Master Changsheng

Chapter 112, Section 110: It Was You All Along! [Please Subscribe and Vote!]

Upon hearing Donglin's magnanimous words, the honest young man quickly took out a brand-new detector and handed it to him.

"Sir, three gold coins."

The young man stretched out his hand and presented it to Donglin.

Donglin was taken aback, then gave a self-deprecating laugh: "I've been ripped off!"

The young man pretended not to hear his self-deprecating humor, continuing to wear his honest smile and remaining unmoved by his outstretched hand.

Donglin didn't care much about being slaughtered; instead, he readily took out three gold coins from his pocket and placed them in the young man's hand.

Along with the gold coins, a hazy gray aura flashed by.

Tonight, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this seemingly honest but actually greedy young man will be transformed into a mindless skeleton by Donglin's methods...

"Thank you, sir!"

After receiving the gold coins, the young man immediately thanked them loudly, then turned and ran into the depths of the street. The detector he sold to Donglin was his last.

Donglin looked down at the detector, and sure enough, it displayed the cultivation level of the honest young man from before.

[Tier 1, Level 1]

...

That's right, the young man sold the first-generation version of the detector to Donglin, a detector that had long been obsolete...

"Not bad stuff."

Donglin muttered something to himself, put away the detector, and walked towards the caravan, preparing to follow them to see the city lord of the Good Household.

During the journey, Donglin used the detector from time to time to observe the realm of the people around him.

He was very satisfied with the results, as they were largely consistent with his guesses.

As the caravan traveled through the streets of Good House, their arrival drew stares and whispers from most of the town's residents.

They openly discussed what kind of supplies they were carrying.

At the same time, a large number of people stared at the caravan with fierce expressions.

At this point, the caravan's guards came into play, brandishing their weapons and meeting the menacing gazes of the residents.

Their expressions were equally fierce; judging from their stances, neither side was willing to give in.

Only the caravan's guards knew how panicked they were.

After all, the ferocity of the desert people has been well-known for quite some time.

Of all these people, only Donglin remained completely calm.

They didn't care about the arrogant stares of others.

Besides these unfriendly stares, many seemingly friendly residents also surrounded their caravan.

These residents, like the young people who sold the Donglin detector, were given unique items from the desert and sold them to them at high prices.

But these things still manage to pique their interest.

For example, the price of magic cores here is almost the same as giving them away for free, compared to the Seven Kingdoms.

Of course, Donglin also encountered one resident after another who sold him things.

Donglin responded with a smile, casually making up a few excuses to drive them away. Those who were unwilling to leave were given a wisp of aura that would turn them into skeletons, and then the Donglin would buy the items from their hands.

Donglin often traveled between deserts and the seven kingdoms, and he had little interest in most things.

Even the detector could pique his interest.

...

In the courtyard where An Kai was located.

Reed just came to report that only one person among the people Ankai was targeting had purchased the detector.

And of all the caravan members, only the one who bought the detector was dressed in a black robe.

Not long after, Malken returned.

He strode over to An Kai's side, his expression solemn: "Around the second level of the fifth rank. We'll need to fight to find out his exact strength."

How confident are you?

Upon hearing Ankai's question, Malken pondered for a moment before cautiously replying, "Ninety-five percent."

"Let me see your dagger."

Malken was taken aback, but still handed his ever-present dagger to Ankai.

[Concealed Dagger: Lv40]

[Quality: Premium]

[Usage Requirements: Stamina 500, Strength 1800.]

[Note: This is a standard Tier 5 high-quality dagger. Its jet-black color serves to maximally conceal the dagger itself.]

To enhance high-quality equipment, Ankai would need a fourth-tier magic core or a mid-grade magic stone.

He possessed a fourth-tier magic core, but only one, which he obtained from the [Unicorn Lizard].

Ankai sheathed his dagger and asked Malken, "Do you have any fourth-tier magic cores or mid-grade magic stones?"

Although Malken didn't know why Ankai asked that question, he guessed it was related to his dagger.

Could it be that Ankai also knows forging?

Malken had no idea, but while he didn't have a mid-grade magic stone, he did have a fourth-tier magic core.

