Chapter 10: The White-Tailed Thousand-Scale Python! Second Update

  Tang Lin turned his head to look over and saw a burly man squeezing out of the crowd, his face flushed with excitement, and he looked somewhat familiar.

  "Brother, is that you? Do you remember me?" The sturdy man looked at Tang Lin with surprise and delight, saying: "That day when you hunted down the Purple-maned Lion, you saved my sister and me."

  Tang Lin suddenly came over and said, "So it's you."

  "Ah!" Wu Ren nodded happily.

  "Do you know him?" The young man next to Wu Ren looked at him.

  "Deputy General." Wu Ren's expression was respectful, and he continued: "That day, my sister and I invited a few people to go hunting, but we accidentally entered the territory of the Purple-Maned Lion. We almost lost our lives, but fortunately, this kind sir helped us, killing the Purple-Maned Lion and saving us."

  The young man's expression was shocked, "How is it possible, did he really kill the Purple-maned Lion?"

  "A thousand truths, ten thousand certainties." Wu Ren looked at Tang Lin with reverence and said: "Although the benefactor is young, he is a martial artist. What I saw with my own eyes that day will not be false."

  Warrior!

  Everyone around looked at Tang Lin with a completely different gaze. A martial artist, no matter where he was, was always respected by everyone.

  "Warrior Lord." The young man was dazed for half a moment before suddenly waking up, hastily cupping his hands and saying: "Zhang Qing pays respects to Warrior Lord."

  Tang Lin waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite."

  Zhang Qing raised his head and looked at Tang Lin with reverence, saying: "Martial arts master, could it be that you are Xie Jianfeng of the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall in Longxiang City?"

  Tang Lin shook his head, "I am a person of Pure Yang Martial Hall."

  "Pure Yang Martial Hall?" Zhang Qing was puzzled, but didn't dare to ask more. Although he had never heard of this martial hall before, he firmly remembered it in his heart. In the future, when he met someone from this martial hall, he must not offend them.

  The people around heard Tang Lin's words and secretly remembered this name in their hearts.

  Zhang Qing hesitated for a moment before turning to Tang Lin and saying, "Tang Lin, although we have just met, I have an impolite request that I hope you can agree to."

  "Huh?" Tang Lin looked at him.

  "It's like this." Zhang Qing hastily said: "Our Dragon and Tiger Team is preparing to hunt one of the four major lords, the Thousand Scales White Tail Python. We hope to invite you to participate together, to eliminate the evil for the people. If we fail, we will give 200 taels of silver as compensation. If we succeed in hunting it down, there will be 500 taels as a thank-you gift."

  "Qian Lin White Tail Python?" Tang Lin's heart skipped a beat.

  "Ah Gong." Wu Ren's expression was agitated, and he looked at Tang Lin with anticipation.

  The people around heard it and responded with applause.

  "The Dragon and Tiger Troupe is really bold, actually wanting to hunt down the White-tailed Thousand-scaled Python."

  "It's indeed a great adventure party, but this Thousand Scales White Tail Python is too difficult to hunt, it might even lead to a party wipe."

  "If we can really kill it, it would be a great benefit, and the villagers nearby won't have to worry anymore. When everyone goes out hunting, they will feel much more at ease."

  Listening to the words around him, Tang Lin seemed to be deep in thought.

  "Qian Lin Bai Wei Mang?" Tang Lin thought to himself: "I came here to train, precisely to find powerful monsters. Now that the thousand-year-old tree demon hasn't been found, let's start with these four major masters first."

  He made up his mind and looked up at Zhang Qing: "Silver is not needed, but after the hunt, I want to leisurely choose three materials."

  "Three?" Zhang Qing hesitated.

  They are not afraid of casualties, and venture to hunt the White-tailed Python, just for its precious materials. Some of the materials on these monsters can be made into medicine, sold to the nobles at a great profit.

  "Warrior Lord." Zhang Qing's expression was difficult, and he said: "As for the materials, it's fine to want them, but this Thousand Scales White Tail Python's gallbladder, I hope you can leave it to us. Someone has already made arrangements for it internally."

  "Snake gall?" Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't say more, saying only: "Alright."

  "Really?" Zhang Qing was overjoyed.

  Everyone around shook their heads.

  Everyone knows that the most precious material on the body of the White-tailed Python is its snake gall, which when swallowed, greatly increases one's strength and makes them immune to all poisons, making it a treasured treasure.

  "When you want to go hunting, call me again." Tang Lin waved his hand and turned around to walk out of the store.

  Zhang Qing's emotions were surging, he hadn't expected to actually hire a martial artist. This way, the current operation was almost completely risk-free, and Tang Lin didn't even force him to hand over the snake gallbladder, it was essentially a free bodyguard.

  "Deputy captain, isn't this unfair?" Wu Ren couldn't help but say, "The person you invited is only slightly more experienced in battle, and is still just a martial artist. How can they be compared to the great Martial Master? Yet you're saving the snake gall for that person."

  Zhang Qing glanced at him and sighed, "That person has been lurking here for over a decade, with rich experience. Sometimes experience is more important than actual strength. This young man may be a martial artist, but he's still young and lacks battle experience. The strength he can muster in the heat of the moment may not be on par with that of a true martial artist. Moreover, our team leader has already promised that person, and we cannot afford to lose credibility for the Dragon Tiger Team."

