Exchanging Weapons

There were nine flying daggers in total, each only about fifteen centimeters long. Their bodies were S-shaped, with straight, pointed tips at both ends, and they looked exceptionally sharp.

Cold Moon Flying Daggers

Quality: Spirit Artifact

Price: Merit Points (half price for Rank 7 Demon Purifiers)

"A Spirit Artifact-grade flying dagger?" Chen Lin stopped in his tracks, his eyes locked onto the nine daggers, unable to look away.

One had to know that the Famous Artifact-grade sword in his hand could carve through the steel-and-iron bodies of Martial Apprentice-level demon beasts as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Then wouldn't flying daggers two grades higher than Famous Artifacts be sharp enough to pierce even a Demon King's flesh with ease?

At that thought, Chen Lin's heart grew blazing hot.

Ever since awakening his spiritual power, he had been thinking about how to use it in battle.

After turning it over and over in his mind, apart from increasing the force of his attacks and speeding up his movement technique, he felt that Artifact Control Attack was the combat method most suited to spiritual power.

He had originally considered Sword Control Attack, taking an enemy's head from a thousand miles away, but after trying it a few times, he decisively abandoned the idea.

One reason was that swords were simply too large and unsuitable for him to control. Another was that his spiritual power was not yet strong enough to support controlling such a heavy flying sword for long.

Just when he thought he would need to invest more into his spiritual power before it could help him fight, the appearance of these nine flying daggers made him suddenly feel that perhaps replacing his sword with flying daggers could solve the problems of the sword being too heavy and difficult to control.

After all, flying daggers were certainly much lighter than a sword over a meter long. They were not only far easier to control, but also offered many more possibilities.

Even compared to the Spirit Artifacts that cost fifty or eighty thousand at the drop of a hat, these nine flying daggers, perhaps because of their small size, required only a mere ten thousand Merit Points. They were simply too suitable.

Having made up his mind, Chen Lin reached out and picked up the tray holding the nine flying daggers.

"You want to buy flying daggers?" Seeing Chen Lin's actions, He Yanjun could not help crying out in surprise.

"Mhm!" Chen Lin nodded seriously.

"Flying daggers are generally exclusive weapons for Spirit Masters. Ordinary martial artists rarely use them, and even when they do, they are only used as a backup. You're not a Spirit Master. I think choosing a Spirit Artifact-grade piece of defensive gear would be far more useful to you than these flying daggers," He Yanjun advised with a frown.

"Senior He, my current sword is already enough for me. I feel that Famous Artifact-grade defensive gear would not provide me with much protection, and it would also affect my flexibility in battle. I might as well exchange it for several exceptionally sharp Spirit Artifact-grade flying daggers as trump cards to keep at the bottom of the chest!" Chen Lin had long expected He Yanjun to try and dissuade him, so he gave the excuse he had already prepared.

After hearing him out, He Yanjun pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "That's not a bad way to think about it. Go with your own idea!"

"Thank you for understanding, Senior He!" Chen Lin immediately said with a smile.

"You can exchange whatever you want. It's not my Merit Points you're spending anyway, so I don't feel the slightest bit sorry for them!" He Yanjun waved his hand and joked with a smile.

"Hehe!" Chen Lin chuckled as well.

Holding the nine flying daggers he had exchanged for, Chen Lin walked out of the Weapon Forging Hall with He Yanjun, smiling.

By then, some of the martial artists who had returned from the Demon Slayer Envoy assessment had already begun leaving the War God Temple one after another.

Only a few remained behind for a while because they still had matters to attend to.

When Chen Lin and He Yanjun appeared before them chatting and laughing, several martial artists who knew He Yanjun's temperament well were so shocked that their jaws nearly hit the ground.

As a Mid Martial Ancestor powerhouse, He Yanjun had always been stern and unsmiling when facing Martial Masters like them. Even when he occasionally joked with them, he unconsciously carried a trace of imposing authority.

How could he be like this with Chen Lin now, without the slightest airs, as though they were old friends of many years?

Ignoring the martial artists frozen in a daze, He Yanjun escorted Chen Lin out of the War God Temple, then handed him a string of bronze keys.

Chen Lin accepted the keys and looked at He Yanjun in confusion. "Senior He, this is?"

"From now on, we're members of the same Monster Slaying Squad, so don't call me Senior He anymore. If you don't mind, just call me Brother He. Brother Zhu Wei took several of the squad's brothers out on a mission. Before leaving, he asked me to give you these keys."

"The house these keys belong to is in Liuyun Alley, Xuanwu Ward, Inner City, right next to my home. From now on, we're not only brothers in the same squad, but neighbors living side by side as well. If you're short-handed on the day you move, just call me anytime!"

"So Brother He and Brother Zhu are squadmates! That's wonderful!" After hearing He Yanjun's explanation, the vigilance Chen Lin had been carrying in his heart immediately eased considerably.

No wonder he had felt from the beginning that He Yanjun treated him differently from the other martial artists. So this was the root of it all!

Just as he thought, no one would treat another person well for no reason. If they did, then aside from parents and family, everyone else definitely had some ulterior motive.

After bidding farewell to He Yanjun, Chen Lin headed home with light steps.

The moment he entered the courtyard and saw his family busy at work, Chen Lin immediately announced with a smile, "Father, Mother, Little Sister, I passed the Demon Slayer Envoy assessment! We can move into the Inner City within the next couple of days!"

"I told you A Lin could do it. See? Just as expected!" Chen Hongbo immediately beamed with joy.

"I knew Big Brother would make it." Chen Lan jumped out of the herb garden, her face full of excitement.

"A Lin passing the Demon Slayer Envoy assessment is wonderful news. We need to make a fine meal tonight to celebrate. I'll go buy vegetables now. A Lan, come with me." Song Qiaoyun set down the laundry, wiped her hands on her apron, and spoke with an excited expression.

That night, Chen Lin's family was completely immersed in unprecedented excitement and happiness.

Looking at his family's joyful faces, Chen Lin let out a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

After striving for so long, he had finally not let down the sacrifice of the body's former owner.

Early the next morning, Chen Lin's family began packing their things.

Though this courtyard in the Outer City was good, compared with the Inner City, it fell short in both size and safety.

During the previous Beast Tides that had attacked the city, several had nearly reached their home, giving Chen Lin's family quite a few terrible scares.

Although Father Chen and Mother Chen had developed deep feelings for the small courtyard they had lived in for over ten years, for the sake of not making their son worry and not letting their daughter be frightened again, they could only suppress the inexplicable emotions in their hearts and briskly pack up their belongings.

Because Chen Lin had failed his martial examination before, Father Chen and Mother Chen had already packed away some household items they rarely used. Although they later no longer needed to move out, they had been busy tidying the other rooms and never touched the packed luggage. By a twist of fate, it saved them quite a bit of effort for this move.