When dealing with the spies sent by those forces, I also took care of some fourth-tier magical beasts and stored some fourth-tier magical cores.

Upon hearing Ankai's question, Malken took out 16 fourth-tier magic cores from his storage ring.

Is that enough?

An Kai laughed: "Enough!"

He put away the 16 magic cores and walked towards his room.

Once inside, first use [Freeze] to seal the entrance, then close the door, and then summon the mage tower to enter.

With a thought, a pitch-black forging table and a pitch-black hammer appeared out of thin air. An Kai took out the [Concealed Dagger] and placed it on the forging table.

The next moment, the small black hammer, under An Kai's control, struck the [Concealed Dagger] again and again.

At the same time, a fourth-tier magic core also disappeared along with the hammer blows…

Five minutes later.

Five magic cores were used, and Ankai's [Enhancement] was completed.

[Concealed Dagger +5: Lv40]

[Quality: Premium]

[Usage Requirements: Stamina 500, Strength 1800.]

[Note: This enhanced, high-quality dagger, disguised by its jet-black color, maximizes its attack power.]

Although An Kai couldn't use it while holding it in his hand, he could feel that the upgraded [Concealed Dagger] was several levels sharper than before.

After the [Enhancement], there were still 11 fourth-tier magic cores left. An Kai casually put them away as payment for this [Enhancement].

Leaving the mage tower, Ankai approached Malken with the enhanced [Concealment Dagger], his expression grave: "I went to great lengths to help you complete the enhancement."

"Of course, you don't need to be touched. You've done your best for me, so I certainly won't treat you unfairly!"

An Kai appeared very somber as he spoke.

At first, Malken thought it was another trick by Ankai, but when he took the dagger and sensed its changes, he was stunned.

"It...it actually...it really improved!"

As the owner of the Concealed Dagger, Malken is the one who knows it best.

He could clearly perceive even the slightest change. It's no exaggeration to say that after Ankai's enhancement, the feeling that the [Concealed Dagger] gave Malken was more than twice as good as before!

Malken looked at Ankai, whose face was heavy with grief, and his own genuine gratitude showed on his face. He believed him.

He believed what An Kai said; such a huge improvement must have come at a tremendous cost.

At that moment, another image of Ankai was added to Mairken's mind.

"He is never stingy with his subordinates!"

Malken gripped the dagger tightly, as if afraid it would suddenly disappear.

"Sir! Thank you!"

Malken's heartfelt gratitude and Ankai's mystique elevated his feelings to a new level.

Mage? Warrior? Blacksmith?

Malken had no idea. But he was certain of one thing: the more identities Ankai had, the more benefits he would gain.

"And now? How confident are you?"

An Kai, his expression grave, asked the question again…

"My lord! This time I'm ninety percent... no, ten percent certain!"

Hearing this, Ankai breathed a sigh of relief, called in the four Reeds who were waiting outside the door, gave them a few instructions, and then let them leave.

An Kai, on the other hand, used the [Disguiser's Mask] to recreate a pale-faced pretty boy, changed his clothes, and left the place...

...

Following the caravan, Donglin met the puppet city lord of the Good Family.

Donglin was called the Puppet City Lord because the four guys in front of him only had the strength of the first rank.

Without needing to use detectors, Donglin was confident that he could easily crush them.

The city lord is only of the first rank, but the guards of the city lord's mansion are of the third rank, and there are even a few fourth-rank auras hidden in the city lord's mansion.

It's obvious that the four guys who came out were puppets.

As expected, when the caravan leader communicated with the puppet city lord, the puppet city lord was at a disadvantage.

His foolish behavior made Donglin even more disdainful.

He thought to himself: Is the person behind the Good Family taking them for fools?

How could someone so obviously a first-order ant be chosen as the city lord?

Donglin didn't speak, but his mood relaxed a bit after seeing Reed's group of four.

Simply put, first-tier strength didn't interest him at all...

In the Immortal Town, a mere ant, not even worthy of being granted immortality by him…

Although Reed and his three companions were weak, they displayed extreme greed when facing the caravan.

The trade prices they offered were extremely harsh. If they really did what Reed and the others suggested, the caravan wouldn't necessarily lose money, but making a profit would be very difficult...

