Lin Tian glanced at Xiao Manxuan’s ample chest and thought to himself, "You don’t need to show up; you’re already great."
However, he still said, "Second Miss, rest assured, I’ll let you take the stage next ti. Is that okay now?"
"That’s more like it." Xiao Manxuan was finally satisfied.
Lin Tian was speechless, at a loss for words, and had no choice but to drive away from the parking lot. When he returned to the Xiao Mansion, Xiao Manxuan had dinner and then plunged into the small building to read and practice diligently, the little girl still keeping in mind the bet she had with Lin Tian.
Seizing the ti before sunset, Lin Tian began to cultivate the Cultivation Technique from the beast skin, absorbing the essence of the sun. After adapting during the previous session, this ti’s cultivation felt much more comfortable, without the sensation of being burned.
In the afterglow of the sun, specks of essence andered freely. Lin Tian absorbed them like he would moonlight; the difference being that part of the sun’s essence was absorbed by the fire power in his forehead, and only the remainder strengthened his zombie body.
Only when the sun had withdrawn its last glimr of light and the cover of night descended did Lin Tian conclude his cultivation. After the session, Lin Tian felt that the fire power had improved, albeit slightly, but at least he saw hope, unlike before when he could only passively wait for opportunities.
"I wonder if there are a third or fourth piece of beast skin, and what exactly is this Cultivation Technique?" Lin Tian murmured to himself. After think for a long ti, he still couldn’t figure it out.
He gave up on further exploration and took out three items from his pocket; they were the Crescent Blades. The Crescent Blades were originally the Ghost Princess’s weapon and were exceptionally sharp. After Xu Feibai killed the Ghost Princess and took the Crescent Blades, he used them for trade, and they ended up with Lin Tian.
Too exhausted from last night, Lin Tian had not had the chance to study the Crescent Blades. According to Xu Feibai, as long as he dripped zombie blood onto the Crescent Blades regularly, over ti, he would be able to achieve Sword Control.
Sword Control, that was the legendary skill. Lin Tian imagined himself controlling the Crescent Blades with his will, an exciting prospect, more surreptitious than a sniper rifle’s attack.
Lin Tian forced out three drops of zombie blood from within his body and dripped one drop onto each Crescent Blade. The zombie blood touched the Crescent Blades and was absorbed instantly, like water into a sponge.
After absorbing the zombie blood, the originally moon-white Crescent Blades slowly changed to a sinister blood color, but the tint did not last long before fading away.
Lin Tian was amazed to discover that a faint thread of blood appeared within the moon-white Crescent Blades.
Could it be that the entire Crescent Blade has to turn blood red to achieve the aim of Sword Control from afar? Lin Tian’s mind raced with a sudden possibility.
Regrettably, Xu Feibai hadn’t made this clear before he left, leaving behind a pile of unanswered questions, just like the young female zombie who left abruptly. Both were irresponsible zombies.
To verify his guess, Lin Tian forced out another drop of zombie blood and let it fall onto one of the Crescent Blades, but this ti, the blood stayed on the surface and was not absorbed.
"It seems Xu Feibai didn’t lie; this isn’t sothing that can be done overnight. I must be patient and polish the skill gradually to possibly achieve the state of Sword Control," Lin Tian thought reluctantly, proceeding to reclaim the zombie blood.
After storing the Crescent Blades, Lin Tian began to read. He had quite a few books to read now, not only those for the college entrance exam but also dical texts obtained from the Shrine, especially the "Shennong Emperor’s dical Scripture" and "Pharmacist’s Notes," which were keys to opening the door to another professional hall, the Pharmacist profession.
Lin Tian had carefully analyzed and concluded that this Pharmacist was different from the modern Pharmacist; it seed to be an older profession, one he had never heard of before.
He read books at a rapid pace, and soon finished the dical texts, but when he ca across the "Shennong Emperor’s dical Scripture", he got stuck. It wasn’t that he couldn’t rember it, but the content was too profound and he couldn’t understand it.
In the pages, Lin Tian saw many lines and question marks, which he guessed were probably left by Oda Manaka while reading.
Oda Manaka, being a bona fide alchemist, had so many questions when reading, which ant Lin Tian was even less likely to understand. After all, he was just a high school student with much to learn.
But Lin Tian did not lose heart. He knew his lack of understanding was because he was just beginning his journey as a pharmacist and many things were unfamiliar. However, he had confidence in his ability to comprehend, believing that with careful thought, he would eventually understand.
Furthermore, with the "Pharmacist’s Notes" as a guide, Lin Tian felt even more confident about unlocking the gates to the world of pharmacists.
For the better part of the evening, aside from studying for his college entrance exams, Lin Tian devoted his ti to studying the "Shennong Emperor’s dical Scripture" and "Pharmacist’s Notes".
He felt he learned a lot in half a night. Pharmacists, unlike physicians, focus on concocting dicine. Though both understand pharmacology, a pharmacist has the edge.
A pharmacist can not only create various dicines to cure diseases but also refine elixirs that assist ancient martial artists, along with other substances of peculiar effect.
Lin Tian concluded that pharmacists have a wondrous profession, more magical than physicians and comparable to the ancient career of martial artists.
Before going to sleep, sothing suddenly occurred to Lin Tian. The Xiao Family possessed a mysterious elixir recipe, from which Oda Manaka had concocted the "Blood Angel" based on parts of the information from that recipe.
He could almost be certain that this recipe was in all likelihood associated with pharmacists, possibly created by one in the past, and maybe even required a pharmacist to fully comprehend it.
If he got the chance, he thought about asking Miss to let him see it, though he also knew the chances were slim. It was the biggest secret of the Xiao Family, coveted by many forces. Miss would not allow just anyone access to it.
The next morning, Lin Tian was woken up by Xiao Manxuan as usual; living with the Xiao Family ant he no longer needed an alarm clock with the energetic little girl around.
Arriving at the school entrance, before he even entered, Lin Tian saw a crowd of people blocking the school gate, at least a dozen, talking with the security guards about sothing. Another guard made a call, and then let these people in.
These people didn’t look like students, but rather like the parents of students. Lin Tian found it strange: what could a group of parents possibly need at the school so early in the morning?
"Lin Tian, those must be the students’ parents, right? Today is not a parent-teacher eting, so what are they doing here?" Xiao Manxuan asked curiously.
Lin Tian shook his head, saying with puzzlent, "I don’t know either. Judging by their mood just now, it didn’t seem very good. They’re so angry this early in the morning; it must not be sothing pleasant."
Previously, the guards didn’t let them through promptly, which agitated a few parents.
"I recognize so of them; they seem to be parents of senior students. Could they be here to bring their children nutritional supplents?" Xiao Manxuan speculated. Although the school food wasn’t bad, so parents still worried and occasionally sent supplents.
"No," Lin Tian said with certainty.
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