Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 28
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Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 28: Stare with Astonishment
Piles of skeletons lying on the ground were quite a frightening scene.
The postures and clothes indicated they should be the slaves that were captured for mining in those years.
Squatting down, Lin Xun picked a section of bone in dark red and examined carefully, making sure these people were poisoned by ruddy blood bats and lost their lives later.
Recalling what he had experienced just now, Lin Xun felt a little distressed. Without cultivation, how could those slaves resist against the attack of ruddy blood bats?
Getting rid of the negative feelings, Lin Xun sought around and finally found many caves like honeycombs on one side of the rock, thickly dotted.
They should be the nests of ruddy blood bats. Walking towards it, Lin Xun could see clearly there were piles of fangs like white sands in each cave.
This was the blood marrow grit. In the size of sand, each one was jade white, and cold when grasped in the hands.
Pa***
Picking up one blood marrow grit, Lin Xun crumbled it with fingertips. The shell was broken and some fluid in the color of fire flowed out.
He was beyond happy. There were thousands of caves here and piles of blood marrow grits in each cave. If he collected all of them, it would definitely be a good fortune.
Without hesitation, Lin Xun striped the clothes off the skeletons and made a rough bag, then began to gather all blood marrow grits.
It took Lin Xun more than 15 minutes to gather all. The bag became heavier and heavier, weighing more than 2500g.
Lin Xun grinned with happiness, thinking with this bag of blood marrow grits, he would not be bothered by the lack of money over a period of time.
Before leaving, Lin Xun took a glance of the rocky wall at the end of the mine and had a bold suspicion. Going straight to the wall, he then cut it hard with Sky Breacher.
Rocky debris fell down and a crevice in four-finger depth appeared.
With fingertips stained with a few powders of rock, Lin Xun rubbed his fingers and a trace of hot feeling spread out.
Eyes brightening, he kept cutting the rocky wall until a light red glow came into his vision when the crevice was wider than 30 cm.
Full of pleasure, he kept excavating for another 15 cm and dug out a mottled red stone.
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In the size of a fist, the stone was rugged with an obvious red color like fire in the middle.
Lin Xun raised his dagger and chopped the stone until a thumb-size fire copper showed up.
Like enshrouded with mists, the fire copper was red and beautiful. Although it was small in a thumb size, it was nearly 4 kg.
Just as he suspected it would be.
When he glanced at the wall just now, he noticed the rock was pretty dry, so different from the cold and wet environment around.
So he considered the possibility and began to excavate the wall, digging out the fire copper.
It was like pennies from heaven!
Fire copper was a spiritual material for refining weapons. If cast with iron finely, it could become a sharp weapon, pliable and tough. If carved with a fire attribute-based spiritual tattoo formation, the weapon would be much more powerful.
So though it was not as expensive as blood marrow grit, it was more favored by practitioners.
"Blood marrow grits, Feiyun Fire Copper…"
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun tried to calm down and stopped mining the Feiyun Fire Copper; instead, he went back along the mine tunnel.
He understood that it was impossible to dig out all the Feiyun Fire Copper in the mine by himself.
So he must discuss it seriously with the village head Shiao Tianren.
Lin Xun was not greedy and since he lived in Feiyun Village at the moment and had got a lot of help, he should be grateful.
…
Lin Xun came back to the village alone till the afternoon with a bag of blood marrow grits.
When he showed up, a kid playing nearby shouted and ran to the village immediately.
"He's back. Uncle Lin is back. He's alive."
There was a surprise in the immature voice.
Lin Xun was in a trance. A little puzzled, he trotted down the road and saw a flock of people coming towards him.
Led by Shiao Tianren, villagers rushed toward him with Pock Sun bound and escorted by Zhou Zhong and others.
Lin Xun realized what happened instantly and then walked towards Shiao Tianren and saluted.
Shiao Tianren was impatient at first, but when he saw Lin Xun in perfect condition, he felt a sense of relief, smiled and asked, "Problem solved?"
Lin Xun nodded with a grin – he knew Shiao Tianren was talking about Qian Qi and Lu Ting.
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Taking a deep breath out, Shiao Tianren patted on Lin Xun's shoulder happily, "Great, well done!"
Seeing this, the villagers around caught on to the fact that Qian Qi and Lu Ting would never come back again.
