Chapter 7: Instantly Killing a Spirit Elder
Huang Xin recalled the night his grand-nephew first took the Medicinal Bath, and the words, "With lofty ambitions, one cannot waste one's talent," once again echoed in his heart.
For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
"You're not even eight yet, why..."
Zhao Liuyun, however, had a stern expression, his back ramrod straight: "Ambition knows no age!"
"Martial Uncle, I have nothing. Innate Level 5 is ultimately a restriction. Since my goals are lofty, I must be diligent day and night, not daring to slack off in the slightest, lest I live a hundred years in vain."
Aside from never slacking off and being diligent every day, most of what he said was false and empty.
But saying it this way could move people's hearts.
And Zhao Liuyun was indeed putting it into practice.
Mental System Spirit Masters need to specifically strengthen their physical bodies.
The relatively mild, undeveloped whale glue is common along the coast but rare inland.
There are other aphrodisiacs here.
The Medicinal Bath was indeed painful, but with [Hypnosis], it was within a tolerable range.
Using this to temper his will was a rehearsal before consuming the Immortal Herb.
This was also one of the reasons Zhao Liuyun was willing to endure this painful Medicinal Bath.
Knowing that absorbing an Immortal Herb was difficult, did he have to be like Tang San and gamble in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well that he could withstand the baptism of extreme ice and fire attributes?
Zhao Liuyun knew his will was not firm enough.
[Hypnosis] could be relied upon, but not depended on.
Willpower needed more practice and tempering.
Except for innate talent, there is nothing that cannot be acquired later!
Huang Xin looked at the young man's resolute eyes, his heart trembling: "Do you have a goal?"
"Martial Uncle has extensive connections, I will have to rely on your network," Zhao Liuyun said with an expectant look.
Huang Xin slowly said, "I know many Mercenaries, but there's only one whose mission success rate is high and reputation is good."
Zhao Liuyun listened attentively.
"Long Tusk Elephant Mercenary Group."
That Spirit... he raised an eyebrow.
Huang Xin continued, "It's the Mercenary group that took you to hunt for a spirit ring."
"The Mercenary group leader, Tian Wenlong, is a Spirit Elder with the Long Tusk Elephant Spirit. He is generous and open-minded, and not stingy with the members of his Mercenary group."
Seeing a hint of hesitation on Zhao Liuyun's face, Huang Xin felt a bit amused and exasperated:
"That time was just an accident. In most cases, they can successfully help employers obtain satisfactory spirit rings."
"They are currently recruiting, I can recommend you."
When there were no missions, Mercenaries could move freely within Soul Hunting Town.
Zhao Liuyun could still return to his Martial Uncle's shop to help.
The Medicinal Bath, dietary supplements, and training would also not be delayed.
If it were delayed... he could still gain Professional Experience as a Mercenary.
At the same time, he could collect and buy the poisons he wanted in the Soul Hunting Forest.
"Thank you, Martial Uncle." Zhao Liuyun's thoughts churned in his mind as he cupped his hands.
Huang Xin waved his hand, pouring cold water on him:
"Don't thank me so quickly. You are only a One-Ring Spirit Master, and still the least needed support system in a small Mercenary group. We'll talk about other things once you pass his assessment."
"I believe in myself." Zhao Liuyun's lips curved into a confident smile. "Moreover, I don't seem to be a support system..."
"Upon careful consideration, I should be a control system."
..."So, you called me here because Little Brother Zhao wants to join our Mercenary group?"
The next day, Tian Wenlong, at Huang Xin's invitation, appeared in the shop.
After understanding the situation, his tone involuntarily rose a few notches.
support system Spirit Masters, whether healing, amplification, or food-type, were only equipped by large Mercenary groups that went to fight ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts.
How could a small place like theirs need such talent?
Huang Xin didn't answer, merely raising his chin towards Zhao Liuyun, signaling him to ask himself.
"Hey, Little Brother Zhao, are you serious?" Tian Wenlong took a few steps closer.
He had always been cautious about recruiting people.
True geniuses have boundless futures; they only need to grow steadily and will eventually become high-level Spirit Masters.
Why should they, like those with mediocre aptitudes, wade into this dangerous mess so early?
One must know that even the domesticated Soul Hunting Forest is by no means a benevolent place.
Spirit Beasts are ferocious, striking with lethal moves, each one aiming for a kill.