"Impossible! Lord Reed! This shows a lack of sincerity! We came from among the seven kingdoms, braving danger, not to be your slaves!"

The caravan leader glared angrily at the ungrateful Reed!

To everyone's surprise, Reed remained completely calm. He clapped his hands lightly, and many third-tier professionals in the city lord's mansion surrounded him, including several fourth-tier professionals who also vanished with a flash of their aura.

Expose their existence.

The caravan leader was furious. Before coming, he thought that the kind people would be difficult to deal with, but he never expected that these guys would treat him like a slave!

"Third tier?! Fourth tier?!"

"Since we dared to come, we are not afraid of your threats!"

At this point, the caravan leader suddenly shouted, and Donglin, in a show of cooperation, displayed his unique fifth-tier strength…

In an instant, the city lord's mansion fell silent.

Reed seemed stunned, muttering, "Fifth...fifth rank!"

Seeing this, the caravan leader laughed. He wanted to ask Reed: Where did your arrogance go? Where did your pride go?

Just then, Reed suddenly put on an attentive listening posture, and after a few seconds, he nodded and whispered, "I understand."

He looked at the caravan with caution in his eyes: "The master has invited you to go, but only two of you can go."

The caravan leader nodded; he could understand the need for caution.

As long as the transaction is completed according to his bottom line, that's fine.

Only two people were needed to go, and the caravan leader chose Donglin, a fifth-tier professional, without hesitation, to be his guard.

Seeing this, Reed quickly stammered, "You...you...you..."

"What? Weren't these the two people you mentioned? Want to back out?"

The caravan leader, convinced he had Reed under his thumb, looked rather disdainful.

If Reed weren't ostensibly the lord of the House of Goodness, he would have slapped that annoying guy far away long ago.

Reed blushed, but didn't know how to respond.

Finally, with a helpless sigh, as if making a reluctant threat, he weakly uttered, "You...you guys, don't do anything reckless, or...ha!"

"I'm a merchant, why would I act recklessly? I'm here to trade. Of course, if I encounter danger, I will put up a little resistance. But if it causes any loss to kind-hearted people, that's none of my business!"

The caravan leader spoke these words with reason and composure, and then he and Donglin followed Reed out of the city lord's mansion.

During this period, Donglin did not utter a single word except to demonstrate his strength.

Based on Reed's performance, Donglin was basically certain that the strength of the person behind this benevolent family should be around the fourth rank.

The only real threat to him was that little vixen.

However, that little vixen was not from the City Lord's Mansion, so Donglin was not only not flustered about the upcoming meeting with the real City Lord, but even began to consider what kind of identity he should give her after turning her into a skeleton.

After much deliberation, Donglin decided to transform that guy into a skeleton that could command battles; he had no shortage of powerful skeletons.

He didn't lack ordinary skeletons of the second or third tier. In a sense, Donglin and Ankai were both lacking in management talent.

With that thought in mind, Donglin followed Reed to the entrance of the House of Goodness.

Here, a middle-aged man with scars on his face was waiting. He nodded to Reed and took over Reed's responsibility of leading the way, leading Donglin and the other man out of the city.

"Outside the city?"

"They're really cautious."

Donglin chuckled. He liked cautious guys; once converted, it would save him a lot of training time.

The honest-looking young man walked ahead, about five meters away from the caravan leader and Donglin.

They left the city and followed the young man's directions, walking along the stalls outside the city.

Today, due to the arrival of the caravan from the seven nations, most of the vendors who set up stalls outside the city are not here.

Only a few people were still setting up stalls.

Among them was Malken, who was disguised.

After a few breaths, the group arrived at Malken's stall.

At that very moment, without a second thought, Malken suddenly sprang into action!

With his mind focused, he charged straight at Donglin, wielding the enhanced dagger, his target clear.

From the moment Malken made his move until he stood before Donglin with a dagger in hand, only half a breath had passed.

Under Malken's sudden attack, Donglin's head had no time to react and rolled to the ground like a watermelon...

However, Mairken, who had severed Donglin's head with a single blow, frowned and slowly disappeared, waiting for his next opportunity to strike.

