Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1407: Sacred Grade Pill Medicine

Chapter 1407: Chapter 1407: Sacred Grade Pill Medicine

"Silver Cloth Shirt!"

Without any hesitation, Wyatt Barnes directly approached the Holy Simplicity that contained med-tier Saint-tier martial arts techniques.

His target was the med-tier Saint-tier martial arts technique that recorded the ’Silver Cloth Shirt’.

Silver Cloth Shirt is a ’defensive move’ among the med-tier Saint-tier martial arts techniques. It is also the upgraded version of the ’Bronze Cloth Shirt’ that he practices.

Damien Lynch told him this.

Soon, Wyatt Barnes found the Holy Simplicity that recorded the ’Silver Cloth Shirt’.

"Senior."

Holding the Holy Simplicity, Wyatt Barnes looked towards the elder not far away.

Whoosh!

The elder vanished from his spot and reappeared before Wyatt Barnes, with a spirit crystal card appearing in his hand.

Wyatt Barnes also took out his own spirit crystal card.

When he was on the first floor of the Hall of Merit, Wyatt Barnes personally witnessed a staff member transfer 3,100 merit points into his crystal card.

So, following by example, he placed his own crystal card close to the elder’s crystal card.

However, he had no idea what to do next.

Suddenly, Wyatt Barnes found himself a bit embarrassed.

"Merge your spiritual energy into it, and think about transferring 1,000 merit points to me."

Seemingly seeing through Wyatt Barnes’s embarrassment, the elder reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Wyatt Barnes immediately merged his spiritual energy into the crystal card in his hand, intending to transfer 1,000 merit points to the elder’s crystal card.

In a flash of thunder and lightning, his crystal card flickered, and a beam of light shot into the elder’s crystal card.

With Wyatt Barnes’s True Energy infused into the crystal card, the displayed balance showed only ’2100’, representing 2,100 merit points.

"It’s that simple?"

Wyatt Barnes looked surprised; he hadn’t thought transferring merit points with a spirit crystal card would be so simple.

"From now on, you may consult the Holy Simplicity in your hand."

The elder spoke.

Wyatt Barnes nodded, then merged his spiritual energy into the Holy Simplicity he held.

In an instant, the information within the Holy Simplicity poured into Wyatt Barnes’s mind, becoming an inseparable part of his memories.

However, among the vast information, only the details about the defensive move ’Silver Cloth Shirt’ were useful to Wyatt Barnes; the rest were of no use to him.

In order not to raise the elder’s suspicion, Wyatt Barnes did not rush to put down the Holy Simplicity.

Usually, a martial artist would need at least fifteen minutes to memorize all the techniques in a Saint-tier martial arts to the level of ’glimpsing the threshold’.

While Wyatt Barnes held the Holy Simplicity pretending to be ’absorbed’, Jemma Clifford was not idle either. She chose a Jade Slip containing med-tier Saint-tier martial arts and transferred 1,000 merit points to the elder.

Immediately afterward, she began to consult the contents of the med-tier Saint-tier martial arts within the Holy Simplicity.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Wyatt Barnes was the first to come back to his senses and discreetly returned the Holy Simplicity to its original place.

Suddenly, Jemma Clifford also came to.

By now, she had memorized the contents of all the moves in the med-tier Saint-tier martial arts to ’glimpsing the threshold’ in her mind.

As for the content beyond that, she couldn’t see it for the time being.

Therefore, she could only return the Holy Simplicity first.

After Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford returned their Holy Simplicity, they continued to ascend and quickly arrived at the third floor of the Hall of Merit.

The third floor of the Hall of Merit is where one can exchange merit points for sacred weapons.

Surprisingly, more than 90% of the sacred weapons displayed on the third floor were ’Top-grade human-tier sacred weapons,’ each shimmering with an intimidating luster.

"Senior, how many merit points are needed to exchange for a top-grade human-tier sacred weapon?"

