Meng Jia looked at the bald, burly man lying on the ground with displeasure; he was short and weak!
Deer Tree, Linafil, and the others started clapping. Meng Jia, upon hearing this, immediately became smug and walked towards them with a happy expression. Then...
Awooooo!!!
A scream rang out as a huge fist sent Mengjia, Lushu, Linafiel, and the others flying as they approached. They stared speechlessly at the grimacing giant.
Then they all sighed, "Oh, here we go again."
Sure enough, Mengjia jumped up and roared, "Woof! You handsome bastard! Woof!!!"
The handsome guy chuckled, then rushed out of the crowd and attacked Mengjia. The two began to wrestle, and the commotion was much more intense than when Mengjia fought with the bald giant.
The attributes of these handsome guys are quite rare: the power of the stars. This attribute makes their bodies extremely strong and gives them great resistance to most elemental attacks.
Meng Jia was well aware of the situation, so he attacked without holding back at all. Various powerful lightning bolts continuously bombarded Ju Liangzai, but Ju Liangzai's iron fists fearlessly crushed all the lightning attacks.
Watching the two fight, Lu Shu, Lina Fiel, and the others found it utterly unbearable to watch. Even though they had broken through to the level of Creator God, the two of them were still fighting like that.
Since they weren't watching the fight between Mengjia and Juliangzai, they naturally turned their attention to Chen Ping.
When the bald, burly man realized no one was paying attention to him, he considered running away, but he immediately dismissed the idea. He was joking; the other party was a peak-level Creator God. Run? He'd probably be dead before he even left the island.
So the bald, burly man obediently returned to the four of them, sat down, and looked at Chen Ping expectantly, wondering if he was satisfied with his performance just now.
......
Chen Ping's gaze fell on the bald, burly man, then swept over the group before calmly saying, "Now that the battle is over, it's time for you to demonstrate your worth. If you have no value, then I won't be polite." His words filled the air with a serious and resolute atmosphere.
Upon hearing this, Siwu's heart tightened. He knew that his strength lay not in combat, but in his extraordinary perception.
Especially in the special environment of the core sea area, the role of perception is greatly weakened, but he can still maintain a perception range that is two to three times higher than that of strong people of the same level. The price is the sacrifice of about one-third of his combat power, which makes his performance in combat far inferior to others, and he is more inclined to play a support role in the team.
Just as Siwu was about to speak, Huanhun behind him spoke first, which made him feel slightly relieved, while also harboring a sliver of expectation. After all, Huanhun's situation was similar to his own; he was also not a character skilled in direct combat.
If Huanhun can successfully persuade Chen Ping to acknowledge its value, then Siwu feels that he might also be able to find a way out.
Huanhun, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened them, looked at Chen Ping, and said, "I... I'll go first."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping looked at Huanhun, the only female intruder of the Creator God, who was also at the mid-stage of the Creator God realm, making her far stronger than the other four. He nodded and said, "Alright, you go first. Speak."
Huanhun was silent for a moment, then began to speak: "I am skilled in potion making and can concoct hundreds of potions, as well as more than a dozen self-created potions, three of which are at the level of the Creator God."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping looked at Huan Hun with interest and nodded slightly. "Pharmacology, indeed, is a rare skill. In the eyes of many cultivators, the status of advanced pharmacists is often extremely respected, because they can create life-saving elixirs that can turn the tide of life or secret medicines that can enhance cultivation."
After a moment's thought, Chen Ping added, "If your abilities are truly as you say, they are still a considerable asset. However, as you've probably seen before, we don't lack potions, so the value of your potion-making skills will be significantly reduced."
Hiss~
Upon hearing this, Siwu and the bald giant gasped in shock. Damn, if they had that kind of ability, they would have already found a top power to serve and lived a wonderful life.
Why wander around everywhere? And even end up here now?
After his initial shock, Siwu felt somewhat disappointed. He couldn't compare to the ability of the Illusionary Soul. Alchemists were resource-intensive, and not everyone could afford to consume them.
Putting aside other things, a high-quality potion, under normal circumstances, will require at least a few failures before it can be successful. There is an element of luck involved. Of course, this refers to potions of the same level.
For example, Huanhun is currently at the level of a Creator God. If she were to make a Creator God-level potion, the success rate would be difficult to guarantee. It would take at least five potion materials to possibly make one potion, and that would be considered high.
......
Huanhun stared at Chen Ping expressionlessly. After hearing Chen Ping's words, her expression did not change. Didn't she know that the guards had more than a dozen bottles of high-level potions before? Those were all God-King level potions.
But she was still very confident in her own pharmacology, because the potions she created were unique and unlike anything else.
Huanhun said calmly, "Among my self-created potions, there is one that can enhance strength. It is at the level of a creator god and has no side effects. Its effect is to increase one-tenth of one's divine power."
The others were shocked again. Was this really so incredible? A tenth increase in divine power? One could only imagine how monstrous it was. You know, the Alchemy Association also sells this type of potion, but the price isn't outrageously expensive, and the effects are just so-so. Moreover, there aren't any potions at the level of a creator god; the highest level they offer is only at the level of a god king, and even then, it only increases one-fiftieth of the divine power.
Even so, it costs 10 million Origin Gold Coins per bottle, and it's in short supply. It's sold out instantly as soon as it appears, and the black market price has already increased several times over.
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but tap the armrest on his seat. To be honest, they didn't actually have a potion with this kind of effect. After all, their potions were all independently developed by Hua Xiao and Ling Nana, without any systematic training.
Chen Ping glanced at Hua Xiao and Ling Nana. Sure enough, the two of them were staring at Huan Hun with shining eyes. Hua Xiao was a flower fairy and Ling Nana was a spirit plant. They had no interest in fighting and killing, but they were extremely interested in potion-making.
It seems that this phantom soul can be kept.
After thinking it over, Chen Ping shifted his gaze from her to Siwu and the others, saying, "Now all that's missing are you guys."
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