Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Old Rascal
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âSenior, why did you call for me?â Fang Lin asked cautiously.
Ahead in the dim light, there was a figure, but the view was unclear. It was as if a black veil enveloped it, blocking Fang Linâs sight.
âLet me have a look at that golden beast.â The womanâs voice sounded, carrying a hint of anticipation.
Fang Lin frowned. She called him here just to see that golden beast? What was this woman trying to do? Perhaps she knew the origin of the golden beast?
At the moment, Fang Lin patted his Beast Bag and caught the golden beast. ÆreewebÉłovel.com
âIndeed!â A slightly surprised voice came from the darkness.
Fang Lin quickly asked, âDo you know where this creature came from, Senior?â
The womanâs voice rang out again: âYou donât need to know its origin, but you should take good care of it. Itâs best if you feed it Essence Pills.â
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin curled his lip. She wouldnât even tell him.
âAlso, you should be careful with that thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng. Itâs extraordinary. Even I canât tell how profound it is,â the woman continued.
This remark had Fang Linâs heart sinking. If even this woman couldnât figure out the details of the thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng, that was a bit terrifying.
âSenior, will the thousand-year-old Corpse Ginseng be harmful to me?â Fang Lin asked.
The woman replied, âIt shouldnât be, but its memory seems to be defective. Do not let it recover its memory.â
Fang Lin nodded repeatedly.
âYour power has increased quickly, but you need to pay attention to stabilize your realm. Donât become unstable due to rapid promotion. Make sure to lay a solid foundation,â the woman stated.
Fang Lin sneered inwardly. Do I really need you to remind me of this? I understand these principles better than anyone.
âAll right, you can go. Remember to look after the golden beast,â the woman said lightly.
But Fang Lin didnât move; instead, he tentatively asked, âSenior, could you teach me one or two powerful martial arts techniques or give me a treasure for self-defense?â
The woman fell silent for a while before speaking again: âI have sealed a force within you. If you encounter a life-or-death crisis, this seal will open and save your life. But it can only be used once.â
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With those words, a faint light emerged from the darkness, instantly disappearing into Fang Linâs forehead, forming a small black spot.
The black spot was extremely small. Unless someone got up close to Fang Linâs face, they wouldnât even notice it.
Fang Lin touched his forehead, not sure whether he was pleased or bitter.
The spot was another seal â in nicer terms, it was left for him as a protective charm, but in reality, it probably gave the woman more control over him. If he did anything to defy her, this seal could probably take his life immediately.
âDonât you have any spare treasure you can give me, Senior?â Fang Lin asked thick-facedly. After all, he had come all this way and shouldnât leave empty-handed. He had to get some benefits.
âYou have a lot of nerve,â the womanâs tone turned cold, tinged with mockery.
Fang Lin rubbed his nose. âSeniorâs words⊠Iâm not pushing any boundaries here. Iâm serving you and even if I donât have merit, I am putting in hard work. If you rewarded me with a few treasures, wouldnât I be even more motivated when working for you?â
âI have my seal in you, do you dare not to be motivated?â the woman chuckled coldly.
Fang Lin pursed his lips. So much for âSeniorâs words,â she is just being stingy. Wouldnât even hand over a few treasures.
âYouâve got the Demon Saintâs corpse and his sword, arenât you still unsatisfied?â the woman suddenly asked.
Fang Lin was startled, and a smile full of embarrassment appeared on his face. âI donât dare to move the Demon Saintâs corpse. What can it do for me? As for the sword, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesnât. Apart from drawing a bit of blood occasionally, itâs pretty much useless. I truly lack treasures.â
If the woman wasnât trapped inside, she would definitely come out and slap Fang Lin across the face, hard.
Nobody could comment on the Demon Saintâs body, but the sword was an artifact of the Demon Saint, unpredictable and powerful. Even she was tempted by it, and if she wasnât trapped here, she would have taken it all for herself.
âThe Demon Saintâs sword is mighty; you just havenât grasped the way to use it. Feed it with your blood for a month, and this sword will recover its spirits,â the woman retorted.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin nodded repeatedly.
âAlright then, you can go now,â the woman ordered.
Fang Lin didnât move, standing there as a sheepish grin spread across his face. âSenior, are you sure there are no spare treasures that I could use?â
The woman was silent for a moment before gritting out one word: âScram!â
Before Fang Lin could even respond, a gust of wind blew over, sending Fang Lin flying out of the cave.
Fang Lin rolled out of the ancient cave like a tumbleweed, tumbling around several times before regaining his stability. He quickly got up and looked around calmly. Noticing that no one had observed his embarrassing predicament, he breathed a sigh of relief.
âUm, how did you get blown out?â asked the one-eyed old woman at the side in surprise.
Fang Lin looked embarrassed. He made a fist salute before turning to leave.
Back in the courtyard, Fang Lin immediately retrieved the blood-colored long sword and cut his wrist.
The blood-colored long sword initially had no reaction, but after a while, it began to glow faintly.
Right after that, Fang Lin could feel the sword absorbing his blood. Although it was very slow, he could feel it very distinctly.
After it absorbed some of his blood, Fang Lin put the sword away. One cannot bleed too much each time; otherwise, it would deplete his energy.
Then, Fang Lin refined a batch of Essence Pills and fed them to the golden beast.
After eating dozens of Essence Pills, the golden beast instantly fell into a deep sleep and passed out on Fang Linâs lap.
Fang Lin put it into his Beast Bag and began to meditate.
The next day, Fang Lin left his courtyard to visit Han Luoyun.
Today, Fang Lin was going to visit the Purple Mist Treasury to choose a treasure.
When Fang Lin became a True Disciple of the Purple Mist, Han Luoyun had promised him that he could freely choose a treasure from the Purple Mist Treasury.
Fang Lin had not gone there yet. Now that he had some free time, he thought it was a good opportunity to visit and see the supposed Purple Mist Treasury.
The Purple Mist Treasury was divided into three sections; Heavenly, Earthly, and Human. Heavenly Origin Martial Artists could enter the A Treasury, Earth Origin Martial Artists could enter the B Treasury, while Human Origin Martial Artists could go to the Human Treasury.
These three Treasuries had completely different standards. The rarest and most precious treasures are kept in the A Treasury.
Given that Fang Linâs cultivation was only at the seventh level of Earth Origin, he could only enter the B Treasury.
Even though Fang Lin really wanted to visit the A Treasury, rules are rules. Even Han Luoyun couldnât bend them for Fang Lin.
With Han Luoyunâs token, Fang Lin arrived at the entrance to the B Treasury. But he found a messy old man lying in front of the gate to the B Treasury.