Jemma Clifford asked the elder who was patrolling the third floor of the Hall of Merit.

"2,000 merit points,"

The elder said calmly.

"2,000 merit points?"

Jemma Clifford’s eyes widened, "That expensive?"

However, the elder did not respond to her, wearing an expression that seemed to say ’don’t exchange if you think it’s too expensive.’

Although she found it expensive, Jemma Clifford eventually chose a top-grade human-tier sacred weapon to exchange for with merit points... For a moment, her crystal card was left with only 100 merit points.

"Truly like returning to the start of the liberation."

Witnessing the balance indicated on Jemma Clifford’s crystal card, Wyatt Barnes shook his head.

Hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, Jemma Clifford, whose heart was bleeding, came back to reality and asked, "Wyatt, what did you just say about returning to the start of the liberation? What does that mean?"

’Returning to the start of the liberation’ is an idiom from Earth’s H Kingdom, the motherland of Wyatt Barnes in his previous life, which of course Jemma Clifford wouldn’t know.

"It means to be reduced back to the original state."

Wyatt Barnes explained.

With this explanation, Jemma Clifford could understand.

While her heart was bleeding, the smile on Jemma Clifford’s face reappeared as she looked at the top-grade human-tier sacred weapon in her hand.

The top-grade human-tier sacred weapon in her hand was also a long whip.

Just like her previous weapon.

It was precisely because this top-grade human-tier sacred weapon was handy for her that she had made the firm decision to make the exchange.

"Wyatt, aren’t you exchanging?"

Seeing that Wyatt Barnes not only did not select a top-grade human-tier sacred weapon but did not even look at those sacred weapons, Jemma Clifford couldn’t help but ask.

"Let’s go to the fourth floor."

Wyatt Barnes smiled and said.

"Wyatt Barnes, I just saw a strong bow over there, a top-grade human-level Holy Weapon... Are you really not going to exchange for it?"

Jemma Clifford asked again for confirmation.

Wyatt Barnes shook his head.

What a joke!

The Sun Shooting Bow he held was a weapon that was countless times better than a top-grade human-level Holy Weapon. He had no need to waste merit points to exchange for an inferior weapon.

Since he did not plan to exchange, Wyatt Barnes took the lead in leaving the third floor of the Hall of Merit and headed straight to the fourth floor.

Jemma Clifford tightly followed him.

The second floor of the Hall of Merit was the place to borrow Emperor Grade martial arts with merit points.

The third floor was the place to exchange for Holy Weapons with merit points.

The fourth floor, if nothing unexpected, should be the place to exchange Pill Medicines with merit points.

As it turned out, Wyatt Barnes had guessed correctly.

The fourth floor of the Hall of Merit was indeed the place to exchange Pill Medicines with ’merit points’.

"One-star Holy Grade Pill Medicine? Two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicine?"

Upon arriving at the fourth floor of the Hall of Merit, Wyatt Barnes had gained a certain understanding of ’Holy Grade Pill Medicines,’ knowing that they were classified into nine levels, from ’one-star’ to ’nine-star’.

Among them, one-star was the lowest level, and nine-star was the highest.

And the fourth floor of the Hall of Merit provided one-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines and two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines, which could be obtained in exchange for merit points.

"Indeed, it is much stronger than Emperor Grade Pill Medicines."

Upon inspecting the one-star Holy Grade Pill Medicine with his spiritual power, Wyatt Barnes easily found that the medicinal power contained within was far superior to Emperor Grade Pill Medicines.

Of course, within the Martial Dao Sacred Land, there was no such term as ’Emperor Grade Pill Medicine;’ the same medicines were referred to as ’Innate Pill Medicine’ in the Martial Dao Sacred Land.

"One piece of one-star Holy Grade Pill Medicine requires the exchange of twenty merit points. One piece of two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicine requires the exchange of one hundred merit points... that’s really a sky-high price!"

Wyatt Barnes’ mouth twitched slightly as he thought to himself.

