“Let’s take a look at the three items that have been refreshed this week!”
Ning Anhao also reacted. No matter what, he had to check out the abilities that were refreshed this time.
【Blood Replenishing Pill (1 bottle), Instant Kill Price: 1 Spirit Stone】
【Bone Tempering Pill (1 bottle), Instant Kill Price: 1 Spirit Stone】
【Spirit Intelligence Fruit (1 piece), Instant Kill Price: 10 Spirit Stones】
Seeing the items that were refreshed this week, Ning An's eyes lit up.
Firstly, the Blood Replenishing Pill, undoubtedly a commonly used pill for martial artists below the fourth rank.
A bottle is worth at least ten Spirit Stones!
But the instant kill price is only one Spirit Stone.
The Bone Tempering Pill is a pill needed by martial artists at the first rank.
A bottle is worth a hundred Spirit Stones or more.
For first-rank martial artists, this is a way to increase their martial arts cultivation.
Of course, what Ning An valued the most was the third item.
Spirit Intelligence Fruit!
Used to help martial artists below the first rank to maximize their potential.
Especially the earlier they take it, the better!
A piece is worth at least hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones, and it's normal for it to be auctioned off for millions of Spirit Stones.
Because it’s in high demand but scarce!
Many second-generation martial artists need this.
Although generally speaking, the higher the martial artist's level, the better the aptitude of their offspring, there are exceptions. Besides, who wouldn't want their offspring to have their potential developed to the fullest?
Even if it’s just a little bit!
Unfortunately, it's useless for Jiang Shun Yuan.
As he stepped into the realm of a martial artist, his blood, bones, and potential have already solidified, so the effects of the Spirit Intelligence Fruit would be almost non-existent.
But this doesn't mean that this Spirit Intelligence Fruit is useless.
He still has a daughter who is about to start her martial arts cultivation.
Ning An had been thinking about going back anyway, and now with the Spirit Intelligence Fruit, he had even more reason to return home.
Without hesitation, Ning An went directly to the Dean's office.
He explained to Jiang He Kang the reason for his leave.
“Xiao An, a month should be enough, right?”
“I can give you a special recruitment task.”
“Consider it a homecoming with honor!”
Jiang He Kang thought for a moment before speaking slowly.
He even gave Ning An a good task.
This task was basically meant for him to gain rewards.
It was also a way of taking care of Ning An, so he wouldn't need to take leave.
For Jiang He Kang, this was a small matter.
Besides, Ning An hadn't been home for three years!
Even in the era of spiritual energy revival, this was considered normal.
“Thank you, Dean!”
Ning An couldn't help but show some excitement as he spoke.
He took a pass from the Dean.
With this pass, there would be no problem returning home.
At least it would speed up the procedures!
Originally, there was a plane leaving from the Nanjiang Martial Arts University to the Shucheng Base an hour later.
They added an extra seat on the plane for Ning An.
They also made a special arrangement for Ning An to stay at the Qingshan Base for a while.
It could be considered a privilege!
Without this pass, Ning An would have to wait for a plane specifically returning to the Qingshan Base.
These planes weren't dedicated to transporting first-rank and second-rank martial artists!
The Nanjiang Ten Thousand Races Battlefield also had many ordinary soldiers operating some technological weapons.
This included transporting supplies from these bases.
There were also ordinary people visiting relatives and so on.
However, before returning, Ning An sent a message to Wen Zhi Qiao first.
Qingshan Base
Qingshan No. 15 Middle School, Wen Zhi Qiao was slightly taken aback when she saw the message on her phone.
“He’s coming back?!”
“He should be back!”
Wen Zhi Qiao murmured to herself.
“Zhi Qiao, is something wrong?!”
Sister Li asked, unable to help but ask.
Because of the subsidy incident two days ago, she was even more enthusiastic towards Wen Zhi Qiao.
A third-rank martial artist was already a big shot in Sister Li's eyes.
Besides, she was an instructor at the Martial Arts University.
There was no harm in befriending Wen Zhi Qiao.
“My husband is coming back!”
Wen Zhi Qiao hesitated for a moment before replying.
After she finished speaking, Sister Li's eyes lit up.
“Zhi Qiao, can you ask your husband to provide some special training for the students?”
Finally, Sister Li gathered her courage and spoke.
Now, Sister Li and Wen Zhi Qiao were teaching the students of Class Nine in the third year together.
Sister Li was in charge of the liberal arts, while Wen Zhi Qiao was in charge of the martial arts.
Of course, in the current era of martial arts, Wen Zhi Qiao had more say.
The martial arts college entrance exam not only related to the students' future.
It also related to a teacher's performance!
Although the school didn't have an elite class and a regular class.
But Class Nine in the third year didn't have any top students.
Whether they could produce a student who could get into the Martial Arts University was a question.
Therefore, she was very anxious.
Actually, Qingshan No. 15 Middle School was among the bottom of all the middle schools.
In previous years, only three students had been admitted to the Martial Arts University.
This was thanks to the Qingshan Base's support for the younger generation over the years.
Otherwise, in Ning An's generation, he was the only one who got into the Martial Arts University.
In the following few generations, either there were none or only one!
If Wen Zhi Qiao's generation had received support during the college entrance exam.
Perhaps she might have also been admitted to a Martial Arts University.
During the college entrance exam that year, Wen Zhi Qiao was just a little short in terms of blood Qi.
Even though spiritual energy had revived for three hundred years, it wasn't easy to become a martial artist.
“I’ll think about it first!”
Finally, Wen Zhi Qiao didn't directly refuse, but spoke instead.
Sister Li didn't say anything else.
Because she could sense that Wen Zhi Qiao’s heart was obviously wavering.