New Functions

"Level 6?!"

Aron's and Terrence's expressions turned serious. Although they were not Pill Refiners and have not reached the higher levels as a Martial Practitioner, they knew well of the gravity that a Level 6 pill would produce.

And this time it was not just one, but sixty! Any expert under Level 8 would be interested in that sort of pill.

"What's the purity?" If the purity is high, there would be no doubt, that a storm would ensue over the whole city.

Asyraaf knew exactly what they were thinking. He intentionally paused for a bit, just to add suspense. While he was taking his sweet time, Aron and Terrence were holding in their spit.

They hated the fact that Asyraaf was pretty much wasting time and felt the need to just 'persuade' him to speed up. But they managed to keep it to themselves and allow Asyraaf to continue messing with their patience.

Asyraaf seeing them suffer, was in pure bliss. He wanted nothing more than just leave the scene right now and just have them find out themselves. But seeing as he is literally asking for help, he couldn't exactly just not tell them.

So he said it as slowly as possible. "1-0-0-% purity."

Every single second of anger that Aron and Terrence felt was immediately replaced with shock. Sixty Level 6 pills with 100% purity. Where in the world would someone find that sort of thing.

"Wait, wait, wait! What type Level 6 Pills are they? Is it lower tier or high tier?"

Asyraaf heard that, and only gave them a meaningful smile. "You can guess."

"Bullshit!" Both Terrence and Aron cursed.

[Oi Asshole! Just tell us so we can let this suspense go. When did you turn into such an abuser, you narcissistic twat!]

Asyraaf suddenly said the words they were waiting for, "Soul Temper Pill. All sixty of those pills are Soul Temper Pills with 100% purity."

At this moment, no words could be uttered by both Aron and Terrence. Their minds couldn't even imagine the fact that there were sixty Soul Temper Pills appearing simultaneously.

A storm wouldn't just possibly happen, it will definitely happen.

"Did Uncle Syamil refine them? I thought he wouldn't even care to do it." Aron thought of this possibility, but even he couldn't believe that Division Head Syamil could refine those pills all on his own.

Unless of course, he made a significant breakthrough.

"Nope. This one was done by none other than the Refining Division's Successive Disciple, Sir Roland." Asyraaf exclaimed proudly.

Terrence suddenly looked at Asyraaf like he was looking at a fraud, "Stop lying bastard. You expect us to believe that a guy who enrolled a day ago, and is the same age as us, is even better than your master? Your bullshitting is getting out of hand."

He, of course, had heard about Roland from the academy announcement. But even if that Roland was more talented than even the Division Head himself, there was a limit to where talent could take you.

At the tender age of sixteen, reaching Level 3 Martial Practitioner like Aron, or achieving Level 3 Primal Refiner like Asyraaf, or even attaining an accomplishment like what he was able to

accomplished, was considered grounds for best genius in the entire history.

Refining sixty Level 6 Pills with 100% purity at one time, was an act that old monsters with hundreds of years of cultivation could possibly achieve

So it was no wonder he was skeptical. That sort of talent would make Asyraaf's and the Division Head's talent equal to dogshit.

Asyraaf felt indignant that they though he making tricking them, so he snorted loudly, "Hmph! If you don't believe me, come meet with Sir Roland himself. Don't get mad at me when you piss your pants later."

"You expect me to piss my pants? Go fuck yourself!

Tell you what, if you were actually telling the truth, I'll duel you with a handicap. You can hit me all you like for five minutes, I won't even strike back once." Terrence offered with confidence.

"Deal." Asyraaf hurriedly accepted

He had never beaten Terrence in a duel before. In fact, no one in the entire academy had beaten Terrence. The best result anyone had gotten against him was a draw once.

And that was by Aron! After that, not once had Aron gotten that result ever again.

So getting five minutes of throwing free punches to this undefeated duellist was like getting a treasure from someone and not asking you for anything in return.

"Great! But how is this idiot going to move? He's still weak right?" Asyraaf asked pointing to the lying Aron.

Aron reassured him, "I just got a message, Curt is on his way with a pill from Master. Won't be long until I can move again."

"We'll wait then." Asyraaf relented. He just hoped that Curt didn't take too long, or else he would be forced to carry this fool. He couldn't keep Sir Zhang waiting for long now could he.

[Well whatever, the worst situation would be, I knock this fool out and force Terrence to drag him all the way to the division.]

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At this moment, since Zhang Wei had nothing better to do, was checking out the system again. He noticed that there are more than a few noticeable differences.

For some reason, there were more functions than what he remembered.

When did the system get an upgrade? Was it done in the background?

The new functions looked to be quite useful to say the least.

One allowed him to completely hide his aura, to avoid detection. Another could allow him to perceive information at almost super speed. Very useful functions.

Then as he looked more to the list, he found some extremely interesting functions.

"Increase Luck? Unlock Refiner rank!" These functions could basically allow him to be a bona fide Refiner!

[Holy Shit! Does this mean I don't have to rely on the system? I want this!]

Although refining using the system was easier and more cost efficient, he had always wanted to try refining on his own. He had always wanted to get that special feeling of refining something with his own power.

Plus, if he refined Pills with his own abilities, then he wouldn't be subjected to the Horrifying Ugly Rule!

This was his main objective. That rule of him becoming horrifying ugly had always haunted his mind whenever it came to pill refining.

This would effectively allow him to be rid of that, and he would undoubtedly do whatever it takes to accept it.

As he was just about to activate that function, he found out there was a symbol beside it. He looked close and saw that the symbol was a locked symbol!