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Chapter 22: Chapter 17: Picked Up a Purple Mink_1

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The purple mink in the cage seemed to sense the meaning of the people’s words. It immediately stopped its leaping around and jumped to the bottom of the cage, curling up its body with a wronged expression.

“Goodness, this little guy can actually understand human language, it’s really quite spiritual.”

“No matter how spiritual it is, it’s still just an ordinary mink, like a common rat.”

“Senior Brother, I’m not familiar with monster beasts. Are there any specific traits to a degenerating Lightning Mink bloodline?”

The middle-aged man who sold monster beast meat spoke calmly, “The Lightning Mink is known for its speed, swift as lightning. They typically have a lightning-shaped white mark on their forehead. This one, however, is clearly lacking that and its speed is very slow.”

“My master couldn’t bear to see this little creature be killed by other monsters, so he brought it back. If anyone is interested, they can take it home as a pet. It only costs twenty Spirit Stones”.

“Although its bloodline has degenerated, it is definitely the offspring of the Lightning Mink. My name is Li Yuan Qing, and my master is Gold Sword Zen Ren. There are no falsehoods in my words.” Saying this, the middle-aged man immediately showed his Identity Plaque of being an Inner Sect disciple and also the golden sword-shaped jade badge, representing his master.

“My God, he’s actually a disciple of Gold Sword Zen Ren. Senior Brother, you’ve been running this stall here the whole time and we thought you were an Outer Sect disciple.”

“Senior Brother, no wonder you’re selling monster meat at a cheap price here. You’re doing it all to benefit us Outer Sect disciples.”

“Senior Brother, with your cultivation level, I’m afraid you’re about to reach Foundation Establishment, right?”

“What are you talking about? Senior Brother must have already reached the stage of major Foundation Establishment.” Many of the Outer Sect Spirit Farmers continually complimented him.

Looking at the purple mink in the cage, Lin Yi felt his heart stir. A disciple of a Golden Core Real Person would surely not stoop to lying.

Plus this little guy seems to possess some spirituality. Even though its bloodline has degenerated, it definitely contains the bloodline of the Lightning Mink.

When he was first transported to this world, he had purchased some books to gain understanding of it. Among them, there were introductions to monster beasts.

The Lightning Mink was ranked among the top twenty monsters in the Heng Yuan Cultivation World. Its speed was like a flash of lightning which even high-level cultivators could not keep up with.

He has the title of [Junior Dung Cleaner], with long-term nurturing, there’s a certain chance to awaken the ancestral bloodline. If he were to raise this purple mink, who knows if it might awaken a Lightning Mink in the future.

The only regret is that it costs twenty Spirit Stones. If it was before, he would have bought it. But now, he needs to purchase talisman materials and earn cultivation Spirit Stones to protect himself from Zhang Yuan Cheng’s upcoming moves.

“If you don’t intend to buy, you can leave now and stop crowding this place.” Noticing that the crowd were just flattering him and doing nothing, Li Yuan Qing said coldly.

He occasionally came here to sell monster meat, not to benefit the Outer Sect disciples, but to calm the killing intent within him through this monotonous activity.

Soon, the people around dispersed. An Inner Sect disciple that seemed to be at the Foundation Building Realm was not something they could afford to provoke.

Lin Yi stood in place, unmoving. After a while, he slowly stepped forward and asked softly, “Senior Brother Li, may I ask why you don’t raise this purple mink yourself.”

Li Yuan Qing did not respond but simply extended his hand towards the cage. The purple mink inside the cage, which was previously curled up, seemed startled and quickly ran to another corner of the cage, trembling slightly.

Feeling the killing intent coming from Li Yuan Qing’s body, it instantly dawned on Lin Yi that it was likely because this Senior Brother had killed too many monster beasts already. His overflowing aura of killing naturally caused terror in this young purple mink.

At this point, Li Yuan Qing withdrew his hand, calming his killing intent, while the little purple mink, in its fear, shifted its gaze on to Lin Yi. It seemed to see him as a savior and stretched its tiny claws outside of the cage, letting out small chirps.

“It seems to be attached to you, are you going to buy it?” Upon seeing this, Li Yuan Qing, whose expression altered slightly, asked.

“Senior Brother, I’m sorry. It’s too expensive. I currently need Spirit Stones for cultivation.” Lin Yi considered for a moment before finally deciding to give up. Compared to an uncertain bloodline awakening, the most important thing at this moment is to earn Spirit Stones and improve his cultivation.

He turned his head away, not looking at the purple mink anymore. He bowed to Li Yuan Qing and then left the stall.

The purple mink in the cage, upon seeing Lin Yi’s departing figure, became anxious. It banged against the cage frantically, squeaking beggingly. The little wooden cage was even bumped across the table.

Seeing the utter madness of the purple mink, Li Yuan Qing furrowed his eyebrows. He had long found this little guy irritating. Unfortunately, his master had made him take good care of it and he couldn’t kill it.