"Serious, Uncle Tian." Zhao Liuyun replied meticulously.
"I need money."
He also added in his heart, "I also need to accumulate Professional Experience as a Mercenary."
"Uh..." Tian Wenlong was intimidated by the serious atmosphere and unconsciously restrained the smile on his face.
Genius is a future powerhouse.
But before growing up, they are nothing.
Being kind to others and giving face was the limit.
When his own interests were involved, he was naturally unwilling.
"Tell me, what can you do for us?" Tian Wenlong put on a serious recruiting facade, but his words subtly conveyed rejection.
He carefully chose his words, deliberately avoiding the term "support system Spirit Master."
Specifically pointing it out would inevitably cause resentment, and if the person was narrow-minded, then the days ahead would truly be difficult.
"I am an experienced physician who can provide timely diagnosis and treatment, so there won't be a situation like a few days ago where a team member almost died from poison."
"Not enough." Tian Wenlong was slightly moved, but still didn't give in.
A physician is not a healing system Spirit Master.
"I am not a support system Spirit Master, but a control system Spirit Master," Zhao Liuyun stated firmly.
Tian Wenlong was slightly startled, his face showing surprise.
He distinctly remembered that Zhao Liuyun had personally said before that he was a support system Spirit Master.
Could a Spirit Master's development path be changed so casually?
He had also attended school.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Zhao Liuyun calmly explained:
"'support system' is a short-sighted term used by low-level deacons of Spirit Hall."
"Only after I obtained my spirit ring and read many books in the academy did I truly understand that my Spirit belongs to the control system."
"control system..." Tian Wenlong's eyes narrowed slightly.
He only collected one hundred gold coins from that embarrassing Spirit Hunting trip.
He still vividly remembered the Spirit Ability that caused people to fall into sleep without warning.
"What is your Spirit Ability?" A spark of inquiry seemed to light up in Tian Wenlong's eyes.
"Stop Conflict, it can make people fall asleep." A moon-white large flower appeared in Zhao Liuyun's palm.
A yellow hundred-year spirit ring pulsed around him.
"Use it on me."
Tian Wenlong pulled out a stool and sat down. He wanted to personally experience the strength of this Spirit Ability.
Fall asleep?
If he resisted with all his might, would he still fall asleep?
It was too sudden back then, and the Spirit Beast played a trick in secret. Now he wanted to try again.
"Spirit Ability, Stop Conflict." The yellow spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, consuming vast mental force, and the moon-white large flower bloomed with a soft purple light.
Tian Wenlong clenched his fists, let out a low growl, and his Long Tusk Elephant Spirit instantly possessed him.
His muscles tensed, spirit power surged, and he was ready to resist head-on.
Then—
To Huang Xin's shock.
"Bang!"
Despite his best efforts to resist, the overwhelming drowsiness still crept into his mind, his spirit power circulation abruptly ceased, and his Spirit possession state automatically disengaged.
The Bearded Man Tian Wenlong's body went limp, and he fell directly to the ground.
The Long Tusk Elephant Spirit does not possess mental resistance. So what if he was a Spirit Elder?
White, yellow, yellow... not even a thousand-year spirit ring!
With such a configuration, how could he block the Dream CreationSpirit Ability released by Zhao Liuyun, whose soul was naturally powerful and whose mental force was undoubtedly unrivaled among his peers after absorbing the unique dream demon spirit ring?
Let Huo Yuhao come!
"Boom—whoosh—"
Thunderous snoring instantly erupted. Zhao Liuyun squatted down and gently patted the Bearded Man's face.
"Uncle Tian, wake up."
After a few pats, Tian Wenlong's body trembled, and his elbow joint shook, carving a hole in the wooden floor.
He scrambled to sit up, rubbing his head and laughing loudly.
As everyone knows, people often laugh loudly to cover up embarrassment.
Tian Wenlong glanced at the floor and quickly apologized:
"My apologies, my apologies, I lost my composure for a moment, making a fool of myself."
"Little Brother Zhao, I was too arrogant. You are indeed a powerful control system Spirit Master. I am completely convinced."
He immediately admitted his mistake, then, with eyes full of pleasant surprise, he solemnly invited, "It is our Mercenary group's honor to have you join."
"Uncle Tian, please guide me in the future." Zhao Liuyun replied with a smile.
At the same time, his mind stirred, setting his professional goal to [Mercenary].