Rare Death Soldier

Over the past few days, Lin Ze had been completely absorbed in cultivation.

Through the Death Soldiers, he could extend the time he spent practicing his Dou Skills.

By now, both his Wind Splitting Blade and Boom Fist were close to Great Accomplishment.

He had also learned the Forest Piercing Movement Technique, and could perform it quite smoothly.

In just three days, the number of his Death Soldiers had surged to twenty-two.

He kept four Death Soldiers by his side to cultivate, and sent the remaining eighteen out to hunt Magical Beasts.

Six three-person teams hunted along the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

They'd had a bountiful haul. In just three days, they had gathered more than a hundred units of Flesh Essence.

Without hesitation, Lin Ze spent a hundred units of Flesh Essence, eagerly anticipating the Bronze Mirror's new function.

[Mirror Master: Lin Ze]

[Rank: Dou Zhe] (At the current rank, four Death Soldiers can be reflected each day: 99% chance of a White Common Death Soldier, 1% chance of a Blue Rare Death Soldier. Can be summoned by consuming Flesh Essence. Absolute Loyalty.)

[Flesh Essence: 1/1000 units] (Flesh Essence can summon Death Soldiers, improve Death Soldiers, and unlock functions.)

Lin Ze quickly focused on the changes in the writing on the Bronze Mirror.

Unfortunately, he noticed no new function, and felt a trace of disappointment.

After all, the first two functions had been extremely powerful.

Resonance could increase cultivation speed. Although it was a late-game function, its potential was already clear.

The Proxy Function was even more powerful. Lin Ze had already found all sorts of ways to use it.

Naturally, he hoped to unlock a new function.

Still, there was no point worrying about what had already happened.

Lin Ze composed himself and studied the Bronze Mirror's new changes, his brows drawing together slightly.

It was certainly good to be able to raise a Death Soldier's rank, but why was it based on chance?

Lin Ze scratched his head, feeling a little cheated.

Anything involving odds came down to luck, after all.

At least from Lin Ze's perspective, luck was far too fickle. The previous functions had been straightforward and useful.

Lin Ze focused on the words "Blue Rare Death Soldier," and new information appeared.

[Blue Rare Death Soldier: An Outstanding Talent, one in a hundred. Possesses one random Proficient Grade skill and one random blue talent.]

Lin Ze's eyes lit up as he read the description.

Compared with an ordinary Blank Death Soldier, a Blue Rare Death Soldier was clearly much stronger.

Not only did it come with a skill and a talent,

but it was also described as an Outstanding Talent, one in a hundred. Perhaps that meant it had a higher Cultivation Talent?

The Death Soldiers he had summoned so far were all ordinary people, with ordinary Cultivation Speeds.

Without the Proxy Function, even twenty-two Death Soldiers would not be of much use in this world of cultivation.

So Lin Ze was eager to see whether he could obtain a Death Soldier with greater Cultivation Talent.

However, today's reflections were already over. He would have to wait until midnight to try again.

After changing his clothes, Lin Ze went to the courtyard to practice his Dou Skills.

He moved from the Wind Splitting Blade to the Forest Piercing Movement Technique, then to Boom Fist, using his Dou Qi freely without neglecting a single skill.

Once the Dou Qi in his body was completely spent, he washed up and returned to his room to begin cultivating.

He divided his attention between cultivation and using the Death Soldiers' bodies to improve his Dou Skill proficiency.

In the Magical Beast Mountain Range, Lin Ze watched a mercenary squad hurry away in the distance, a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

The Mercenary Groups in Fire Wolf Town seemed unusually active.

At least during the few days Lin Ze had been in Fire Wolf Town, he had often seen its Mercenary Groups entering the Magical Beast Mountain Range to hunt.

That was quite unusual.

Mercenaries were people, too. They fought bloody battles and lived under tremendous pressure, so they needed to relax from time to time.

At least in Lin Ze's experience, the Mercenary Groups in Qingshan Town didn't take on jobs so frequently.

"Maybe they've got some long-term job?"

Lin Ze shook his head and led his team away from the places where the Mercenary Groups often appeared.

Those mercenaries who lived by the blade were no harmless folk.

The Death Soldiers were weak for now, and Lin Ze didn't want trouble finding him.

So the squads Lin Ze had stationed around Fire Wolf Town stayed away from the Mountain Roads the mercenaries used most often.

Since so many mercenaries traveled those Mountain Roads, few Magical Beasts ventured near the outskirts.

They were liable to be set upon and slaughtered by a large group of mercenaries.

The law of Survival of the Fittest was on full display here.

The brainless Magical Beasts that had dared approach had already been killed, while the more cautious ones had left the area.

And that suited Lin Ze just fine!

Over the past few days, Lin Ze had made a bountiful harvest, hunting more than a dozen First Order Magical Beasts.

During this process, he had also discovered how much Flesh Essence a First Order Magical Beast could provide.

Generally speaking, the Flesh Essence provided by a Magical Beast depended on its rank, size, and bloodline.

Medium and small First Order Magical Beasts usually provided fewer than five units of Flesh Essence.

Only large First Order Magical Beasts could provide more than five units.

Even after hunting more than a dozen First Order Magical Beasts, Lin Ze hadn't seen a single one provide a two-digit amount of Flesh Essence.

In other words, a First Order Magical Beast provided roughly one to nine units of Flesh Essence.

Besides the Flesh Essence, these dozen or so Magical Beasts had also yielded four Magic Cores.

A Magic Core was a crystallization of energy within a Magical Beast, but not every Magical Beast had one.

It was a matter of chance.

That was why Lin Ze had felt disappointed when he learned that obtaining a Blue Rare Death Soldier was also a matter of chance.

After all, he had only gotten four Magic Cores from more than a dozen Magical Beasts. His luck was certainly nothing special.

Still, the materials from those Magical Beasts, aside from their meat—such as pelts, claws, and teeth—along with the four Magic Cores, had earned Lin Ze nearly three thousand gold coins!

Magic Cores were in great demand because they were key ingredients in alchemy and materials for weapon inlays.

A First Order Magic Core was worth roughly four to five hundred gold coins, depending on its rarity and attributes.

Altogether, these gains had already more than covered Lin Ze's earlier investment in the Death Soldiers' equipment.

The reason he had recouped his investment and turned a profit so quickly was, ultimately, the Death Soldiers.

Other Mercenary Groups had to split the profits from hunting Magical Beasts among their members.

But all the Death Soldiers' earnings belonged to Lin Ze.

On top of that, the Death Soldiers didn't need rest or entertainment, and they recovered simply by replenishing their Flesh Essence.

With so many advantages, Lin Ze had quickly reaped a handsome return.

Time flew by amid the busy days.

Before long, midnight had arrived.

Lin Ze watched the time. The Bronze Mirror reflected four figures.

Unlike before, when all the figures had been indistinct and white,

this time, Lin Ze saw an indistinct figure glowing a deep blue!

"It worked!?"

At the sight of that flash of deep blue, Lin Ze was taken aback.

Only then did he react.

He had drawn the one-percent chance of a Blue Rare Death Soldier!