As Donglin's head fell, his black robe also disappeared.

A grayish-white headless skeleton was revealed...

"interesting…"

Donglin's head, lying on the ground, opened and closed its mouth slightly, whispering in the direction Malken had left.

Even though his head had been severed in one blow, he remained calm and showed no sign of nervousness.

The headless skeleton took a few steps, picked up the skull from the ground, and put it back on its neck.

The head wobbled back and forth a few times, and with a soft "click," it was reassembled.

Meanwhile, the caravan leader and Polpi, who was guiding Donglin, had already run into the city...

Only a few vendors remained outside the city.

Donglin remained calm and unhurried. From his bosom—and it really was from his bosom—he reached into his skull-like chest cavity and pulled out the detector.

His empty eyes stared intently for a few seconds before he let out a long sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it's not broken!"

Then it must be put back.

Just then, Malken reappeared.

He suddenly appeared, wielding a reinforced, high-quality dagger, but this time…

"Trying to ambush me twice more?"

Donglin whispered something, and his mouth opened and closed rapidly without uttering a sound; the spell was already complete.

Suddenly, skeletal arms appeared!

We must firmly protect Donglin!

Malken's dagger struck the skeleton's arms with a dull thud.

If relying solely on Malken, it would be very difficult to break through Donglin's defenses.

But there's more than just Malken here!

These guys setting up stalls outside the city are all fourth-tier professionals in disguise, a total of 5 people!

They exchanged a glance and suddenly attacked, each unleashing their deadly moves!

pity…

"Ha! A fourth-tier being dares to attack me?"

Donglin, enveloped by the skeletal arm, sneered, and a rapid chanting of incantations rang out...

"Imprisoned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five skeleton prisons suddenly appeared and enveloped the five fourth-tier professionals!

Donglin had already noticed that there were six professionals outside the city.

Five of them are fourth-order, and one is first-order.

This was something Donglin secretly checked using a detector, since his detection was restricted by that little vixen and he couldn't use it.

Donglin, ever since discovering their strength, has never let down its guard against the five fourth-tier individuals…

He used his full power to block the attacks from Malken and the five fourth-tier professionals.

This is already the limit for Donglin's clone!

As for the other first-tier professional, his pale face made him look like he was about to die.

Donglin didn't even consider turning him into a skeleton...

Therefore, that first-tier professional was someone that Donglin did not take seriously.

In Donglin's heart.

Even though this is just an avatar, it can still be injured by a first-tier, first-level professional...

suddenly!

A massive, jet-black wind blade suddenly struck, along with a huge, dark brown fireball radiating scorching heat!

The one who made the move was none other than that first-level, first-tier professional!

Donglin never expected that the detector, which had always been reliable, would fail at the crucial moment...

"This...this is Tier 1?!"

boom!

boom!

An Kai wielded the [Brute Force Staff], unleashing spells at Dong Lin like they were free...

As for himself, his defense was maxed out, with the four-meter three-dimensional defense of [Frozen Spell] materializing and the armor of [Magic Armor Spell] materializing as well.

Furthermore, the mage tower is always ready to be activated.

Malken wasn't idle either. Under the cover of Ankai's magic, he wielded his dagger, continuously slicing away at the bones in Donglin's body...

Meanwhile, inside the City of Goodness, the fifth-tier professional who had initially warned Donglin also intervened, suppressing Donglin's clone's desire to fight to the death.

She really enjoys beating a dog when it's down.

Donglin's clone held on for a moment, then slowly disappeared amidst the roar of the spell...

He didn't lose this battle unjustly. With two fifth-tier professionals attacking him, plus the monstrous spell suppression from Ankai, the mage, he was doomed unless his true form arrived.

Otherwise, winning would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Until his final moment of disappearance, a terrifying pressure suddenly surged from Donglin's eyes:

"So it was you?!"

"Kid! Wait for me to come out of seclusion!"

Then, amidst the roar of the magic, Donglin's head turned into ashes...

...

Within the city of Good House.

The caravan leader swallowed hard, looked awkwardly at Polpi beside him, and began to speak dryly:

"Um...could you please tell Lord Reed that the price isn't entirely unnecessarily low..."

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