As for giving it to a female practitioner he was acquainted with as a pet, he, a man who killed monster beasts daily, didn’t have any female friends.

Watching Lin Yi walk away, Li Yuan Qing called out in a serious tone, “Wait a minute.”

Lin Yi heard the shout, turned his head, and noticed that it was Li Yuan Qing who was calling him. So, with a puzzled look, he went over and asked, “Senior Brother, I wonder what you need?”

“Ten Spirit Stones, and the Purple Mink is yours,” Li Yuan Qing pointed at a cage nearby and said. Keeping it was a burden to him, so he thought he might as well sell it today.

“Senior Brother, thank you for your kindness. I really want to take it home, but I don’t have any spare Spirit Stones, I’m truly sorry.” Lin Yi hesitated for a moment before refusing once again. With ten spirit stones, he could make dozens of talisman templates.

Watching the Purple Mink still bumping against the cage, Li Yuan Qing was quite fed up and eventually said, “You’re an Outer Sect Spirit Farmer, right? I’ll give you the Purple Mink first, just leave your name. When the Spirit Rice is harvested, pay the Spirit Stones then.”

Lin Yi thought for a moment. After the Spirit Rice harvest, he would indeed have some Spirit Stones coming in. He was about to agree when Li Yuan Qing, thinking that Lin Yi was still haggling over the price, frowned and said, “I’ll give you some discount when the time comes. Just take it.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother, then.” Lin Yi naturally would not refuse when things had come to this. It was like getting a Purple Mink for free temporarily. He cupped his fist in salute, then picked up the cage.

The Purple Mink, which had just been battering itself against the cage, suddenly calmed down, and then started jumping around happily.

“An untrainable fellow, take it away quickly.” Seeing this scene, Li Yuan Qing’s mouth twitched as he said coldly.

With this little creature, Lin Yi continued to wander around the market, but unfortunately, he didn’t encounter any other Outer Sect disciples selling talisman crafting tools.

He used a Swift Movement Talisman and ran to another market. Finally, after spending thirty Spirit Stones, he had enough materials to make over two hundred talisman templates.

Next, he planned to make new talisman templates at the Xun Fang Pavilion, with the intention of quickly upgrading the [Talisman Craftmanship Novice] title to gain a higher success rate and power.

Back home, Old Huang, the neighbor next to him, saw him carrying a little thing and asked curiously, “That looks like a mink, and it’s purple. That’s rare. Where did you get it from?”

“Bought it from the market. Its parents are Lightning Minks,” Lin Yi said with a smile.

Old Huang’s face showed surprise and he hurried over to take a closer look, “Lightning Mink? But, why isn’t there a white lightning mark on its forehead? I heard the purer the bloodline, the more intense the white color.”

Watching Old Huang approach, the Purple Mink kept extending its claws in an offensive gesture.

“Its bloodline has degraded. I heard it was abandoned by its parents in the deep mountains.” Lin Yi gently patted the cage, and the little Purple Mink instantly calmed down, becoming docile and obedient.

Old Huang shook his head with a smile, no curiosity left, “No wonder it’s for sale. Without the Lightning Mink’s bloodline, it’s pretty much like an ordinary mink. Just keep it as a plaything.”

Among the human race cultivators with spiritual roots, some have a chance to give birth to ordinary people without spiritual roots. Not to mention monster beasts, degradation of bloodline, becoming thin, is a common occurrence.

“Chirp chirp.” As if understanding the meaning of Old Huang’s words, the Purple Mink displayed a fierce look, its little paws kept clawing at the cage.

“Pfft, it’s pretty fierce.” Old Huang laughed, watching the Spirit Rice next to him gradually maturing, he said.

“Little Lin, the Spirit Rice is about to be harvested soon. Do you have any plans? The rice on your twenty acres is plump, you’re sure to have a good harvest. You’ll earn quite a few Spirit Stones.”

“Go to Xun Fang Pavilion first,” Lin Yi said jokingly.

“You lad, I regret recommending Xun Fang Pavilion to you now. You should just focus on your cultivation and strive for the fourth layer instead of always thinking about dual cultivation. It’s not the same for you as it is for me; I’m already a spent force.”

Old Huang said helplessly. Truly, once immersed in the world of flowers and moonlight, no more spirit stones could be retained.

“I’ll keep that in mind. I’m going home.” Lin Yi waved his hand and smiled, carrying the Purple Mink back home. He thought that the dual cultivation in Xun Fang Pavilion was a natural disguise for him, making people think that he had lost his ambition for materialistic things.

The effect of [Realm Concealment] also made it impossible for others to know his real level of cultivation.

According to his investigation, Zhang Yuan Cheng’s current cultivation level was around Qi Refining Seventh Layer to Eight Layer. Raising his own cultivation level by one or two layers would not make him wary.

Perhaps, due to the upgrade of his realm, Zhang Yuan Cheng would feel insecure, fearful of potential future revenge, and therefore attack first. Although he wouldn’t dare to kill Lin Yi directly, he could hire assassins.

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