137: C137 Six-word Dazhi Curse

C137 Six-word Dazhi Curse

Chu Yue retracted her hand after she had pushed her palm away. Her arm quickly slashed through the air in front of her.

The copper piece in the air seemed to have been ignited, revealing a scorching red color. It was as if a meteor shower was raining down from the sky above the hall.

The copper piece that had been infected by fire magic had been completely cleared of Military Force Value. Even if it were to explode, it would still be like any other ordinary object, no longer possessing a strong killing power.

Chu Hong waved his sleeve, and the red copper pieces flew in front of him. Chu Hong waved his sleeve and the red copper pieces flew in front of him.

At this moment, Fat-faced Monk's face suddenly showed a shocked expression. In his eyes, a red-yellow giant palm imprint that radiated intense flames was slowly approaching him.

Fat-faced Monk shouted and bit his lips hard. His finger pressed against his bleeding lips at an extremely fast speed. The tip of his finger was stained with blood as he quickly wrote a few words in the air in front of him.

Om, bumpkin.

It was a Buddhist mantra, a spell with six words.

As he was writing the last word, the man with the Flame Palm Seal slowly pressed down on the six word curse.

"Rumble!" The six words of the Great Brilliant Curse released a bright light under the pressure of the Flame Palm Shadow. It was so powerful that it was hard to look straight at. But soon, the light emitted by the "Six Character Great Brilliance Curse" flashed a few times and then slowly faded away. The six words in the air slowly faded away.

The heat emitted by the Flame Palm was no longer as scorching as before. The palm image was still there, but it was still there as it slowly pressed towards Fat-faced Monk's chest.

At this moment, Fat-faced Monk had a bitter expression on his face. He was powerless to fight against the palm shadow. He closed his eyes and let the already much dimmer fire palm land on his chest.

The palm print disappeared the moment it was touched. Ten breaths later, Fat-faced Monk gradually lowered his head.

As Fat-faced Monk pointed his head forward, blood that was mixed with golden liquid flowed out from his orifices. Once the blood flowed out and was exposed to the air, it began to burn fiercely like dry firewood.

Chu Hong watched the whole scene with his mouth agape. Fat-faced Monk's blood had obviously been ignited, but because of his Unbreakable Body, the blood in his body didn't burn up. Once the blood left the body and came in contact with the air, it would quickly start to spontaneously combust.

To be able to harm a monk with an indestructible body and Inca to such an extent, it could only be a high level fire magic.

And such tyrannical and powerful high level fire magic was actually cast by Chu Yue.

Chu Hong was stunned for a while. He slowly turned his head and looked at Chu Yue with his eyes wide open. His lips moved, but he did not say anything.

Chu Yue smiled and said, "Royal Father, this is a long story. I can only tell you that all of this is because of Ye Tian. Not only did he cure my cold, but he also gave me the ability I have today. My current strength is an Elementary Magic Mentor. "

After listening to Chu Yue's simple explanation, Chu Hong's mouth opened even wider, and his mind was in a mess. Chu Yue had only said a few words, but she did not remember anything else. Chu Hong had only remembered two words, one was Ye Tian, and the other was Magic Mentor.

Chu Yue was now Magic Mentor.

In the entire East Continent, Magic Mentor were extremely rare and respected. If all the Magic Mentor in the Tiangong Empire were to be added together, there might be more than ten of them, but not more than twenty.

Right now, right in front of him, his own daughter, the Empire's Eldest Imperial Princess, was a Magic Mentor.

Chu Hong couldn't accept this shocking fact all of a sudden.

After a while, Chu Hong finally came back to his senses and calmed down. Chu Hong looked at the four corpses of the Inca Monk that were burnt beyond recognition and said lightly: "Fukai, he is not only my Fukai, he is the entire Tiangong Empire's Fukai."

After saying that, Chu Hong raised his head, looked at the spiralling incense outside the door, and continued: "Perhaps, he will also be the lucky star for the entire East Continent."

At this time, Chu Yu suddenly grabbed onto Chu Yue's arm and asked coquettishly: "Elder sister, I want to level up too, I also want to become a Magic Mentor."

Her delicate hand tapped the tip of Chu Yu's nose. "Foolish sister, how can it be so easy to become a Magic Mentor?"

Chu Yu suddenly thought of Ye Tian's treatment method. Her face slightly blushed as she said, "Can we let that good-for-nothing level up quickly by healing daily?"

Hearing Chu Yu's words, Chu Yue's face flushed red as she retorted, "He's your Prince Consort. Sooner or later, he'll be yours. When the time comes, I'll let him treat you every day."

"Ah?" "Healing every day." Chu Yu blushed as she began to look forward to the beautiful days in the future.2

In the afternoon, Royal Central Bank's ten thousand shares had already been issued out. The first day the Royal Bank opened, he earned a total of one million silver. Although in terms of ownership, these 1 million silver did not belong to Ye Tian and Denean, but most of the silver was for five or even ten years. At least, before the end of these years, the 1 million silver taels would belong to Ye Tian and Denean.

