Although the disciple tending the shop doubted Lin Mo could afford it, he still took down the pitch-black saber Lin Mo had pointed at.
The Black Blade, a mid-grade Spirit-Rank Treasure, priced at 4,500 spirit stones.
Lin Mo studied the five-foot-long Black Blade carefully, his eyes brimming with delight.
Never mind how powerful this saber was.
Its looks alone were enough to make it irresistible to him.
"Old Servant, you've got a good eye. This Black Blade can drain and erode bodily functions. Once it strikes an enemy, the deathly aura on its edge will invade their body."
"In less than a quarter of an hour, they'll probably be dead as a doornail."
"It's a fine saber, just a little pricey. What do you think?" The shop disciple gave Lin Mo a succinct introduction to the Black Blade, then looked at him expectantly.
"Heh, being expensive isn't a fine saber's failing. It's the failing of whoever can't afford it. I'll take it!"
Without wasting any more words, Lin Mo immediately paid another 3,500 spirit stones, purchasing the Black Blade outright.
The shop disciple stared at Lin Mo's retreating back, tongue-tied and wide-eyed with disbelief.
4,500 spirit stones was a relatively steep price.
Disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm couldn't afford it, while those in the Golden Core Period wouldn't give it a second glance.
That was why the Black Blade had hung there for so long without selling.
Had its price been even a little lower, its ability to erode and drain bodily functions alone would have sent buyers scrambling for it.
It would never have lasted long enough for Lin Mo to buy it.
"Are Servants all this rich now? Maybe... I should become a Servant too!"
On the way back.
Just as Lin Mo hurried through a relatively secluded stretch of road as fast as he could, a figure suddenly darted out from the side and blocked his path.
Lin Mo's heart lurched!
He had thought it was Su Yu, but when he took a closer look,
he discovered it was a female disciple with a somewhat pale face, her entire body exuding a sinister aura.
The female disciple's name was Yun Fei.
Her prolonged use of addictive pills to aid her cultivation had left her looking neither human nor ghost.
If he hadn't been in the cultivation world, Lin Mo would have thought he'd encountered a ghost at first glance.
"Fairy, may I ask... what business you have with this old man?" Tense in both body and mind, Lin Mo asked cautiously.
He sensed an extremely dangerous aura coming from Yun Fei.
This was not an opponent he could handle!
Yun Fei laughed maniacally. "I heard you old Servant have quite a bit of money, so... I've come to get some spirit stones to spend. Hehe."
"Will you hand over your spirit stones obediently, or shall I personally send you on your way?"
"I'm just a Servant clinging to what little life I have left. Where would I get spirit stones?"
Forcing himself to remain calm, Lin Mo said, "Fairy, could you be mistaken? Or perhaps you've found the wrong person?"
Sure enough, what was coming had finally come.
Last time, Shangguan Wuqing had helped him out of his predicament, but he wasn't so lucky this time.
That was how things worked in the First Saint Sect.
If your fists weren't strong enough, you couldn't even protect your own spirit stones.
All the more so for a Servant!
An ordinary man was innocent, but possessing a jade made him guilty.
"You won't shed tears until you see your coffin."
Yun Fei beckoned with her pale, delicate hand, and a dagger gleaming with cold light instantly appeared. Her voice was chilling. "Your name is Lin Mo, correct? I haven't found the wrong person."
"Zhou Ze from your Maidservant Department told me himself that he gave you 1,800 spirit stones."
In an instant.
An icy aura so dense it nearly took physical form erupted from Yun Fei.
It enveloped Lin Mo in the blink of an eye.
An intense sense of death shot straight from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head!
"Fine, fine, fine. So that's how we're playing this? I knew that sneaky old bastard Zhou Ze was up to no good!" Lin Mo's expression darkened.
He had done a splendid job of killing with a borrowed blade.
Still, credit where it was due: Zhou Ze's methods were clearly far more sophisticated than Lü Mingtong's.
Not daring to hesitate, Lin Mo immediately offered Yun Fei 1,800 spirit stones and sighed. "Spirit stones are merely worldly possessions. There's no reason for this old man to throw away his life over them."
"Fairy, could you spare me? I don't have much time left. All I want is to enjoy my remaining years in peace."
Accepting the spirit stones, Yun Fei let out an indescribable laugh. "Hahaha, you old Servant certainly know what's good for you. However..."
"I never said I would spare you."
"I might as well let you die knowing the truth. Zhou Ze from your Maidservant Department paid me five hundred spirit stones for your life."
"..."
At those words, Lin Mo's heart turned as cold as a pool of stagnant water.
Judging by her aura, Yun Fei's cultivation was no lower than the foundation establishment middle stage.
His qi refining period perfection cultivation made him little different from an ant before her.
But... Lin Mo had no intention of sitting there and waiting to die.
"Fairy, wait!"
Lin Mo's deep shout interrupted Yun Fei just as she was about to strike.
Yun Fei raised her mocking eyes and smiled sinisterly. "Any last words? Stalling won't save your life."
"Heh, to tell you the truth, I never knew this worthless life of mine was worth five hundred spirit stones."
Lin Mo said, "Didn't Zhou Ze offer five hundred spirit stones for my life? How about this... I'll pay double for you to kill him."
"Oh? You have more spirit stones? What an unexpected windfall."
Yun Fei's eyes widened with greed. "How stupid. If I kill you, won't your spirit stones all belong to me anyway?"
"But don't worry... after killing you, I'll do as you ask and kill him too. Hahahaha!"
Lin Mo's face instantly darkened.
Sure enough, he had still underestimated human greed.
Still, he could understand it. In her place, Lin Mo might have made the same choice as Yun Fei.
Or rather, this was how most demonic cultivators operated.
Buzz!
The next instant, Yun Fei moved, the dagger in her hand turning into a sharp streak of cold light.
Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, it swept straight toward Lin Mo's neck.
At that moment, Lin Mo's scalp prickled violently.
The spreading aura of death ignited his fierce will to survive.
In the past, Lin Mo might have simply sat there and waited to die.
But now, he didn't want to die!
Clang!
The clash of metal rang out, sending violent shock waves rippling outward.
Lin Mo was sent flying by the impact.
"Oh... you even have a treasure like this? You old Servant just keep surprising me. Haha!"
Yun Fei raised her brows slightly and watched Lin Mo with interest, like a cat toying with a mouse.
A pitch-black saber had appeared in Lin Mo's hand.
It was this treasure that had blocked Yun Fei's fatal strike for him!
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