Battling Records of the Chosen One

35. Ambush at the Entrance of the Village

The earth was shaking. A drove of people and horses was galloping under the blue sky, blowing a huge cloud of dust.

In the front were two scaled-horses, and Lian Rufeng was riding on one of them. Next to him was a slim old man with a goatee beard.

The old man was haughty, and his finery was clearly too costly for any poor villagers.

They were followed by a dozen of guardians. Some were from Feiyun, and the rest were the subordinates of the old man.

"Elder Wu, we will arrive at Feiyun in about two hours."

Lian Rufeng said with a flattering smile.

Elder Wu's name was Wu Henshui, a great deacon of the Wu's Herbs Store in Green-sun Tribe. He was very strong, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Martial Realm, "Da Zhoutian" (Big Circulation).

He was a famous businessman and a big shot even in Green-sun Tribe.

All these years, Lian Rufeng had been doing business with Wu's Herbs Store.

And thanks to Wu Henshui, Lian Rufeng had been able to send his son, Lian Fei, to study in Donglin Town.

To him, Wu Henshui was so capable that he couldn't stand to disrespect.

Wu Henshui nodded lightly, and asked abruptly, "Have you heard of the blood marrow grit?"

Lian Rufeng froze a bit, "Is it some kind of herb?"

The question revealed his ignorance. Wu Henshui gave him a scornful glance, and shook his head. This poor man from the remote and backwards village was indeed vulgar and ignorant.

As vulgar as Lian Rufeng, he knew he had made a fool of himself. So he asked again, "Why do you mention it, Elder Wu?"

Wu Henshui thought for a second and told him, "You may as well know the truth. It is said there is an abandoned Feiyun Fire-Copper lode around your village."

Lian Rufeng nodded his head, "It is true."

Wu Henshui continued, "Do you know that the red blood bats will inevitably be attracted to nesting at any place with the Feiyun Fire-Copper?"

Lian Rufeng nodded repeatedly, "Elder Wu, you really know everything. If you didn't mention it, I almost forgot. There are red blood bats in that abandoned mine tunnel, so it has been regarded as a forbidden area. We are all afraid of dangers if we dare to intrude."

Wu Henshui smoothed his goatee beard, feeling contended, "It is a total coincidence. I happened to read an old book a while ago. It was written that where there were red blood bats, there was blood marrow grit. Blood marrow grit is a valuable spiritual ingredient. A grain of it is worth ten copper coins."

Lian Rufeng continued to curry favor with him, "Elder Wu, you really have sharp eyes. You are much clever than us. But what does the blood marrow grit do?"

Wu Henshui enjoyed the Lian's flattery, so he did not mind to tell more, "The blood marrow grit is very precious. It can refine one's blood marrow, and improve one's physique. With its facilitation, you chance to rise to the fifth level of the Martial Realm will be up by 20%."

Lian Rufeng was shocked, "Is it really so magical?"

He had been stuck at the fourth level of the Martial Realm and couldn't find the way to level up for years. The fundamental reason was that he was unable to polish his blood marrow as white as snow!

No wonder he was stunned when he found out the use of the blood marrow grit.

Wu Henshui looked at Lian Rufeng and said in a playful tone of voice, "So little do you know."