Regardless of whether it was investing in a Royal Cars and Horses Shop or opening a sub-number, or first meeting the needs of the Divine Weapon Camp, this was still a considerable amount of funds.

After arranging the one million silver bills and putting it into a code cabinet that had been strengthened with magic, Ye Tian and Denean looked at each other and smiled, then called for everyone to close the Royal Bank door.

At this time, Ye Tian spoke to Denean: "I still have some things to do, and I need to go to Royal Bureau of Pharmaceutical. You guys go back to Jade Lake West Garden first."

Speaking to this, Ye Tian laughed: "After you guys go back, it would be best if you guys could prepare a feast. Royal Bank will bring you guys benefits, so we should celebrate tonight.

Mei Rou snorted in disdain when she saw Ye Tian's greedy look. Denean and Bi Ling, on the other hand, had excited looks on their faces as they clapped in approval.

From the moment Royal Bank came out, Ye Tian called Hong Sheng and sat in the carriage, all the way to Royal Bureau of Pharmaceutical.

Due to the huge consumption in the establishment and training of Divine Weapon Camp, Ye Tian's biggest problem now was still money. Other than forming a team to kill the level nine Devil Beast, Ye Tian also came up with the idea of making high level medicines and auctioning them at the Imperial Auction.

Right now, there was already a ready-made item, which was a level 7 medicine, also a beginner drug, Ye Tian.

The role of Amocillin was to help Mages and Warriors level up. Moreover, ignoring the threshold of rank, other than leveling up, it could also level up.

The most important thing was that Amocillin did not have any magic power or martial power, so it could be used by both warriors and mages at the same time.

Although the original intention of this potion was to help Lin Qiyu advance her level so that they could form a team that could kill level 9 Devil Beast easily. However, Ye Tian's appetite was not only limited to this.

In the East Continent, there were many potions that could directly help a warrior or mage level up. In the capital, high-grade medicine stores were selling Forin Liquid, Five Yang Soup, Rushing Heaven Grass, and more than a dozen other medicines.

However, there were all kinds of restrictions for these medicines. For example, Forin Liquid could only help mages level up. Moreover, Forin Liquid could only be used by intermediate mages. It could help intermediate mages level up to advanced mages. Another example was that the Five Yang Soup only applied to Holy Battlemaster, although his level was two levels higher than Forin, but the effect of the soup was probabilistic, which meant that it could level up, or it could not. It was entirely dependent on luck.

All of these restrictions and scope of application determine that the sales of these medicines are not large and that the actual buyers are not many, so their prices are not considered expensive. First, low-level wizards and warriors could train on their own for a period of time and achieve the goal of levelling up. Second, these drugs sometimes show some side effects.

Ye Tian was very confident in the effectiveness of the Amocillin. Compared to the medicine above, Amocillin s were completely acceptable.

Although the upper limit of the medicinal effect was either Advanced Devil Spirit Master or advanced Holy Battlemaster, as long as one was at this level, not only was there no level limit, there was also no job limit. Although Ye Tian had not really tested it yet, the universality of Amocillin s were similar to that of doctors, talisman craftsmen, spirit masters and other jobs that were rarely seen.

Furthermore, the Amocillin had no side effects at all, and would not have the slightest bit of negative effects.

And the true value of the Ye Clan's Amocillin lies in its ability to upgrade and become a High Ranked Warrior and Mage. There was no question of probability, luck, or failure.

Through Yeh Rong, Ye Tian understood that the Imperial Auction auction for some rare treasures that could raise the level of warriors and mages. For example, the blue liquid in the Silver Dragon's eyes, could often be auctioned for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of gold. As a result, the effects of these treasures were not the least bit inferior to the Ye Clan Amocillin, so why couldn't they be sold off in the Imperial Auction?

Although it would take at least 8 hours to create the Ten Blessed Cube's Amocillin, and it would also require Ye Tian to put in a lot of effort, but ten Advanced Devil Spirit Master or ten high grade Wu Steel could be directly promoted with the Ten Blessed Cube's Amocillin. Even according to the auction price of 100,000 gold each, this was equal to 1,000,000 gold.

Compared to the just opened Royal Bank which only received ten thousand silver per day, the profits of the Ten Thousand Cube Amocillin were ten times that of the Royal Bank.

No matter how it was calculated, this was still a worthwhile transaction. Ye Tian even planned to take out a square of Amocillin and give it to the Imperial Auction for auction. Earning a hundred thousand taels of gold a day was the best way to earn money.

Ye Tian thought happily as the carriage slowly stopped in front of Royal Bureau of Pharmaceutical's main entrance.

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