This day passed quickly.
There were no follow-ups to last night’s incident, and no new tasks arrived today.
Fang Zhixing had a good rest for the day, finally recovering from the fatigue of the past few days.
As evening approached.
Yixiang House’s protector and coachman, Zhong Cunhai, came running over, shouting with glee, "Master, I have a lead on the thing you asked me to look into."
Fang Zhixing’s eyebrows lifted, his face showing a hint of anticipation.
Previously, since he himself had no time to spare, he had instructed Zhong Cunhai to help investigate what "Lingli Armor" was.
Speaking of Zhong Cunhai, he might be the most idle person in Yixiang House, doing nothing all day and practically drawing a salary for nothing.
Actually, Zhong Cunhai was quite bored too. Although he wasn’t very capable, doing nothing all day was utterly boring to the extreme.
That’s just how people are.
Working feels tiresome, yet doing nothing feels boring.
As such, Fang Zhixing gave him this task to do.
Zhong Cunhai was very willing to take it on, accepting the assignment with delight.
For the past few days, he had been running around outside, inquiring here and there, and finally had some results.
Fang Zhixing perked up, saying, "Let’s hear it."
Zhong Cunhai explained carefully, "I have a friend who deals in medicinal herbs, and he happens to know what the Lingli Armor is.
According to him, Lingli Armor is actually a precious medicinal ingredient, made by grinding the shell of a particular type of pangolin-like mutant beast into powder."
Pangolin is a traditional medicine ingredient, that Fang Zhixing knew.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, "After all that fuss, it turns out that this so-called Lingli Armor is just pangolin, right?"
Zhong Cunhai hastily waved his hands, "It’s not just any pangolin, it specifically refers to the Gold-eating Pangolin!"
Fang Zhixing furrowed his brows. He had never heard of such a mutant beast, and it sounded rather prestigious.
Zhong Cunhai explained seriously, "The Gold-eating Pangolin is a kind of mutant beast that likes to eat ore containing metals, especially ’glinting copper.’
After they eat a lot of ’glinting copper,’ their shells will transform into a golden color, gleaming and shimmering as if cast from gold."
Scale Clothing Powder!!
Fang Zhixing suddenly realized, wasn’t the name "Pangolin Scale Armor Skill" derived from this?
"Hmm, if it’s a medicinal ingredient, pharmacies must surely sell it."
"Lingli Armor is extremely precious, small pharmacies definitely don’t carry such fine items, only the big ones might have it!"
Thinking this, Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but itch for action and immediately headed for Tianbao Street.
Just as he had expected, upon arriving at the largest pharmacy on Tianbao Street, "Wondrous Hand Hall," and inquiring,
the shopkeeper smiled and replied, "Lingli Armor is known as the holy medicine for treating internal injuries, and it also has a nourishing effect on strengthening muscles and bones, always in high demand and extremely expensive."
Fang Zhixing, unconcerned, countered, "What is the best and most expensive type of Lingli Armor?"
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper knew a big spender had arrived, overjoyed, he said, "Our Wondrous Hand Hall has specially made a type of Lingli Armor, using shells from third-level Gold-eating Pangolins, mixed with appropriate proportions of glinting copper, silver star sand, and other strange materials, refined by a master pharmacist. Not to boast, but its medicinal effect surpasses all other Lingli Armor available on the market, and it’s very well reputed."
Fang Zhixing’s eyes lit up, prompting, "Talk is cheap, let’s see it."
The shop assistant rubbed his hands together and asked with a smile, "This piece of Lingli Armor is very expensive, the price of two ounces of Lingli Armor can contain a third-level middle-grade Meat Pill."
Fang Zhixing pulled out a wad of Gold Tickets from his chest, flicking them in front of the shop assistant.
The shop assistant was immediately impressed by the overpowering financial clout and began to nod and smile obsequiously.
He quickly found the shopkeeper who then instructed a strongman to carry over a heavy jar and lifted the lid.
Fang Zhixing looked down into the jar, which contained a very fine gold powder.
At first glance, it looked just like gold powder.
The shopkeeper scooped out a little with a small spoon, holding it up to the sunlight.
In an instant, the powder burst forth with a strong, saturated golden light, blinding to the eyes.
Under the sunlight, the gold powder appeared to melt into a flowing liquid, its surface smooth as a mirror, reflecting someone’s face with clarity.
The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Sir, this Lingli Armor is one of the signature medicinal products of Wondrous Hand Hall, representing the reputation of our century-old shop, definitely worth every penny. How much would you like to buy?"
Fang Zhixing directly asked, "If I wanted to coat my entire body with Lingli Armor, how much would I need to purchase?"
The shopkeeper’s eyes widened, thinking he had misheard.
However, Fang Zhixing was dead serious, lavishly taking out all his Gold Tickets and laying them on the counter.
He wasn’t afraid to spend money and could afford it.
As the saying goes, "the poor excel in scholarly arts, the rich excel in martial arts!"
A martial artist’s expenses are extremely great.
Other martial artists toil away at menial jobs, not only are they exhausted, they hardly earn any money.
Their meager income is mostly spent on Meat Pills.
Even worse, many can’t afford Meat Pills at all.
If they get injured during their menial jobs, they have to pay for their own treatment, quickly becoming deeply indebted.
In short, they were all miserable, suffering without dignity.
But Fang Zhixing was different.
From the beginning, he chose to join the powerful Luo Family, working for a great clan.
The benefit was that the Luo Family’s wealth and influence ensured ample provisions for Fang Zhixing in terms of cultivation techniques, income, and power.
For routine expenditures, with his income, he could easily manage.
Otherwise, who would be willing to be a servant of the clan.