Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents Chapter 944 591: Cui Baohe, He Cuibao—Impossible to Tell Apa

Imdiately, Lu Lin saw a figure dressed in white, though now ragged and tattered, appear before him.

Lu Lin had no ti to marvel at this person's appearance and instead cupped his hands in salute, "Master Cui, I am Lu Lin, a disciple of Elder Long from General Mountain, here to visit Master Cui."

"What?"

"General Mountain?"

"Elder Long?"

Cui Baohe lifted the ssy hair covering his face, glanced at Lu Lin, then looked at the purchase receipt Lu Lin was showing, and was montarily stunned.

"Little brother, hold on a mont."

"You said you're a disciple of Elder Long from General Mountain, and you're here to find Master Cui Baohe."

"Correct."

Lu Lin didn't know what Master Cui ant, but he still nodded.

"Haha, then you've got the wrong person. I'm not Cui Baohe; I'm He Cuibao. The disciple who brought you here must have led the wrong way."

"I, the old man here at Refining Star Mountain, am focused on alchemy, not refining."

He Cuibao?

Lu Lin looked doubtfully at the person before him.

Could it be that the guiding disciple really led him astray?

Moreover, Lu Lin distinctly heard this old man angrily scolding about soone disrupting his alchemy just now.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

Cui Baohe.

He Cuibao.

But since the alchemist He Master said so, Lu Lin figured it best not to argue further. He saluted the other, preparing to descend the mountain and leave.

He thought he'd better find other disciples from Refining Star Mountain to help guide the way.

Cui Baohe, He Cuibao, sohow didn't seem so simple.

As Lu Lin's figure flew off into the distance, He Cuibao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh my, that old fellow surnad Long didn't dare co ask for a treasure himself, so he sent a foolish disciple."

"Haha, that kid is truly foolish. Cui Baohe, He Cuibao, such similar nas, and he showed no doubt."

"No, no, the more foolish he is, the more real he acts. This won't do—I, the old man, likely need to go hide."

Cui Baohe said, revealing a smile on his face, then quickly flew back to his mansion to pack.

"Junior Brother Cui, isn't this inappropriate? General Mountain's disciple traveled from afar, and instead of hosting him, you deceive him and plan to sneak away. It's a bit unfitting, isn't it?"

Just then, a majestic voice echoed across Cui Baohe's mountain peak.

Having just flown to the mountain foot, Lu Lin naturally heard this voice.

He was taken aback.

Damn, was he really deceived?

Yesterday, the disciple had told Lu Lin about Master Cui Baohe.

In Lu Lin's mind, this Master Cui should be one who achieved greatness after struggles, rich in life experience and wisdom, surely a highly respected master.

How co?

He actually deceived him.

Between people, is there no basic trust at all?

"Zou Butong, mind your own damn business!"

"If you have the ti to worry about , why not take another ten concubines?"

Cui Baohe had just returned to the mansion when he heard this voice, and yelled angrily.

Zou Butong was the Saint Lord of Refining Star Mountain Holy Land, known in the secular world as Star Plucking Hand. His skill in crafting Star Devices and treasures was unrivaled in Longyuan World, called Star Plucking Hand aning he could pluck stars from the sky to craft treasures.

"Hehe, taking so concubines is none of your business."

"But you owe Elder Long a weapon for over five thousand years without delivering; when Elder Long speaks up, it'll tarnish our Refining Star Mountain's reputation."

The majestic old man's reproachful retort seed unimportant to Cui Baohe, likely accustod to it.

However, upon hearing that Cui Baohe had been tasked with crafting a weapon for five thousand years without it being completed, and now Elder Long had sent Lu Lin to inquire, and Master Cui Baohe was even plotting to escape, it indicated sothing amiss.

"Rubbish, Zou Butong, damn brat! If I'd known back then, I would've smacked your butt!"

"Sneaking materials I've refined, yet accusing of not keeping promises—where's your sha?"

Whoa.

Lu Lin couldn't help but exclaim silently.

The conversation between these two, one Master Cui has been crafting a treasure in vain for five thousand years yet plans to vanish, while the other, though Lu Lin didn't know his identity, was similarly no less than Cui Baohe but once liked to steal others' materials in youth.

Lu Lin seriously wondered if he'd co to the holy place of refining, Refining Star Mountain, or had entered a den of thieves.

"Cough, cough."

"Cui Baohe, show so respect with your words. No matter what you say, I am the honorable Saint Lord of Refining Star Mountain. If you continue this, I'll lose my dignity and won't let you off easily."

"Saint Lord? A damn title. If you're capable, take over that old fellow surnad Long's order!"

"Damn it, that surnad Long never ant well from the start, having craft such a weapon. Zou Butong, you personally took on this matter; I don't care. Handle this little fellow yourself, I beg."

"Starting today, I'm entering seclusion, not leaving for fifty thousand years."

"You..."

The majestic old man Zou Butong retorted angrily, yet couldn't do a thing about Cui Baohe.

Refining Star Mountain was a sect for crafting weapons, even with the Saint Lord's key, it only boosted combat power without aiding in the refining process at all.