Deliveryman of the Heaven

"You vampire, you must be hungry again!"    

Weiqing took off his shirt. On his right arm, there was actually a tattoo!?    

It was not a tattoo, but the Horned Viper, the Holy Dragon that the High Monk had spoken of. It was just that it looked roughly the same as a tattoo.    

During the half month of Nanhua Temple, other than cultivating, Weiqing would also feed his own blood to the Holy Dragon and after a few times, the Holy Dragon would become especially close to Weiqing. Even when Weiqing was cultivating the Ripple Tiny Steps on the surface of the Dragon Pool, the Holy Dragon was still chasing after him, allowing Weiqing's current footwork to improve by quite a bit.    

The Holy Dragon had a pure Yang bloodline, and Weiqing also had a pure Yang bloodline. If he wanted to restore the Holy Dragon's vitality, the easiest way was to feed it a pure Yang bloodline!    

The Holy Dragon had the ability to transform and shrink itself to the size of an earthworm. However, it did not have the ability to grow bigger, and could at most recover to the size of a single-horned viper, which made the monk and the others extremely satisfied. So, they let Weiqing carry the Holy Dragon with him so he could continue to feed the Holy Dragon.    

Once the Holy Dragon was hungry, it was as if's arms were being scratched by furry claws that were extremely itchy. This was the Holy Dragon telling Weiqing that it was hungry.    

Weiqing tried to ignore the Holy Dragon once, but the moment the Holy Dragon sucked him up, Weiqing felt dizzy and powerless. On the other hand, Weiqing was the one who was more sensible. He only needed half a bowl of blood to fill up the Holy Dragon, thus Weiqing had to go to the mysterious market to buy a Vital Essence Pill every day.    

After finishing his work, Weiqing lay on the bed feeling very tired, he let his fingers dig into his mouth and swallowed the Qi Boosting Pill in his mouth. A Blood Replenishing Pill was equivalent to five hundred Yang Virtues. Although he had around one hundred and thirty thousand Yang Virtues, he could not afford it, not to mention that Weiqing's one hundred thirty thousand Yang Virtues was planning to buy a ninth grade War God's heavenly armor!    

The lowest level equipment in the Mystic Merchant Shop was at the ninth level, with the most being human-step equipment, followed by Earth-step equipment. There were very few Heaven-step equipment, and even Weiqing couldn't afford to buy them.    

A piece of [Level 9 War God's Sky Silkworm Armour] required a hundred and fifty thousand Yang Virtues, and Weiqing's current value was still slightly less than twenty thousand!    

Weiqing thought so.    

He himself had the Ripple Tiny Steps, the Boxing Art had Roaring Tiger Fist, and he had also cultivated the Flying Sword. If he wore a Heaven Silkworm Armour that was impervious to swords and spears, would his own life be assured? Currently, Weiqing's strongest point was her Ripple Tiny Steps. Flying Sword were still unable to fuse with the Buddhist Relics, if not the Flying Sword's power would be extremely great. As for the < Emperor Scripture > and the < True Dragon Art >, they were extremely difficult to cultivate.    

After all, the key to practice was persistence. One couldn't practice a high level absolute art overnight. The higher the level, the more difficult it was to practice one's absolute art.    

After consuming the Blood vitality Pill, Weiqing sat cross legged on the bed as he attempted to cultivate the Emperor Scripture. Although there were many categories in this absolute art, Weiqing valued cultivation methods related to Blood vitality the most. Every time he fed the Holy Dragon with a Blood vitality pill, he would eat it and use the Emperor Scripture to circulate his energy according to it.    

After tossing and turning until the morning of the next day, Weiqing finally spat out a mouthful of impure air and jumped down from the bed, looking full of energy.    

As Weiqing's current strength was only at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he would not be able to cultivate the Emperor Scripture every day. Because after cultivating for an entire night, his body would feel as if it was already saturated, so cultivating again would only be a waste of time.    

After Weiqing brushed his teeth and washed his face, he went out to run. It was only six in the morning, and there was basically no one in the small district.    

Firstly, this absolute art was easy to learn and could be learnt at any time. Secondly, this absolute art had the ability to display great effects when facing an undefeatable opponent. Other than that, the reason why Weiqing was unable to cultivate the True Dragon Art, was because his internal energy was too weak!    

"F * ck, did someone just walk over? Where's my meat bun?"    

As Weiqing was walking in the district, he suddenly saw a young man in front of him holding a piping hot meat bun in one hand, while looking down and playing with his phone as he walked. Maybe because he was too engrossed with his phone, the bun in his hand didn't move. Weiqing swept past like a gust of wind, and the young lad's meat bun was gone!    

After a while, a shadow gradually solidified at the entrance. Weiqing took a bite of the meat and said softly: This meat bun's taste is not bad, I wonder where I bought it from.    

At 8 in the morning, Weiqing received a call from Lee Hao.    

Lee Hao: "Big Boss Wei, I'm already at Yang City Baiyun Airport, and I'm taking a taxi to Xiao Group. Shall we meet there?"    

This old classmate's speed made Weiqing feel a little surprised. Fuzhou to the Yang City, wouldn't it be able to fly so fast? Could it be that this brat booked a plane ticket after he made a call last night and asked: "Is that Legend sitting next to you?"    

Lee Hao was shocked, and said: "Are you a god? I was going to give you a surprise. "    

Weiqing's mouth revealed a pleased smile, and said: "When you guys are there, give me a call. "Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. I'll book you a five-star hotel right now!" Saying so, he hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.    

After that, Weiqing gave Shan Xiong a call and asked him to come and find him.    

Weiqing needed an experienced person to determine the identity of this Legend, Shan Xiong had a lot of experience and was a good choice.    

Weiqing decided to set the location for lunch at the Scottish Grand Hotel, a hotel with famous Yang City. In fact, Xiao Group also had a business of hotels, although it was only a four star hotel, Weiqing thought that it would be better to set it as the Scottish Hotel. Why?    

Around noon, Lee Hao said that the two of them had already reached Xiao Mansion.    

Weiqing sent the address of the Scottish Grand Hotel to Lee Hao, asking them to change roads and come over. He was so angry that he scolded Weiqing. Weiqing did not bother with him, but looked at Shan Xiong who was seated at the side, and laughed: "Help me look after a person, and see if he is a monk or not!" From the breakthrough in Peak of Fusion Stage to the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, the aura on Shan Xiong's body was like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, which could always give off a very strong pressure.    

Shan Xiong frowned and said: "Looks like this friend of yours isn't simple."    

Weiqing looked at the time, they should be arriving soon, standing up and taking a deep breath, he said: Let's go down and meet our guests!    

A white car stopped in front of the hotel in Scotland. Just as Weiqing and Yue Shuang walked over, they glanced at the car license plate from afar. The car stopped and two handsome people immediately walked over to open the car door. Lee Hao impatiently walked down and laughed at Weiqing: "Boss Wei, my old classmate, finally, you've met me. Tsk tsk, you missed me to death!" As he spoke, he gave two exaggerated flying kisses.    

However, Weiqing's gaze was fixated on the legendary being stuck out with one foot in the side door …