die?"
Xu Kun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he did not speak outright.
"Lord Commander..."
Feng Zhui's heart skipped a beat. He knew it would be like this, and he was full of confusion. "You also know how strong Ling Tian is. With my strength, I can't be his opponent at all. You want me to kill him, which is tantamount to Let me die..."
"hehe!"
Xu Kun sneered, not at all angry because of Feng Zhui's cowardly words, "Do you think I would be stupid enough to let a waste like you kill Ling Tian? I might as well tell you that there is no one in the entire preparation camp. He will be Ling Tian’s opponent.”
As a person on the list of hidden dragons in the underworld, Xu Kun is by no means a fool.
The genius of martial arts is the genius who knows martial arts best.
Although he was dissatisfied with Ling Tian, he wanted to kill him to avoid future troubles.
But he had never underestimated Ling Tian's martial arts talent and strength.
Therefore, he would never be stupid enough to let someone like Feng Zhui kill Ling Tian.
"Then...what do you mean, Lord Commander, by asking just now?"
Feng Zhui felt a little relieved when he learned that Xu Kun had not asked him to kill Ling Tian.
But I also felt confused because of this, and I couldn't understand Xu Kun.
"Just running an errand and sending a message."
Xu Kun spoke lightly, flipping his hands to take out a memory stone and a token, and threw them to Feng Zhui, "After entering the ancient battlefield, you only need to do one thing. Give these two things to a man named He People from the state.”
"What state?"
Feng Zhui looked down at the two things Xu Kun threw over and understood immediately.
Xu Kun wanted He Zhizhou to take action and kill Ling Tian.
But when he thought of something, his expression became complicated again, "Lord Commander, finding someone on the ancient battlefield is not an easy task, right? I'm afraid I will disappoint the Lord Commander."
"He Zhizhou is from the Zhuanlun Ming Palace. He has been in the ancient battlefield for more than two years. I heard that he has made a name for himself in the ancient battlefield. It shouldn't be too difficult for you to find him."
Xu Kun said calmly with a sneer on his lips.
Today, when he asked Feng Zhui to come over to do this, he had considered it carefully beforehand.
Feng Zhui had some grudges with Ling Tian, so he definitely wanted to give Ling Tian a ride.
In addition, although Feng Zhui is weak, he is good at physical skills.
It is difficult to kill someone on the ancient battlefield, but easy to survive.
Therefore, he is the best person to deliver the message.
Seeing Xu Kun like this, Feng Zhui was full of doubts in his heart. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Lord Commander, will He Zhizhou help you kill Ling Tian?"