They could not help but stare at Lin Xun with shocked eyes. How could Qian Qi, a practitioner at the third level of Martial Realm, be killed by Lin Xun?
It was amazing.
Meanwhile, Shiao Tianren pointed to Pock Sun who was tied up and said, "He had confessed all things, how would you like to deal with him?"
With a bloody nose and a swollen face, Pock Sun was slumped and cried out, "I was forced to do it. Qian Qi threatened me that if I didn't do as they asked, they would kill my three-year-old boy…I just couldn't stop them."
He howled when speaking of this.
Many villagers became relented. Pock Sun was honest and reserved, so it was impossible that he would conspire with Qian Qi and Lu Ting to kill Lin Xun.
Taking a look around, Lin Xun was clear in heart and smiled, "Brother Sun had nothing to do with it. Since he was forced to do it, I suggest we just let him off."
Shiao Tianren was in relief inwardly. He knew all the details, so seeing Lin Xun let it pass, he was also not insistent and let people release Pock Sun.
"Thanks, thanks a lot, Brother Lin."
Pock Sun was so excited and touched that he was ready to kotow, but Lin Xun stopped him and comforted him.
"All right, since Lin Xun has come back safely, do as you need to do."
Shiao Tianren waved his hands and said.
…
Lin Xun was having a meal in the yard while he told Shiao Tianren what he had experienced, without mentioning the discovery of Feiyun Fire Copper.
Hearing what happened and looking at the 13-year-old boy who ate intently, Shiao Tianren sighed in the heart and was shocked a little.
Qian Qi traveled extensively and experienced many bloody battles. As a powerful practitioner only inferior to Lian Rufeng, he was killed by Lin Xun unexpectedly!
Then how powerful Lin Xun was?
Moreover, it was not just Qian Qi, Lin Xun had survived from the attack of him and Lu Ting, and killed them instead. How strong Lin Xun was now!
Could it be that Lin Xun was an unsurpassed genius with talents?
Thinking of this, it was difficult for Shiao Tianren to calm down.
If Lin Xun didn't confirm it personally, he would never believe it.
"Uncle Shiao, I have got some unexpected treasure when I entered the abandoned mine of the Smoking Mountain."
Lin Xun picked up the bag nearby and poured the blood marrow grits on the desk. They were white, like crescent moons polished by sands.
Feeling a little confused, Shiao Tianren asked, "What's this?"
Lin Xun was surprised and then realized Shiao Tianren didn't know it, so he explained patiently, "These are blood marrow grits, fangs of ruddy blood bats, which are a kind of valuable spiritual materials for cultivation."
Shiao Tianren didn't recognize blood marrow grits, but he knew ruddy blood bats. Hearing this, he took a deep breath and asked shockingly, "You came across ruddy blood bats?"
In Shiao Tianren's memory, this kind of bat was a monster that was thirsty for blood. Slaves who were forced to dig the mine in those years were mostly killed by this.
That was why no one in Feiyun Village would like to visit that abandoned mine.
Lin Xun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Shiao, all of them were wiped out."
All of them?
Shiao Tianren was totally astonished and stunned for a while. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Please don't blame me for misbehaviors. Too many things are out of my expectation today."
Lin Xun understood that since Shiao Tianren was just an ordinary people who couldn't cultivate, although he was the village head.
In Shiao Tianren's eyes, the ruddy blood bats could be compared to demons.
After regaining his consciousness, Shiao Tianren said, "You are the only practitioner in the village now, so keep well of these blood marrow grits and don't let others spoil them."
Based on what he said, Lian Rufeng and his people were outsiders for Shiao Tianren now.
Meanwhile, it showed he really cared for Lin Xun. If any other men heard about the value of these blood marrow grits, they would definitely want to take a share of it.
However, Shiao Tianren didn't say anything about it, which indicated he had taken Lin Xun on his own side.
Lin Xun didn't refuse the suggestion and because of Shiao Tianren's kindness, Lin Xun made a decision right away.
"Uncle Shiao, actually, there's something else I want to tell you too…"
Speaking of this, Lin Xun took out that thumb-size Feiyun Fire Copper and passed it to Shiao Tianren, "I found a lode of Feiyun Fire Copper that has not been discovered and excavated there."
Pu***
Spraying out the tea in his mouth, Shiao Tianren was stunned.
There were too many shocks today.
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