Chapter 9: The Foggy Marsh! (Part 2)

  His pricing is determined by the difficulty of making it himself, after a month of practice, he finally learned to engrave this "Lian Guang Fu", the difficulty is four or five times that of "Yue Zhong Fu", and only charging thirty taels is not expensive.

  And also from Xiao Hui, I learned that such a talisman is specially used by martial artists to catch monsters, many martial artists like it, and selling it for thirty taels is completely because of Hong Cheng's face.

  "Hmm!" Hong Cheng agreed in one breath, smiling and saying: "I know this talisman must be expensive. If a warrior has this talisman, they can track down a demon and kill it directly! You know, the corpse of a demon is very valuable, it can sell for several hundred taels. Especially the demon's inner elixir, it's said that ordinary people who eat it will become as strong as an ox and directly become a high-level warrior!"

  "Hmm." Tang Lin nodded.

  "Wait a moment, I'll go get some more silver." Hong Cheng was about to turn around and leave when suddenly three or four figures appeared at the door. The first one was a woman in a red dress as soft as silk, with a slender figure, fair skin, and an enchanting smile on her face that could captivate cities.

  By her side was a burly and robust big man, a handsome young man, and a wise and steady middle-aged man.

  "Boss." Hong Cheng saw the red-dressed woman and immediately showed respect.

  Tang Lin was shocked and looked away, this red skirted woman seemed to be only in her early twenties, so young, yet she was the leader of the Red Carp Society?

  "Where did this kid come from." The burly man beside the woman in red skirt frowned and shouted, "You little brat, get out first, we have something to discuss."

  Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  Hong Cheng didn't wait for him to speak, and immediately shouted angrily: "Zhao Wu, quickly apologize to Young Master Tang Lin! Do you know who he is? The talismans of our sect were all sold to us by Young Master Tang Lin. How dare you be rude!"

  His attitude was not so supportive of Tang Lin, after all, the strong man in front of him was also a powerful general in the gang, but when he saw the "Lian Guang Fu" given by Tang Lin earlier, his view of Tang Lin changed greatly.

  One day, he took out twenty talismans, which is not something an ordinary demon-trapper can do. It's clear that Tang Lin's master is not a low-level demon-trapper! And Tang Lin has earned his master's favor, every time able to take out the talismans for sale. How could someone like this be offended?

  "Oh?" The red-skirted woman's cheeks showed a hint of surprise, her moon-like eyes sizing up Tang Lin up and down. She walked elegantly to Tang Lin's front and said softly: "I've always wanted to see the real you, didn't expect that today I'd take one look and indeed you're handsome, in the future when you grow up, you'll definitely be exceptionally handsome."

  Tang Lin remained calm and said, "The leader is overpraising me."

  The lady in the red skirt smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Hong Xue. If you're interested, I'd like to invite you to be our sect's guest elder. You'll receive a free stipend every month. Would you like that?"

  "What a clever woman!" Tang Lin thought to himself, she had just met him and already invited him to be her guest, but the one she wanted to invite was not him, but rather his non-existent master behind him.

  "I still want to follow Master to learn, and I don't want to join any forces for the time being." Tang Lin shook his head and said honestly.

  The woman in the red skirt flashed a hint of sharpness in her eyes, smiled sweetly and said: "It's alright, from now on you sell the talismans to our organization at a price one tenth higher than the market price, what do you think?"

  "Do you want to pull a favor?" Tang Lin frowned secretly, having read books since childhood made his thinking extremely clever. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like dealing with smart people. Shaking his head, he said: "No need, whatever price is on the market, we'll use that price. My master doesn't like to owe favors."

  The woman in red skirt looked at Tang Lin deeply, then smiled and said: "Then I'll listen to you."

  Tang Lin turned to Hong Cheng beside him and said, "Brother Hong Cheng, can you help me get the silver quickly? I'm going back too late, Master will scold me."

  Hong Cheng came back to his senses, hastily nodded and said: "You wait a moment." He then prepared to go out.

  The burly man raised his head, looking down at Tang Lian with a smirk on his face: "Little kid, you look so weak and feeble. Are you a student from some book academy? You've already become the apprentice of the Demon-Subduing Master, why bother reading those useless books? Why not just focus on being a Demon-Subduing Master, wouldn't that be more promising?"

  Tang Lin furrowed his brow, he hated it when others looked down on scholars. Although in this empire, the future prospects of martial artists far surpassed those of scholars, but since childhood under the teachings of his father and the academy, he knew that martial arts were hard to come by, but a once-in-a-lifetime genius was even harder to find.

  He dislikes anyone insulting wisdom.

  "Who says that reading books will not bring success?" Tang Lin's face turned cold, and he looked up at the robust man with a stern gaze. "In our Cang Xue dynasty, the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles were all conquered by martial generals. Martial artists can conquer countries, but without a wise and enlightened ruler, how could we have today's prosperity?"

  The strong Han was stunned for a moment, and then impatiently said: "You mean to say that Wu Sheng is not as good as you scholars?"

  "I just want to say that some bookworms are much stronger than martial artists!" Tang Lin said calmly.

  "Is it?" The strong man scowled, "I'd like to see where you bookworms are stronger!"

  Tang Lin sneered and said proudly, "Have you heard of the 'Book of History'? Do you know that learning and practicing at the right time, reviewing the old to know the new is such a simple principle?"

  "What's the point of reading these useless things?" The strong man frowned, looking impatient.

  "Shut up." Hong Xue shouted, her bright eyes darting towards the burly man, "Although you are a high-ranking martial artist, you must not insult scholars!"

  Zhuang Han saw her and immediately lost his arrogance, responding in a humble tone.

  Tang Lin's anger was hard to quell, and he coldly laughed: "Since you look down on scholars, I'll see what skills you have. You can't beat me in literature, so let's compete in martial arts!"

  "A martial duel?" Hong Xue and several others were shocked.

  "Do you want to have a martial arts competition with him?" Hong Xue couldn't help but look at Tang Lin.

  "What?" Tang Lin looked at her coldly. "You don't need to intervene, I'll let him know how formidable a scholar can be!"

  Hong Xue stared at him in shock.

  Others didn't know the strength of this burly man, but she did. Although he was a bit rough and impulsive, when it came to fighting, he was extremely fierce, always charging into the front lines, with great prestige in the gang.

  Tang Lin...

  An eleven or twelve year old child, not to mention being the apprentice of a monster trainer and also a scholar, even if he has been practicing martial arts with all his heart since he was six years old, now may not have much ability at all. After all, his body is still too tender and has not fully developed, and in terms of combat experience, it's completely incomparable!

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