'Vulture' Lin Feng!

One month later.

Lu Qingfeng emerged from the cave in the desolate mountain.

It was already broad daylight.

During this month, Lu Qingfeng had already thoroughly investigated the surrounding situation. If his cultivation level were not insufficient, once he used the "Heaven-Hearing Earth-Seeing Great Method," even the entire star would be under Lu Qingfeng sight and hearing.

Although his cultivation level is low at this moment, he can still explore the surrounding area of several dozen miles without any problem.

Barren mountain.

Rubbish.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are many hills of varying sizes, piled with all kinds of scrap metal.

Most of them were ordinary weapons and ironware.

There were also familiar Lu Qingfeng, such as various Talisman Artifact and Law Artifact. However, these Talisman Artifacts and Law Artifact were all damaged and severely broken, beyond repair. The various materials were intertwined and even fused together, making it impossible for even top-tier weapon refiners to extract and restore the materials from these discarded Talisman Artifact and Law Artifact.

Such discarded Talisman Artifact and magical Law Artifact are not uncommon in the cultivation world.

For example, the Mystic Origin Sect.

With numerous disciples and constant battles against demons, damage to Talisman Artifact and Law Artifact is commonplace. Minor damage can be repaired by a weapon refiner, but others are beyond repair.

So it was discarded.

The Mystic Origin Sect has a special storage area for discarded magical Law Artifact, which can be used by apprentices and even masters of the Artifact Refining Hall Weapon Crafting Hall to verify their authenticity. It is also a place where many low-level disciples can find treasures.

Over time.

The discarded Talisman Artifact and Law Artifact piled up like mountains, becoming a unique sight in the Mystic Origin Sect.

This lifetime.

The place where Lu Qingfeng descended was clearly a place where a certain immortal sect piled up discarded Talisman Artifact and Law Artifact.

"Garbage dump".

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

This is the first time such an experience has occurred throughout the twelve generations.

"The quality is terrible this time. It took a whole month to find a usable broken sword."

"It's good enough that you found the broken sword. Your broken sword can still retain 30% of its shape, so it's at least First-Rank Dharma Artifact before it's completely destroyed. If you sell it at Treasure-Gathering Mountain, you can at least get three to five bottles of mid-grade pills."

"Exactly. Lin Feng, you call yourself 'Vulture,' you've become quite picky about your words."

In the desolate mountains, broken magical Law Artifact lay scattered everywhere, and shattered metal lay like dirt and stones. Several figures darted nimbly through the metal jungle. Leading them was a thin, dark-skinned youth, wielding a broken piece of rusted iron sword, his bright eyes scanning the surroundings.

Besides the dark-skinned, thin boy, there were three other boys, each with their eyes fixed on the boy with the dark hand, or rather, on the broken iron sword, all showing expressions of envy.

In the Treasure-Gathering Mountain area, finding a usable magical Law Artifact is no easy task.

That is, Lin Feng, the Vulture, could spot this rusty, broken sword from the pile of scrap metal at a glance. They walked past first, but simply ignored it.

I am filled with regret now.

The dark-skinned, thin boy, known as "Vulture" Lin Feng by his companions, had a cunning glint in his eyes. He was dark and thin, yet he wore an oversized black robe that didn't fit him at all.

The cuffs even covered a large portion of half of the iron sword.

"Alright."

"The pot hasn't been boiled yet, what can we find if we put them together?"

"Let's disperse!"

Lin Feng waved his hand, gripped the broken sword, and immediately darted into the passage made of rocks and metal frames.

The terrain here is complex, with piles of discarded Law Artifact nestled among the rocks, creating countless nooks and crannies. It's a maze of interconnected paths. Anyone who doesn't frequent this place would easily become disoriented and lose their way back.

"That Lin Feng, he's been eating alone again!"

"Exactly. Every time we part ways, he always gains the most!"

"I think he's afraid we'll learn his skills. How stingy!"

The remaining three watched Lin Feng's figure disappear, discussing amongst themselves with resentment in their eyes, before finally dispersing.

Another place.

Lin Feng looked back and, seeing that no one was following, a cold smile appeared on his lips. "They bullied me a few years ago, and now that they see how good I am at treasure hunting, they want to curry favor with me. What a joke!"

"Hmph!"

"Just wait. Once I've saved up enough pills, I'll take my sister away from Treasure-Gathering Mountain and go to a more prosperous mountain. There are Alchemist there who will surely be able to cure my sister's illness!"

As he spoke.

Lin Feng walked straight ahead when suddenly his loose sleeves swung three times to the left. Lin Feng's face lit up with joy, and he quickly ran to the left. He moved with the agility of a rabbit.

After bypassing several huge rocks as tall as two people, and turning over two piles of scrap metal.

Lin Feng paused.

He saw a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, standing on a pile of scrap metal in front of him. In his hand, he held a palm-sized, bent piece of iron, turning it over and over in his hands.

As if sensing Lin Feng's arrival, the boy looked up and met Lin Feng's gaze.

Lin Feng stood at a distance, staring at the piece of iron in the boy's hand. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly felt his sleeves sway three times. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, raised the broken sword in his hand, and pointed at the piece of iron in the boy's hand. "This brother looks unfamiliar. I wonder which mountain in Treasure-Gathering Mountain you're from? I'll trade my broken sword for your piece of iron. Are you in?"

"Oh?"

Lu Qingfeng looked up at the broken sword in the dark-skinned, thin boy's hand, then looked down at the piece of iron in his hand, and said mockingly, "You think you can trade my treasure for that broken sword of yours?"

"What treasure? It's just a piece of scrap metal. I only traded this sword for it because it looks like a defensive Law Artifact. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed even if you begged me."

Lin Feng said with a dark face.

"You really want it?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at Lin Feng.

