After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Lin Yan seized the opportunity and suddenly changed her sword style. "Feng" was caught off guard and had his arm sliced ​​off.

He let out a bloodcurdling scream, filled with regret for accepting the assassination mission. There's no such thing as a free lunch; how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly command such a high price?

They should have thought it through carefully before accepting the assassination order! But then again, it was 60,000 high-grade spirit stones. They knew the person they were trying to assassinate was no ordinary person, but they still came for the spirit stones.

In this battle, Lin Yan had the upper hand! The enemy's wounds were increasing, and he was gradually becoming unable to defend himself! It was clear that the opponent intended to give up resistance and wanted to lower her guard.

This man wanted to self-destruct, determined to drag her down with him! Lin Yan would not let him have his way. In order to send his companion away, she stabbed him through with her sword before he could self-destruct.

It's not about stabbing the heart, but about stabbing the opponent's core!

——Crack!
The golden core shattered, and the enemy collapsed to the ground. But even with the golden core shattered, there was still a glimmer of hope. He could only watch helplessly as she swung her sword and severed his head.

"Wind" died without even a chance to beg for mercy, just like his code name, "gone with the wind."

After dealing with the "wind," Lin Yan cleaned up the scene, made herself and her sword clean, and turned to walk towards the two little ones, wanting to see how their battle was going.

Lin Yan had only taken a few steps when she heard the two little ones excitedly conveying their joy to her through the contract.

"Master, we've taken care of things here~"

She rushed over and saw that the Snow Frost Eagle and the sixth-tier Crimson Enchantress who had awakened the Hou beast bloodline had reverted to their juvenile forms, with two corpses lying on the ground. Their hearts had been ripped out, but their golden cores remained.

Tangyuan chirped twice, eager to show off. "Master, I moved all the corpses to one place. Aren't I clever? Hehe~"

"Smart~" Lin Yan patted the two little ones' heads, praising each of them.

The spirit sword was displeased. "Why don't you praise me?"

"Because I'm missing something."

Is it the shattered morality that's left in the ground?

"..."

The spirit sword's mouth is still as venomous as ever! Oh no, it doesn't have a mouth!
The father she recognized seemed to be a refined and gentle young master from a noble family. His swordsmanship didn't seem to be something he had been taught; was he self-taught?
Lin Yan planted her sword directly into the ground, took their storage bags, and then used magic to move the two corpses into her spatial dimension as nourishment.

After disposing of the corpse, the spirit sword emerged from the ground, shouting, "How could you bury me like that? Do you know how much that hurt my fragile heart?"

"I don't know, but you'll soon find out how much I can hurt your fragile heart."

The spirit sword remained silent, deciding to sleep for a year and a half, the kind that cannot be summoned.

With that thought, it returned to the imprint and fell fast asleep.

Lin Yan made a hand seal, and spiritual energy flowed from her fingertips, thoroughly cleaning the fur of the two little ones before she carried them out of the formation.

When they came out, it was just getting light. The two little ones were a bit tired after the battle and had already nestled obediently in her arms to rest.

At noon, her master sent her a message saying that he had something to do and would come over later, and told her to wander around the town.

As a caring disciple, one should not ask questions unless the master brings up something, lest the master waste his brainpower thinking of other excuses.

She replied "Okay," told the two little ones to stay put, and then went out.

We must buy some local specialties as gifts for our master. The value of a gift lies in its thoughtfulness; the price is secondary.

As a thoughtful daughter, you should think of your master when you arrive in a new town and know to buy local specialties for him.

What does this show? It shows that this apprentice has her master in her heart!
She asked the monks who lived in the town, and they said that the town used to be famous for its carvings. Later, perhaps because many magical artifacts became more for entertainment than for appreciation, the status of wood carvings declined in the hearts of children, and the number of monks who knew how to carve wood gradually decreased.

There's only one shop selling wood carvings in the town now.

The shop is not located in a bustling area; it's in a rather remote location. The signboard on the storefront simply reads "Wood Carving," without any other patterns.

The shop is small, with shelves on one wall displaying various wood carvings. Each carving has a tag with a piece of paper attached, indicating the type of wood, its purpose, completion date, and price.

As she was making her selections, several monks escorted a young master into the shop.

Every sentence spoken by these cultivators began with "Young Master".

“Young master, if you like wood carvings, you can have someone carve one out of black wood. Why did you come here?”

"Young Master likes wood carving, why don't we hire a wood carver to take us home?"

"Young Master, this shop is too small. Perhaps you shouldn't go in. Let me go in and take a look, and then I'll have the sculptor come out and make a custom piece for you?"

……

The young master, surrounded by his entourage, wore a bright yellow robe with cloud patterns embroidered in light black thread along the vertical edges. He wore a delicate green hairpin in his crown, which looked somewhat like a banana.

He was handsome, but with a hint of arrogance. He said impatiently, "Stop babbling. I'll go in and see for myself."

When the young master spoke, the others made way, lining up on both sides and respectfully gesturing for him to enter. This pomp and circumstance—what kind of young lady's arrival is this?
Lin Yan only glanced at them twice before choosing wood carvings on her own, trying to minimize her presence and avoid attracting trouble.

As Liu Mingyu stepped into the shop, his gaze swept over the wood carvings, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He muttered, "What kind of junk is this?"

Lin Yan frowned slightly upon hearing this, but ignored it.

The young master walked around the shop, his gaze suddenly falling on the wooden carving in Lin Yan's hand. He stepped forward and said, "I've taken a liking to this one. Give it to me."

She pretended not to hear and ignored it, walking straight to the checkout counter. "Wrap this up."

"Woman, how dare you ignore me!" Liu Mingyu exclaimed in disbelief. He strode forward and said to the shop owner, "I'll take this wood carving, I'll pay double the price."

His behavior was incredibly childish. His methods of attracting others were clumsy and despicable, making one want to punch that cynical face.

She glanced at the cultivation levels of the guards behind her.

Very good, they are all Foundation Establishment cultivators, the highest being the peak of Foundation Establishment, with a bone age of over a hundred years! Looking at this young master again, he is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with a bone age of thirty years old.

Huh? They're all so much older than me!

"There's always a first-come, first-served order to everything. Just because you want this wood carving doesn't mean it's yours. You're so big now, why are you still acting like a child?"

The shop owner was caught in a dilemma; he couldn't afford to offend either of them.

Lin Yan frowned, "I'll pay three times!"

“Four times!”

"What's the use of just shouting? Take out the spirit stones!"

Liu Mingyu waved his hand, and someone handed him a storage bag containing spirit stones. He grabbed a handful of spirit stones and placed them on the counter; each one shone with a brilliant light, and they were all top-grade spirit stones.

The wooden carving in her hand cost only twenty mid-grade spirit stones; it was made of ordinary spirit wood. (End of Chapter)