Chapter 322: Mysterious Pill Formula, Innumerable Value
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Sammy Dudley hung up the call and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was worrying too much.
There was no need to pay too much attention to the matter Lenny Flitwick matter.
Zayn Ziegler ordered his men to collect the corpse and asked, “Commander, how should we respond to the capital?”
“There’s no need to respond. We’ll continue waiting!”
Braydon chose to sit under a banyan tree and had Logan Hall bring over a table to play chess with Old Man Zito.
It was as if he was still waiting for someone!
The whole matter was not over yet.
Even an official of the capital was involved in Wilhelm Thompson’s matter.
It seemed like this old man had some secrets.
Otherwise, why would the Flitwick family not hesitate to ask Micah Lane to save him?
Forget friendship!
For the powerful and aristocratic families, they did not believe in friendship. They only cared about benefits.
If there were not enough benefits, the people of the Flitwick family would not have come to rescue an old man.
Braydon held a black chess piece and played chess with Old Man Zito on the chessboard. His thin lips moved slightly. “Zayn, bring Wilhelm Thompson here and ask him. ”
“Yes, sir!”
Zayn personally brought Wilhelm out of the secret chamber.
Wilhelm looked a lot more haggard. His legs were crippled, and he was carried by Zayn to an empty place.
Everyone looked at the old man. His hair was disheveled, and his face was pale.
Who would have thought that because of him, an official would die here?
Braydon’s deep eyes were fixed on the chessboard. His slender fingers kept putting down black pieces. He said indifferently, “Wilhelm, do you recognize the three bodies on the ground?”
Wilhelm’s entire body trembled. His gaze was filled with respect toward the young man in white who was playing chess.
“Is that Robert Flitwick, the second son of the Flitwick family?” he asked in surprise.
“You’re already so old, but you’re not muddled. Do you know him?”
Logan lifted a white cloth.
Wilhelm’s pupils constricted. “The deputy commander of the Central Plains team, Micah Lane, he, he…
“Micah Lane was the deputy commander. He colluded with the martial artists of the aristocratic families and was sentenced to death!”
Zayn’s gaze was cold.
Logan dragged over the corpse of Lenny Flitwick and asked, “Do you know him?”
“I don’t know him!”
Wilhelm really did not know him.
Lenny was far away in the capital and was an official. He was not someone he could meet.
Braydon did not look at him. “He’s called Lenny Flitwick. He’s an official of the Mountain Division in the capital.”
“Huh?”
Wilhelm’s scalp went numb. He looked at Braydon as if he was looking at a terrifying figure.
In his eyes, an official of the capital was a big shot.
Yet here he was, dead.
Who dared to kill an official?
Perhaps only the Northern King sitting before him!
“All three of them died because of you,” Sammy Dudley said indifferently.
“They all died to save you. Tell me, what do you have that is worth the Flitwick family’s desperate efforts to get you?!”
There were no fools present.
If Wilhelm had no value, would the Flitwick family come to save an old man like him and worship him as if he was their ancestor?
Only Wilhelm could explain this.
Everyone was waiting.
Waiting for him to tell them!
A moment later.
Wilhelm seemed to have aged ten years. He said hoarsely, “It’s all because of the trouble left behind by our ancestors. The thing that the Flitwick family wants is a pill formula left behind by our Thompson family’s ancestor.”
“What pill formula?”
Zayn’s eyes lit up.
The heyday of ancient martial arts was accompanied by other unorthodox ways.
In order to improve their strength, ancient martial artists had unique body refinement techniques and also created pill formulas. They used spiritual herbs to form pills that could strengthen the physique.
For martial artists, the stronger their physique was, the more they did not have to suppress their basic strength.
With an increase in their basic strength, they would be able to release even more powerful force when they reach the ninth level of the light force and dark force.
The strength of one’s physique was crucial to a martial artist.
Unfortunately, in the modern era, ancient martial arts were on the verge of dying out. The inheritance was almost lost. Ancient medical skills and ancient martial arts techniques were all lost.
They did not expect that the Thompson family would have a pill formula.
Wilhelm recalled. “According to the family records, our family was at its peak during the 1600s. Our ancestors were not only national doctors but also martial artists. They had seven pill formulas, and the pills they concocted could strengthen one’s physique.
“With these pill formulas, my family quickly became prosperous and was passed down until today. After experiencing ups and downs, seven pill formulas were gradually lost, and now only half of the incomplete pill formulas are left.
“This is probably what the Flitwick family wants.”
Wilhelm sighed.
He suddenly thought of the family’s former glory and then looked at its current state of struggling on the verge of death, which inevitably made him sigh endlessly.
“What pill formula?” Sammy asked.
“To be precise, it’s not a pill formula. It’s a medicinal powder formula called the Poison Cleansing Powder. People have been eating grains for so long. Over time, their bodies would accumulate a large amount of impurities, which would be a burden on their bodies. As for martial artists who wanted to improve their physique, it would cleanse the body of these impurities.” At this point, Wilhelm had no choice but to tell the truth.
To be honest, if these important figures were to target the Thompson family…
Descendants of the Thompson family would not be able to live a good life.
Because of him, there was already an official who had lost his life here.
Therefore, the old man confessed everything.
Wilhelm sighed and said, “There are seven pill formulas from our ancestors. It is said that there is a pill formula for the Body Tempering Pill.”
“What?”
Zayn was intrigued.
He already knew that the Thompson family was the strongest family in Preston, but after they got into trouble, they gradually declined.
He did not expect the Thompson family’s ancestors to be so powerful during their glorious days.
In the era of martial artists, the Body Tempering Pill was a necessity for martial artists.
Pills, powder, medicinal soup, and herbal dishes were all food for martial artists.
There were great benefits.
The Flitwick family, a martial artist family, must have coveted the inheritance left behind by the Thompson’s ancestors, which was why they had come to save Wilhelm.
Of course, it was fortunate that it was the modern era. Special operations teams all over the world secretly monitored the martial artists of the aristocratic families.
If the special operations team caught any unusual movements of the aristocratic families, they would be severely punished.
In ancient times, if the Thompson family was weak but possessed treasures, the outcome would definitely be that the family would be destroyed by experts and the pill formula would be taken away.
This kind of thing had happened many times in the modern world.
Not to mention ancient times!
“Is the Poison Cleansing Powder useful for martial artists?” Zayn asked with a frown.
“Of course, it’s useful. For martial artists who take it for the first time, their basic strength can increase by ten to twenty pounds!”
Wilhelm replied immediately.
These pill formulas were originally meant for martial artists to consume.
If ordinary people consumed these pills, it would also be good for them.
Having this kind of pill formula, even the Preston main team would be envious.
Spiritual medicine was extinct in the modern era, and every method to improve a warrior was extremely rare.
Now, there were prescriptions that could increase a martial artist’s overall strength.
To be honest, Zayn and the others were tempted.
“If I hand over the pill formula, will Commander Ziegler spare my life?” Wilhelm asked.
He was addressing Zayn, but his pleading gaze was directed at the white-robed youth playing chess beside the banyan tree.
He knew that if the Northern King were to say something…
He would be saved!
Braydon ignored Wilhelm. The black chess piece was flicked out from his fingers!
Whoosh!
The black chess piece tore through the air and landed on a lush tree 200 meters away.
A muffled groan sounded, accompanied by a black-robed youth falling from the tree.
There were actually martial artists monitoring them outside the Preston main team base?