Whether it was one-star or two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines, among them were medicines for healing injuries and others that could enhance sensitivity to Spiritual Energy in a short amount of time.

The former was for healing wounds.

The latter was to aid in cultivation.

"Eleven ’two-star healing pills’ and ten ’two-star sensitivity pills’."

Wyatt Barnes looked at another elder who was patrolling the fourth floor of the Hall of Merit and said.

The moment he stepped onto the fourth floor of the Hall of Merit, he had already used the ’Heavenly Eye’ to investigate the elder, knowing that this elder was the same as the ones on the lower two floors, all existing at the Great Perfection of the Transcending Mortal Realm.

Wyatt Barnes chose ’two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines,’ costing one hundred merit points each.

Twenty-one pieces, exactly 2100 merit points in total.

Wyatt Barnes transferred all the remaining merit points in his crystal card to the elder’s crystal card in one go and smoothly obtained the Holy Grade Pill Medicines he wanted.

"Two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines that are two levels higher than Emperor Grade Pill Medicines... I wonder about the exact strength of their medicinal power."

After Wyatt Barnes put away the twenty-one Pill Medicines, he was eager to return.

Now, he just wanted to go back and test the ’medicinal power’ of the two-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines.

Seeing Wyatt Barnes’s extravagant behavior, the corners of Jemma Clifford’s mouth twitched imperceptibly.

At the same time, she used her remaining 100 merit points to exchange for five one-star Holy Grade Pill Medicines.

Three one-star healing pills and two one-star sensitivity pills.

After exchanging everything they intended to, Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford prepared to leave.

The two departed from the fourth floor of the Hall of Merit and headed back the way they came, stopping at the staircase on the third floor.

Just because they ran into an ’acquaintance.’

"Miss Jemma, congratulations... You actually gained the City Lord’s protection."

The person Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford ran into was none other than Jan Clark, ranked fifth among the Thirteen Protectors of the Hidden Dragon Camp.

Now, Jan Clark was beaming with a smile as he congratulated Jemma Clifford.

However, Jemma Clifford did not pay him any attention.

The reaction from Jemma Clifford made the smile on Jan Clark’s face completely freeze.

As Jan Clark’s smile disappeared, his gaze shifted from Jemma Clifford and landed on Wyatt Barnes, filled with a murderous intent as if he wished he could kill Wyatt there and then.

Wyatt Barnes faced Jan Clark with an indifferent expression, not the least bit intimidated.

"Wyatt Barnes, if you are still a man... when you get back to Hidden Dragon Camp, challenge me and fight for my number five wooden cabin!"

Jan Clark stared at Wyatt Barnes with cold eyes, his confrontational True Energy transmitting into Wyatt’s ears in a timely fashion.

From just this sentence by Jan Clark, it was clear.

He still didn’t know about Wyatt Barnes being exceptionally taken as a disciple by the City Lord of Hill Mountain City.

And that was indeed the case.

Since returning to the Hidden Dragon Camp three days ago, Jan Clark had been secluded in his cabin until today, because he planned to visit the Hall of Merit. He had only just left the wooden cabin and the Hidden Dragon Camp.

During this time, he had heard about the City Lord of Hill Mountain City publicly offering protection to Jemma Clifford.

But as for the news of Wyatt Barnes becoming a disciple of the City Lord of Hill Mountain City, it had not yet spread, so he was unaware.

Otherwise, he surely wouldn’t have had the nerve to provoke Wyatt Barnes.

"I’ll be waiting for you in Hidden Dragon Camp."

Wyatt Barnes’s expression remained unchanged, but within the depths of his eyes, a wisp of anger flared, indicating his current emotions clearly.

Even a clay figurine has a point of anger!

This Jan Clark had provoked him time and time again, truly treating him like a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will?

"I hope you remember what you’ve just said today... Don’t hide in your wooden cabin when I return."

Jan Clark smiled, a sneer of successful scheming.