Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Inner Yuan Pill

He held out a small porcelain bottle and said: “Sister, this is an Inner Yuan Pill. If you take it, you will gain ten years of inner power. Your lightness skill is amazing, and your inner strength must be strong too. With ten more years of power, you will surely win the Earthly Ranking tournament in one go!”

Yu Zhi Yi looked at the pill, then at Jiang Liu Bin, and after a moment said: “This is too precious. You should keep it for yourself.”

Jiang Liu Bin shook his head like a rattle and said: “The pill is precious, but you are more important, Sister. Please take it!”

Yu Zhi Yi said: “I don’t need it.”

She really did not want to be tied to this so-called brother, but she was also telling the truth. She truly did not need the Inner Yuan Pill. Her cultivation method and this pill were not even from the same system, so it would not help her.

Not knowing the reason, Jiang Liu Bin pulled a long face and said in a pitiful tone: “Sister, are you still mad at me? I admit I was too loud the last two times and did some stupid things. I apologize. Please don’t be angry, all right?”

He reached for Yu Zhi Yi’s sleeve, but one look from her stopped him at once. He did not dare to act up again, yet his hands, legs, and mouth did not stay idle. He kept bowing and said over and over: “Good sister, good sister…”

Yu Zhi Yi fell silent and thought: [How gross.] Goosebumps rose on her arms, and her scalp prickled. With the space between her brows twitching, she lowered her voice and snapped: “Shut up!”

He brightened and said: “Sister is willing to forgive me? That’s great!”

She said: “When did I say that…”

He rushed on and said: “Sister, you are the best. Just wait. I’m going down to race horses against them. The prize is a Featherflight Bow made by Chu Yue Manor. I’ll win it for you!”

Yu Zhi Yi thought: [This man is so impulsive.]

Not long after Jiang Liu Bin left, Jiang Liu Yun arrived and said with a smile: “Sister, there’s a horse race this afternoon. Do you want to watch?”

Yu Zhi Yi glanced at the porcelain bottle in her hand, which held the Inner Yuan Pill, then pressed her lips together and asked: “You were invited too?”

“Yes,” Jiang Liu Yun said: “It’s a tradition in the martial world. Every year there is a horse race, and those who compete are the standouts of the new generation.”

Yu Zhi Yi felt a little curious and said: “Don’t people in the martial world usually make friends through fighting?”

She remembered that horse racing was something the army and the grassland tribes liked. In the capital some people liked it too, but nobles preferred to watch rather than compete themselves.

Jiang Liu Yun said: “Horse racing is just a general name. The Grand Horse Racing Meet uses horses as tools to show different skills, like mounted archery and mounted ball games.”

It counted as a grand event. The main participants were the new generation of the martial world, but the lords also paid attention. The prizes were funded together by several giants of the martial world. Some even took treasures straight from their own vaults. For people of the martial world, nothing pulls the heart more than peerless weapons and martial manuals.

Yu Zhi Yi herself had little interest, but when she saw Li Rou’s eager face and how the heir apparent of Marquis Wu’an and the others were also excited, she said: “Then let’s go take a look.”

As the commander of the martial world, the martial alliance should always receive an invitation to a grand event like this, even if others did not. But the invitations had gone out days ago, and Yu Zhi Yi had only arrived in the last two days, so she had no invite. Thinking of this, she did not feel slighted, only curious, and asked: “Can I still go without an invitation?”

“It’s fine,” Jiang Liu Yun said: “Every contestant can bring friends to watch.”

Yu Zhi Yi pointed to Li Rou and the others beside her and asked: “If I want to bring them too, will that cause you trouble?”