"Ten! A hundred thousand!"
Yin Jian’s eyelids twitched. Ling Feng was clearly asking for an exorbitant price!
"What’s wrong, is there a problem?" Ling Feng shrugged, nonchalantly saying, "Of course, you don’t have to get treated. I couldn’t care less."
Yin Jian felt a pang of pain in his heart, cursing Ling Feng for being a bloodsucker. Fortunately, Conquest Points couldn’t be used for private transactions; otherwise, this bloodsucker might have scraped away all his Conquest Points.
"No... no problem."
Yin Jian took a deep breath. His left eye possessed the power to foresee fortune and misfortune, and if it could be healed, then a hundred thousand Contribution Points would definitely be worth it.
Thus, Yin Jian gritted his teeth and gave Ling Feng his remaining seventy thousand Contribution Points, along with a spiritual dicine for Body Refining, equivalent to thirty thousand Contribution Points.
With this, Ling Feng earned enough to apply for the promotion assessnt, and more than enough.
Being opportunistic at the right mont was truly the secret to getting rich!
After receiving Yin Jian’s hefty dical fees, Ling Feng didn’t disappoint him and used the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique again to stimulate the acupoints around his left eye. Before long, a tingly sensation appeared in Yin Jian’s left eye.
"Alright, your left eye has been injured, but fortunately, it was treated in ti. If you had delayed another ten days or so, the eye would have died completely, and even I would have been helpless."
Ling Feng applied the needles and dicine fluidly, and after finishing, he slowly advised, "Your left eye will take about half a month to regain sight. As for whether or not your Pupil Power can be restored, that depends on your luck."
"Yes, thank you, Junior Brother Ling!"
Hearing that he could regain his sight, Yin Jian was already quite satisfied, especially because there was still a chance of restoring his Pupil Power.
"You’ve paid to solve your problem; there’s no need to thank . But I hope, Senior Brother, that when you handle things in the future, you’ll keep an eye open. Otherwise, my treatnt would be in vain."
Ling Feng glanced at Yin Jian and offhandedly remarked.
"Yes, yes..."
Yin Jian blushed, nodding repeatedly. After this incident, he naturally learned his lesson and would never dare to underestimate newcors again. Heaven knows if there aren’t more monstrous newcors like Ling Feng among them.
Without further words, the night passed.
Since Ling Feng had shown incredible skills the previous night and nearly treated everyone’s injuries — though not for free — he had essentially beco everyone’s lifesaver.
As such, Ling Feng naturally gained imnse prestige among the crowd, even subtly surpassing Yin Jian, the overall commander of this action.
The next morning, as the group set forth again, Yin Jian inquired about the Barbarian Leader and Su Ming’s fate. Ling Feng rely stated he had a hard fight with the Barbarian Leader, ultimately defeating him, and presented the head of the gaunt elder and the Identity Token as proof.
As for Su Ming, he simply said he hadn’t co across him.
Seeing the head in Ling Feng’s hand, Yin Jian was naturally convinced. Considering Ling Feng’s earlier display of might against the Octopus Giant Monster at the swamp lake, he had no choice but to believe him.
In this manner, Ling Feng managed to secure the top rit in this operation, not only obtaining ten thousand Conquest Points but also a Star Dragon Shield. Such generous rewards indeed made others envious.
If it had been the past, Yin Jian might have used so tricks to seize Ling Feng’s credit. But now, even if he were given three more guts, he wouldn’t dare provoke this Evil God.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Ling, on achieving the top rit. As a newcor, you’ve established such credit at the Hall of Conquest. Your future is limitless, soaring like an eagle!"
Yin Jian looked at Ling Feng with envy. It wouldn’t be long before, given Ling Feng’s evildoer level, he might even rank among the Heavenly Kill Ten Extres, or even, beco the first among them!
Indeed, people shouldn’t be compared with others. Yin Jian, hailed as the one most likely to beco part of the Heavenly Kill Ten Extres, and Feng Shao’an, hailed as "the strongest under the Great Emperor," both ended up defeated under Ling Feng’s hands. Though their power was suppressed in the Death Soul Demon Abyss, with Ling Feng’s formidable brute force and ever-erging tactics, even in the outside world, there was no guaranteed victory for them.
Ling Feng had already beco the Crownless King, his power comparable to the Inner Sect’s Top Ten Young Emperors!
...
Three days later, the group returned to the Hall of Conquest safely, without any ups and downs.
Led by Jingfeng Palace Master Zuo Feiqing, several high-level Elders personally greeted these returning "heroes."
Now that the gaunt elder had perished, there was no one left to spy on the top-level decisions of the Hall of Conquest using snakes, insects, rats, and ants, ensuring that, for the first ti, their side took a slight advantage on the frontal battlefield!
Thus, even though Yin Jian and his group were yet to return, the Hall of Conquest had already known of their operation’s likely success.
Only, no one had expected such severe casualties this ti.
However, Ling Feng’s team sustained no casualties, undeniably a miracle.
Of course, no one would know that it was precisely because they were forced to act alone, away from the main force, that they accomplished the zero-casualty record.
Regarding so of the friction that happened in the Death Soul Demon Abyss, everyone tacitly chose to remain silent.
After returning to Mountain City, statistics on rits and casualty checks were naturally conducted.
The so-called rit statistics essentially involved handing over enemy Identity Tokens or heads, or similar evidence to prove one’s battle record, for the final calculation of rits and distribution of rewards.
More than a dozen companions were led to a spacious area where a gigantic stone table was set. Everyone handed over their proof of enemy kills in turn for collective calculation.
The person in charge of tallying was a middle-aged officer with majestic armor and a stern look. He swept his gaze over Yin Jian and the others and shouted, "Alright, Captain Yin, let’s start with you!"
Yin Jian took a deep breath, stepped forward to the stone table, and calmly placed three Barbarian Guard Tokens on it with a clang.
"Hmm?"
The middle-aged officer picked up the three Tokens, frowning slightly, "Yin Jian, weren’t you the one who earned the top rit? These are just ordinary Barbarian Guard Tokens."
Yin Jian shook his head with a bitter sigh, "Reporting to Elder Cai, it’s true that this ti, the top rit wasn’t earned by a disciple."
"Not you, then I assu it was that kid Feng Shao’an."
The middle-aged officer noted Yin Jian’s proof, then turned his gaze to Feng Shao’an, loudly saying, "Feng Shao’an, you’re up!"
Feng Shao’an took a deep breath and placed two Identity Tokens on the table, which were also just Barbarian Guards’ tokens, not the Barbarian Leader’s.
The middle-aged officer’s eyelid twitched slightly, "Not even you? Then, who killed the Barbarian Leader? Could it be he perished alongside Su Ming?"
He glanced at Yin Jian and Feng Shao’an, seeing their strange expressions that seed to hesitantly keep so secrets. Shaking his head, he slowly said, "Alright, next!"
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