Chapter 614
Words:1911Update:22/06/26 11:14:05
When Lin Yuan heard that, he looked at the disheveled Master Hong Shen with surprise.
When Lin Yuan had entered, he had noticed that Master Hong Shen was wearing a Class 3 Creation Master crest.
Furthermore, the fourth star pattern on the Class 3 Creation Master's crest had risen, indicating that Master Hong Shen's Creation Master ability had reached the pinnacle of a Class 3 Creation Master.
It could be said that Master Hong Shen had already reached the limits of a Creation Master when his soul spirit was injured.
Only after a long while did Master Hong Shen recover from the intense pain.
Master Hong Shen, who came back to his senses, picked up the cup on the table and gulped down the water in the cup before saying to Zhang Xiaobai.
"Kid, I have healed the feys with damaged roots that you sent over."
"However, you can't owe me the money you owe me. As usual, if you don't have enough money, go dig some Bitter Fern Roots for me when you're out on a mission."
Upon hearing the words' Bitter Fern Root ', Lin Yuan knew what the bitter smell was.
It turned out that Master Hong Shen had been relying on the bitter taste of the Bitter Fern Root to suppress the pain in his soul.
This was also a good way to use one of the five senses, taste, to share the pain of the injured soul.
If the tip of an ordinary person's tongue touched the root of the bitter fern, they would feel like they were chewing on coptis for a day.
It could be said to be an inhuman torture.
However, this kind of pain that ordinary people couldn't bear was actually a relief for people whose souls were injured.
Lin Yuan saw that Master Hong Shen was calculating the treatment fees with Zhang Xiaobai.
Lu Pinru's four Lustrous Weaver Mulberry Silkworms had been revived and were spitting out silk threads from their frames.
He was about to see if he could rent a room from Master Hong Shen so that he could use the heavenly-maiden-grade fire-elemental pearls to roast the Cold Snow Pine's tree sap into Cold Snow Pine Incense to heal Lu Pinru's soul injury.
At that moment, Lin Yuan heard Master Hong Shen say to Zhang Xiaobai.
"Get lost, kid. I'm tired. Next time you come, don't forget to dig up a good Bitter Fern Root and bring it to me."
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have come."
As he spoke, Master Hong Shen's expression turned ugly again.
He hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from his bosom and poured out two pills made from the roots of the bitter fern and placed them in his mouth.
To resist the pain coming from the depths of his soul.
Lin Yuan said to Zhang Xiaobai, who was walking toward him.
"Little White, go and rent a place from Master Hong Shen. I'll go and concoct the medicine to heal Lu Pinru's soul."
When Zhang Xiaobai heard this, his face immediately showed a look of surprise.
Zhang Xiaobai could feel how difficult it was to treat a soul injury just by looking at how Master Hong Shen had been suppressing it with the Bitter Fern Root for so many years without being able to heal it.
Originally, Zhang Xiaobai was prepared to wait for Xin Ying and Tan Ran to wake up before going on a mission to raise money and think of a solution for Lu Pinru.
If he couldn't raise enough money in a year, he could always think of something after five or ten years.
However, he did not expect that Lin Yuan would actually make a move and solve this problem.
All of a sudden, Zhang Xiaobai remembered that Lin Yuan was not only a healing-class spirit qi professional but also a Creation Master.
Just as Master Hong Shen was about to mock Lin Yuan, he saw the crystal bottle in Lin Yuan's hand.
Master Hong Shen's eyes widened in shock.
Master Hong Shen wasn't sure what the liquid in the bottle was, but he could tell that the liquid in the bottle was emitting an ice-cold and moist feeling.
It had already suppressed the pain in the depths of Master Hong Shen's soul.
After the pain disappeared, Master Hong Shen hurriedly spat out the Bitter Fern Root pill that had yet to melt and cursed.
"It's really f * cking bitter."
Zhang Xiaobai was just about to discuss with Master Hong Shen about renting a room in the treatment center when Master Hong Shen's eyes lit up and he took small steps to Lin Yuan's side.
"Little handsome brother, can you sell some of the liquid in the bottle to this old man?"
"I'll do anything you want me to do!"
Lin Yuan looked at Master Hong Shen strangely.
Lin Yuan rarely came out, and even if he had outstanding looks, there were almost no opportunities for people to call him little handsome brother.
However, now that an old man was calling him little handsome brother with greedy eyes, Lin Yuan felt his hair stand up.
Especially the last sentence, "I'll do anything you want me to do." It made Lin Yuan rather puzzled.
Is he really allowed to do anything?
You're already so old. Don't tell me you still have some tricks up your sleeves?
When Master Hong Shen saw that Lin Yuan wasn't moved after hearing his request and was only looking at him in astonishment, Master Hong Shen immediately became anxious.
He stared at the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand and reached out to snatch it.
At this moment, Master Hong Shen felt a chilling pressure pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The chilling pressure only appeared for a moment before it was withdrawn.
Master Hong Shen glanced fearfully at the woman who was looking at him with a sneer on her face. He then recalled that he had to be tortured by the intense pain in his soul several times a day. Clenching his teeth, he spoke.
"If you are willing to sell some of the liquid in the bottle to this old man so that this old man can suppress the damage to his soul, then you can choose any of this old man's wealth."
"If you can completely heal this old man's soul injury, this old man is willing to work for you."
After speaking, Master Hong Shen brushed aside his messy beard and removed a black ring-shaped Diamond fey storage box that was wrapped in his beard.
He solemnly held the black ring-shaped fey storage box in his hand and handed it to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked at the expression on Master Hong Shen's face and thought of the pain he had suffered after his soul trauma flared up.
It was as though he suddenly understood why a Creation Master would be willing to use freedom as a bargaining chip.
Lin Yuan shook the milky blue liquid in the bottle and said, "That's right.
"This is the sap of a Suzerain/Myth II Cold Snow Pine. What do you have that you can trade with me?"
When the Mother of Bloodbath saw Lin Yuan speak, its eyes flashed with a bright gaze.
He knew that Lin Yuan was already coveting this disheveled old man with messy clothes and a black beard.
Upon hearing Lin Yuan's words, Master Hong Shen's face sank. He glanced at the black ring on his hand and put it away.
Master Hong Shen took a step back and looked at Lin Yuan solemnly.
"I might be a pinnacle Class 3 Creation Master now, but I have been stuck at it for 15 years."
"I believe that after my soul spirit recovers, I will be able to grasp the method to use my soul spirit power to concoct the spirit fluid. In less than half a month, I will be able to become a Class 4 Creation Master."
Speaking up to this point, Master Hong Shen tidied up his messy clothes before continuing.
"This old man is willing to offer all of my freedom to you, and swear on the Willpower Rune to become your follower."
The first one was even worse.
(End of Chapter)
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