"Are you going to change it or not? Give me a straight answer!" Lin Feng said impatiently.

"Change."

"But we also need to add the little mouse in your sleeve."

Lu Qingfeng played with the iron piece and looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

As soon as the sleeves were mentioned, Lin Feng's expression changed, and without looking back, he ran away and disappeared into the metal jungle.

"They're quick to run away, no wonder they can thrive in the metal ruins."

Lu Qingfeng praised him and took a step forward.

The next moment.

"You--"

Lin Feng looked up and saw that the boy from before had appeared in front of him at some point.

"What's the panic?"

"This little mouse has already recognized you as its master, so there's no use in me taking it."

"Sit down and let's talk."

Lu Qingfeng reached out and grabbed Lin Feng, who felt his body go out of control and ended up next to the boy who looked about the same age as him, and sat down involuntarily.

A gray mouse, about the size of a baby's palm, poked its head out from Lin Feng's sleeve.

Lu Qingfeng happened to look down, and the little mouse was so frightened that it quickly shrank back and dared not show its face.

"A dignified Spirit-Sniffing Mouse, raised so thin and weak by you, yet it still willingly follows you."

Lu Qingfeng clicked his tongue in amazement.

[Spirit Beast: Spirit-Sniffing Mouse (Hungry)]

[Grade: Tier 1]

[Description: Possesses a keen sense of smell and is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in Spiritual Qi and Earth Spirit objects. Currently in its juvenile stage; upon reaching adulthood, it will become a third-tier spirit beast with exceptional speed.]

"Who exactly are you?"

Lin Feng could only move his head. He turned his head to look at Lu Qingfeng, his eyes filled with unavoidable panic.

"I?"

"I am a powerful being who has suffered a calamity and fallen into these desolate ruins. I have been observing you for some time now, and seeing that you are an orphan raising your bedridden sister alone, I have taken pity on you and wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled at Lin Feng.

He lived through twelve lifetimes in the game, spanning over two thousand years. Even considering only one lifetime, his eighth lifetime in the Chiyan Realm lasted a full seven hundred and sixty-six years.

Lin Feng, a young man, was truly naive in his eyes.

"A powerful being?"

Lin Feng blinked, feeling the irresistible power within him. A thought struck him, and he immediately nodded repeatedly, "I am willing. This disciple is willing! Disciple Lin Feng greets Master!"

With his body unable to move, this appearance was truly comical.

"This child is teachable."

With a thought, Lu Qingfeng released the restraints on Lin Feng.

The young man immediately bowed and cried out, "May your master be blessed!"

"Where did you learn these tricks?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled, flicked his sleeve, and helped Lin Feng up to stand to the side.

Upon seeing this, Lin Feng felt that his 'master' was Divine Ability powerful, even surpassing the Martial Master at Treasure-Gathering Mountain. He stared blankly at Lu Qingfeng, momentarily stunned, lost in thought.

"Your sister's illness can be cured."

Lu Qingfeng, with his keen insight into people's hearts, spoke to Lin Feng.

"Disciple kowtows in gratitude to Master!"

"As long as my little sister can be cured, my life will belong to you, Master!"

Having spent a long time among the common people, Lin Feng's words and actions exuded a rough and unrefined air.

Lu Qingfeng was both amused and exasperated. "Why would your master want your life?"

He had always been kind to others, and over the past month, while listening to conversations within a radius of dozens of miles, he was most impressed by Lin Feng.

Orphaned, she raised her chronically ill younger sister alone.

He is very similar to Lu Qingfeng back in Blackwood Village.

Lu Qingfeng then felt compassion.

Also.

Lin Feng, despite his young age, has accumulated considerable experience and maturity by mingling in the desolate mountains and ruins. Moreover, the fact that he, a mere mortal, could command the attention of the rare Spirit-Sniffing Mouse, who are highly sought after even in the cultivation world, clearly demonstrates a degree of luck.

So he simply took him as his disciple.

This lifetime.

Lu Qingfeng was preparing to focus on his cultivation, but having few capable subordinates was ultimately inconvenient.

Why not start cultivating them now?

Lin Feng has excellent talent and temperament. With Lu Qingfeng leading the way, his future achievements are sure to be remarkable.

"My little sister's life is my life!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists, unable to contain his excitement.

Lu Qingfeng understood this feeling and stood up, saying, "Lead the way."

It's a melodramatic plot where, after more than ten years of not being bullied, just when things are looking up, Lu Qingfeng arrives Lin Feng's sister, Lin Ye, gets bullied.

Lin Ye's condition is not serious.

I ate too little as a child, which ruined my health and left me with chronic illnesses. My stomach function was impaired, leading to insufficient nutrition and hindering my bone development.

Lin Feng seventeen years old.

Lin Ye is fifteen years old.

However, Lin Ye looked only eleven or twelve years old and was pitifully weak. It was truly remarkable that Lin Feng was able to raise his younger sister.

For ordinary people, this condition is incurable by medicine.

Lu Qingfeng was already a fifth-level Alchemist. He could easily refine a few batches of pills, and after using his True Qi to regulate and heal the illness, the root cause would be cured in at most six months. In a year or two, Lin Ye would catch up, and he would be no different from a normal person.

"Disciple--"

Lin Feng's eyes were red, and he bowed his head again.

"No need."

Lu Qingfeng waved his hand, interrupting Lin Feng. Seeing that the two siblings' noses and eyes were red, Lu Qingfeng said to Lin Feng, "After you pack up, take Lin Ye and move to my place."

After saying that.

He then turned and left.

Lin Feng watched Lu Qingfeng's departing figure, pursed his lips, and bowed deeply. Then, a set of bright white teeth appeared on his dark face, and he turned to grin foolishly at his bewildered younger sister, Lin Ye.

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