  Wu Ren furrowed his brow and could only remain silent.

  What's your combat experience?

  He recalled Tang Lin's battle with the Purple Lion, that calm and composed demeanor, those fierce and powerful fists, and thought to himself: "Deputy Captain, perhaps you will regret this later."

  ……

  Walking on the main street, Tang Lin arrived at the busiest street of the post station, looking for an unmanned stall, opening his package and using it as a ground mat, with various materials displayed on top.

  Many people hurriedly walked past on the street, but when they saw Tang Lin's stall, they all stopped in their tracks and gathered around.

  Magnificent!

  The things on display here are enough to drive everyone wild with excitement.

  "It's a good thing that there is a Blood Horned Tiger's horn. If it were used to forge weapons, killing fierce beasts would be as easy as chopping vegetables."

  "Heavens, and the scales of the Azure Winged Snake!"

  "Look quickly, what is it? It seems like alligator skin."

  The people around were discussing and watching Tang Lin's stall, wishing they could rush up and rob it. The materials on display here far surpassed those of the other stalls. The parts from the demon beasts were common, but high-grade materials like those from fierce beasts were rarely seen.

  Some people with rich hunting experience have seen many monsters, and when they see these materials, they immediately recognize that at least a dozen or so materials are taken from the bodies of monsters.

  Originally scattered all over the street, they suddenly swarmed in and surrounded the stalls, making it impossible to get through.

  "Little brother, did you hunt all of these yourself?" someone asked Tang Lin.

  "What's this red horn for sale, what kind of monster is it from?"

  "Little brother, which adventure party are you from?"

  Most people became even more curious about his identity and strength after seeing Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin didn't pay attention and only responded when others asked about the prices of things. Gradually, those people just quietly bought things without asking more questions.

  However, Tang Lin's attitude still made many people certain that he must have a powerful force backing him up. Otherwise, with just one person's power, it would be impossible to hunt and kill so many demonic creatures, unless he was a legendary warrior!

  After several hours, almost everyone in the post station knew that there was a stall selling many materials from the bodies of monsters.

  A large number of people came over to buy, including members of the Red Carp Society that Tang Lin knew.

  In half a day's time, all the materials on Tang Lin's stall were looted clean, and his waist pack also had over a thousand taels of silver.

  "These are all materials from the monster's body, and those who can afford to buy them are rich people. It seems that martial artists make money quickly." Tang Lin carelessly discarded the package stained with blood and mud, and directly entered a tavern, ordering several pounds of braised pork and a few braised pig trotters to treat himself.

  "Take a rest for one day." Tang Lin rented a room in the tavern.

  Black night, no stars in the sky.

  Tang Lin lay in bed, thinking of his father and older brother, and gradually fell asleep. The next morning, after waking up and having breakfast, he went to the tailor's shop.

  "Boss." Tang Lin walked in and saw the middle-aged man behind the counter.

  "Ah, Lord Wu." The boss saw Tang Lin and, having learned his identity yesterday, felt a sense of reverence in his heart. He had originally planned to swindle more lion skin, but thinking that the other was a martial artist, he couldn't muster up the courage. Smiling, he said: "You're here for your clothes? They've already been made for you."

  He turned around from behind the counter and took out two sets of purple samurai costumes.

  Exquisite martial attire, purple mane exuding noble temperament, long-sleeved top, pants perfectly matching Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin stroked upwards, and the mane was soft, warm, and full of comfortable elasticity.

  Tang Lin directly came to the store, took off the tattered rough leather on his body, and put on a purple-haired martial suit. His whole body was full of vigor and vitality, plus a head of flowing black shiny long hair, looking elegant and noble.

  "Ah, sir." Wu Ren walked in from outside the door and saw Tang Lin. He was taken aback for a moment, then put on his clean purple warrior uniform, and combed his hair which he had washed after returning home, making Tang Lin look full of grandeur. With the gentle air of having studied since childhood, it made people's eyes light up at once.

  "Huh?" Tang Lin looked at Wu Ren and said: "Are you preparing to go hunting?"

  Wu Ren came back to his senses and respectfully said: "Yes, our deputy commander asked me to invite you."

  "Let's go." Tang Lin packed up another set of purple clothes, put Xiao Hui and the bundle together, and slung them over his shoulder.

  Wu Ren took a glance at Xiao Hui, somewhat surprised, but didn't ask any further questions and hastily led the way forward.

  ……

  Post station entrance.

  Zhang Qing wore exquisite armor, holding a fine steel broadsword, standing in the crowd, with an air of majesty and a hint of coldness.

  Beside him stood a robust middle-aged man with a steady gaze, rough features and a dragon emblem embroidered on his chest, revealing his identity - the leader of the Dragon Tiger Squad!

  Around them stood a dozen or so men and women, mostly young people, but also several elderly ones. From the sparkling eyes, it could be seen that they were experienced hunters.

  "Commander Long, are we waiting for someone?" A discontented voice rose, the speaker was a lean middle-aged man, carrying a black cow horn bow on his back, with a sinister knife scar on his face and a hint of impatience between his eyebrows.

  ……

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