I Use My Secondary Job To Add Talents

Chapter 25: The Second Wave

After a thorough search, Song Fulu left the Golden Classics Tower with a Mortal Level high-grade secret technique.

Concealment Technique!

As the name suggests, it can hide oneself and possesses skills such as disguise, concealment, and bone shrinking. It is a particularly practical secret technique.

Difficult to learn and master, but extremely powerful. Not many people choose it unless their Cultivation Talent has reached twenty-three points, like Song Fulu.

With his exceptionally high Cultivation Talent, Song Fulu only took a day to grasp the basics of the Concealment Technique. He then spent several days to reach a level of proficiency where it could be put to good use.

Concealing his form and hiding his aura and blood, under the cover of night, Song Fulu, dressed in a black robe, silently left the small courtyard where he resided and headed towards the nearby black market.

Within Song Fulu's black robe were dozens of Five Supplement Pills, which he had saved from his daily tasks. These were enough to buy the medicinal ingredients needed to refine dozens of Blood Essence Pills.

As he walked, the night wind blew, and the streets were empty and desolate, with faint whispers of ghostly cries echoing through the streets.

However, Song Fulu had strong vitality, and with weapons, a strong bow, poison powder, hidden weapons, crossbows... he was fearless and undaunted by these minor disturbances.

Moving through the shadows, Song Fulu drew closer to the black market.

"Caw caw..."

When passing by a stone bridge, a female ghost rushed out from under the bridge and pounced towards Song Fulu.

Song Fulu threw a handful of black dog powder, gathered his blood and punched the female ghost consecutively: "Boom boom boom..."

After just three punches, the female ghost exploded, leaving behind a pile of ghostly dust.

This female ghost was just a lower-level ghost, with strength equivalent to a Martial Artist in the Exterior Forging stage. Perhaps she would have been unmatched among peers at the same stage, but for Song Fulu, who had black dog powder, she was nothing more than an easy target.

Collecting the pile of ghostly dust, Song Fulu continued on his way and soon arrived at a secluded street where many people had set up stalls, including members of the Crimson Tiger Gang and the Passing River Association.

Almost everyone had concealed their faces, unwilling to be recognized, and Song Fulu was no exception.

This was not his first time here, but previously, the transactions were not significant, so he didn't need to be so cautious.

He quickly found a stall selling medicinal ingredients and selected several types of herbs. He handed over a Five Supplement Pill, and the stall owner happily accepted it: "Good stuff."

Song Fulu continued to the next stall, purchasing the medicinal ingredients for Blood Essence Pills from different stalls, interspersed with some other pill ingredients to avoid arousing suspicion and letting others know that he intended to refine Blood Essence Pills, which could lead to trouble.

In just over an hour, Song Fulu had bought everything he needed and turned to leave the black market.

Not long after leaving the black market, Song Fulu suddenly accelerated, shaking off two Martial Artists who were tailing him, and disappeared into the streets.

"What a fat sheep, too bad he got away."

"He took out dozens of Five Supplement Pills. He might be a Middle Level pharmacist himself. These guys are the richest."

...

The two Martial Artists reluctantly stopped and prepared to return to the black market to find other targets.

"Swoosh swoosh..."

At this moment, two arrows suddenly shot out from the shadows of the street, silently piercing the necks of the two individuals. It was only then that they realized something was amiss, but unfortunately, it was already too late. The two Interior Refinement First Layer Martial Artists died on the spot.

After waiting for a moment to ensure there were no abnormalities, Song Fulu emerged from the shadows. The one who kills must be prepared to be killed in return.

Dragging the bodies of the two individuals to a corner, Song Fulu searched them and unexpectedly found five hundred taels of gold, equivalent to several million in the previous world's currency. It seemed that these two had robbed quite a few people.

With these five hundred taels of gold, Song Fulu would not lack money for a short period of time. However, the city was becoming increasingly chaotic. Even Martial Artists at the Interior Refinement realm had started to become bandits. The reason why these two individuals had so much gold on them was probably because they had robbed many people.

With a full harvest, Song Fulu returned to the small courtyard where he lived and began refining Blood Essence Pills.

In the following days, Song Fulu would occasionally visit the black market to purchase the necessary medicinal materials and refine various high-grade Mortal Level pills to enhance his strength and rapidly increase his Cultivation Realm.

The battle between the Crimson Tiger Gang and the Passing River Association continued. The drought became more severe, and many civilians from outside the city left their hometowns and came to Passing River City to make a living, causing the streets to become even more chaotic.

Many small factions affiliated with the Crimson Tiger Gang and the Passing River Association were gradually wiped out. The government and family forces took advantage of the situation to consolidate their power and quietly grow stronger.

According to what some people from the Pharmacist Department said, the death toll from both major factions had already exceeded ten thousand, and they were having trouble paying out compensation.

But even in this situation, the fighting and killing between the two sides over resources did not stop.

In the middle of the night, just as Song Fulu had finished digesting a Blood Essence Pill and was about to rest, he felt that something was amiss.

Without thinking too much, Song Fulu rolled on the ground. At that moment, a sword light silently pierced through the window and landed where Song Fulu had been standing before.

"Feng Juan Yun Shu!"

Drawing the Goose Feather Knife that was beside him, which had been refined seventy-two times, Song Fulu confronted the burly figure that was attacking him.

"Chi chi chi chi chi chi..."

The sword light flickered, landing on the Goose Feather Knife without making much sound. Song Fulu didn't want to cause too much commotion, and this was just to his liking.

The Whirlwind Blade Technique was exquisite, easily blocking the sword technique that was as fast as sparks. No matter how much effort the opponent exerted, they couldn't harm Song Fulu in the slightest.

"So you've been hiding so deeply. Cui Liangliang was probably killed by you, right?"

The burly figure's voice was hoarse, making it difficult to tell if it was male or female. Their face was filled with shock, never expecting that a mere Middle Level Pharmacist would possess such astonishing strength, truly beyond imagination.

Song Fulu frowned, "Another person from the Mange River Hall? Die!"

His knife technique became even sharper, completely enveloping the enemy, leaving them unable to break free. Every move and technique was powerful and heavy, rendering the burly figure defenseless.

"Poisonous Dragon Smoke!"

Realizing that they couldn't successfully assassinate tonight, the burly figure decisively threw out a poison pill, filling the entire house with green smoke.

Facing the invasion of the poisonous smoke, Song Fulu had no choice but to retreat. Just as the burly figure was about to escape, they suddenly felt dizzy and their footsteps paused.

"Chi..."

With just this pause, Song Fulu stabbed her in the chest with a knife, killing her on the spot. As for the Mortal Level high-grade Poisonous Dragon Smoke, Song Fulu had already taken a Mortal Level high-grade detoxification pill to neutralize it.

Having gained more knowledge, Song Fulu was already familiar with the commonly used poisons of the Passing River Association and always carried the corresponding antidotes with him.

(End of this chapter)