A Good Romance
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Logically speaking, the Jade Dragon Mine would send a batch of jade seeds every ten days. This was the sect's biggest source of income. Then, these jade seeds would be distributed to every disciple.
But now, half a month had passed, and the latest batch had yet to arrive. This naturally attracted Sun Jianfang's attention.
He had thought that it was only because of the weather and had been delayed by a day or two, but it had already been five days. This wasn't right.
Sending Ling Han instead of an elder was to establish Ling Han's prestige as a Dao Child.
Only by doing more could one's prestige rise and gain the trust of others.
"This is a Talisman Soldier." Sun Jianfang handed a yellow, ancient piece of paper to Ling Han. "If you really encounter great danger, drip a drop of blood on it and throw it out."
"Talisman Soldier" Ling Han took the yellow paper and was somewhat surprised.
There were such things in the Yuan World as well. Powerful beings would attach a portion of their battle power to a tool through special methods and throw it out against an enemy. It could explode with terrifying power.
However, it was not triggered by blood, but by divine intent.
Sun Jianfang could actually make Talisman Soldiers?
"This was passed down from ancient times and was also found by this old man in the ruins of the Ancient Dao Sect." Sun Jianfang explained. "There aren't many Talisman Soldiers like this, and because it's been too long, its power should have weakened. It can only unleash attacks of 10 meridians."
What did 10 meridians mean?
Release of secret power.
So this was clearly just a piece of paper, but it could explode with great power.
Sun Jianfang still treasured Ling Han a lot and gave him a Talisman Soldier of the 10 meridians level. Then even Ling Han should have no problem going to a small mine to investigate.
"Okay, I'll set off immediately." Ling Han nodded.
He was now in the early stage of 6 meridians, but his strength had already reached 17,000 kilograms, comparable to the early stage of 8 meridians. Adding on the Demon Monkey Fist, if he faced Li Zhangdan again, even without the difference in cultivation level, he would barely be able to put up a fight.
So with a Talisman Soldier, he was full of confidence.
"Go, be careful." Sun Jianfang waved his hand.
Ling Han returned to his residence and tidied up a little. He rejected the little handmaiden's suggestion to accompany him. He carried his long sword and went down the mountain.
With Li Zhangdan's many years of connections, even if his current reputation had fallen greatly, a centipede would not fall even if it died. He definitely could not be underestimated.
This guy wouldn't give up such a good opportunity, right?
Six meridians against nine meridians, and at the peak of nine meridians at that. Ling Han did not think he had a chance of winning, unless he threw out his seal weapon.
However, this was the final move to win by faking external strength.
Ling Han thought for a moment and began to take a roundabout route. He shuttled through the forest and picked routes that no one used.
Now that he had more than ten thousand pounds of strength, it was naturally much easier for him to cross the mountains than before. After spending some effort, two days later, he arrived near the Jade Dragon Mine.
Because of this mine, a village had been built here. The miners usually ate and lived here, and they could only occasionally go back to the town.
The miners here were all ordinary people. Only the 13 supervisors were disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect, and one of them was the leader. He had eight meridians and was not weak. With him here, even if a fierce tiger came, he would be able to kill it with one punch.
When Ling Han arrived at the village, he immediately felt that something was wrong.
Even though it was afternoon and the miners should be working in the mine, there was no sound coming from such a large village. It was as quiet as a ghost village, which naturally made people feel that something was wrong.
Where were the people?
Since the miners were not here, there had to be someone to cook.
Ling Han walked through the village with his long sword in hand. Although he had not mastered any sword techniques, in this situation, it was better to hold a sword.
Hu, the mountain breeze blew over. The weather was clearly September, but there was a sense of coldness in it.
Ling Han's footsteps were very light. He walked from the front of the village to the back of the village and did not find a single person. He carefully looked around and did not find any signs of fighting.
It was as if the people here had run away by themselves, so there was no damage. Otherwise, even if they had encountered a super expert, it would not have been so peaceful.
Ling Han started from the back of the village and looked through the houses one by one.
Empty, empty, empty. When he was about to reach the front of the village, he finally found a clue in one of the houses.
In truth, he didn't know if it was a clue or not, but it was a scale about the size of a fingernail. Just from its shape, it was impossible to tell what animal it came from.
The other was a fishy smell. Although it was only a scale, the smell it gave off was extremely heavy.
It was also because Ling Han had smelled this fishy odor that he had gone to search for the source of the fishy odor. That was how he had found this piece of scale.
Could it be that a ferocious beast had appeared and eaten all the villagers here?
Was that possible?
There were 13 Ancient Dao Sect disciples here, and the strongest among them had eight meridians. What ferocious beast could they not defeat?
In fact, not a single one of them had survived.
If that was the case, then this ferocious beast had to be at least nine meridians or even ten meridians.
Ling Han frowned. If such a ferocious beast had really appeared, then if he continued to investigate, it would be a threat to his life.
"Okay."
He heard light footsteps. Were there survivors who had returned?
Ling Han walked out of the door. Shua, a cold glint flashed past and slashed towards his head.
This attack was fast and vicious, and it was very powerful.
In this strange place, Ling Han would not be careless. He was already prepared to face the danger, so he quickly blocked the attack with his sword.
Ding!
A crisp sound rang out. He felt his right hand go slightly numb, but he had also blocked this attack.
However, just at this moment, another cold light shot toward him.
There was more than one person attacking!
Ling Han's feet slipped, and he dodged this attack. His whole body was aching slightly. After a clash of blows, in a situation where his power was boiling, he was still able to barely make such a change. This was really too much of a stretch.
However, a third attack came.
Ling Han had used up all his strength, and his body couldn't change, so how could he block this attack?
Nothing was impossible.
Ling Han activated the Monkey King's cultivation method, and the power in his meridians surged, providing him with endless power.
He somersaulted and finally dodged the third attack.
There was no fourth attack.
Three people appeared in front of Ling Han.
Rui Yuanliang, Yang Fei, and Li Zhangdan.
The three of them had actually joined hands!
Ling Han thought about it. Yang Fei and Rui Yuanliang had been humiliated by him during the Dao Disciple selection, and Li Zhangdan had lost his position as a Dao Disciple, so he couldn't become the He family's son-in-law.
As a result, the three of them had hit it off.
Hehe, this Li Zhangdan was really careful. He was clearly at nine meridians, but he didn't act alone.
It was more refreshing to read on his phone.
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