Chapter 109: Mountain Phantom Hair (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations | Editor: Henyee Translations
He wondered what their expressions would be when they met Lin Shen and discovered his true strength.
As he sighed with emotion inwardly, Zheng Weirong was just about to chime in when he suddenly saw Yan Dao's gloomy expression from the corner of his eye, and his heart instantly lurched. He instantly swallowed the words that were at the tip of his tongue.
"I almost forgot. The Yan family and Lin Shen have a lot of grudges!"
Zheng Weirong thought to himself and quickly gave Bai Xiaotong a look.
Bai Xiaotong took the hint. She stuck out her tongue and didn't say anything else.
At this moment, the battle not far away had come to an end.
Under the powerful might of Meltdown, seven or eight Mountain Sprites had already turned into charred corpses and lay on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, only Mountain Phantom was left standing.
Under Lin Shen's attack, it was flustered and in a sorry state. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell its defeat was only a matter of time.
And that was the truth.
A few seconds later, Lin Shen opened his mouth and shouted. His dragon voice pierced through Mountain Phantom's ears, making it dizzy. Its body swayed as if it was drunk.
Lin Shen took the opportunity to dash behind Mountain Phantom like a gust of wind. He reached out to the back of Mountain Phantom and struck with a blazing force.
In an instant, Mountain Phantom's body trembled violently, and its eyes bulged. All the life in its body was instantly extinguished.
Thump!
The Mountain Phantom fell heavily to the ground and was dead.
Lin Shen slowly retracted his palm and turned to look at Ai Jingting and the others.
The moment the four of them arrived at the top of the mountain, Lin Shen had already sensed them. However, seeing that they didn't do anything other than stop and watch the battle, he ignored them.
Lin Shen glanced at the weapons in their hands and had an idea of who they were.
The ordinary-grade weapons produced by the Nine Yang Academy's Artifact Pavilion were all standardized and had their own unique markings.
The weapons in these four people's hands were produced by the Artifact Pavilion. Clearly, they were also disciples of the Nine Yang Academy, but he didn't know which rank they were.
Lin Shen wasn't interested in investigating. He sized them up a few times before looking away. He took out a dagger and began to cut the Mountain Phantom's hair.
The most valuable thing on the Mountain Phantom was its hair. It could be used as a medicinal ingredient or to refine special weapons like whips and rope. It had a wide range of uses.
Lin Shen remembered there was a corresponding collection mission in the Merit Hall. The reward seemed to be 300 to 400 merit points.
Therefore, when Lin Shen fought with the Mountain Phantom, he deliberately avoided that strand of hair.
Otherwise, with his strength, he would have long finished off the Mountain Phantom.
As for the Mountain Sprite's hair, it was worthless. Its flesh and blood didn't contain spiritual essence like many spiritual beasts. Even if he ate it, it wouldn't provide the spiritual essence needed to cultivate. Lin Shen directly ignored and abandoned their corpses.
Before long, Lin Shen finished cutting the Mountain Phantom's hair.
He then cut off the Mountain Phantom's head and put it away, preparing to go back and use it as a mission certificate.
After doing all this, he got up and was about to leave when he was stopped by a gentle voice.
"Junior Brother Lin, please wait."
Lin Shen turned around and saw it was the gentle woman among the four.
"My name is Ai Jingting, an Earth-rank disciple of the Nine Yang Academy."
Seeing Lin Shen look over, Ai Jingting introduced herself.
Lin Shen nodded slightly. Even when he heard the person in front of him was an Earth-rank disciple, his expression didn't change at all.
"Can I help you?"
"I want to ask Junior Brother Lin for a favor. Can you give me the Mountain Phantom's hair? I can exchange them with pills."
Ai Jingting said slowly. Her sincere expression and gentle tone made people like her.
Lin Shen raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you want to trade?"
"If you don't mind, I can use the Prime Pill to exchange for it."
Seeing that Lin Shen was a little tempted, Ai Jingting heaved a sigh of relief. With a flip of her wrist, an exquisite porcelain bottle appeared in her fair palm.
"I'll use these ten Prime Pills to exchange for the hair of the Mountain Phantom with you. How about that?"
Ai Jingting's eyes were filled with anticipation.
The Mountain Phantom's hair was one of the indispensable materials to refine the Flame Spirit Pills. It was very important to her.
Whether or not she could be promoted to an official alchemy master depended on this.
Lin Shen was tempted.
Ten Prime Pills were worth 500 merit points, which had already exceeded the actual value of Mountain Phantom's hair by a large margin. It was a sweet deal for him.
In any case, the Mountain Phantom's hair was useless to him. At most, he could exchange it for merit points. He might as well exchange it for the Prime Pills with Ai Jingting.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Shen made up his mind and was about to speak.
But at this moment, Yan Dao suddenly spoke.
"Ten Prime Pills for the hair of the Mountain Phantom. You took advantage of this deal. What's there to hesitate about?"
Ai Jingting frowned when she heard this.
Zheng Weirong and Bai Xiaotong also cursed inwardly at the same time.
As expected, Lin Shen turned to look at Yan Dao. He sized him up and said with a faint smile,
"And who might you be?"