That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Chapter 122 Exchange

The main ingredients of the Refining Void Pill are relatively expensive in terms of actual price. However, since Fang Yuan is planning to exchange them for the main ingredients of three Transformation Spirit Pills, although it seems like he is losing out slightly on the surface, it is actually not too bad.

First of all, the Time Sand that Lin Zhifeng and his group dug up was very large. If they had all the other materials, Lin Zhifeng could even mass-produce Refining Pills.

So it's not a big deal to share some of it.

Moreover, if Fang Yuan could truly produce the three main ingredients for the Nascent Soul Pill, it would save them a lot of trouble. The mission of gathering all the raw materials for the Nascent Soul Pill during this trip to the Eternal Night Forest would greatly increase the likelihood of success.

Not to mention his relationship with his uncle, Storm, he has to give the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect some face, right?

After a moment's thought, Lin Zhifeng decided to agree to Fang Yuan's request and exchange some of the Time Sand for him.

They were gathered together, about to make a transaction, when Ding Mo, who happened to be passing by, noticed Lin Zhifeng and his group confronting an outer sect cultivator with a Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. Worried that Lin Zhifeng and his companions might be bullied because of their lower cultivation level, he stopped his hurried search for medicinal herbs and went over to see what was happening between them.

Ding Mo had a powerful aura, especially since he deliberately didn't conceal his presence.

Lin Zhifeng and the others, along with Fang Yuan, immediately spotted him.

The disciples of the Sword Sect bowed and greeted him, and Fang Yuan also cupped his hands in greeting.

Ding Mo and Fang Yuan had met before at a competition between sects, where they represented their respective sects as Nascent Soul stage disciples.

However, because the two families had a bad relationship in the past, they simply ignored each other.

Lin Zhifeng only knew that this person was from the Divine Sword Sect, and didn't even care what his name was.

However, Fang Yuan knew Ding Mo.

That's perfectly normal!

Who doesn't know who's number one?

No matter how many disciples participate, there can only be one first place. Besides, this person was first place when representing the Nascent Soul stage in the competition before.

Since Fang Yuan recognized Ding Mo's identity, how could he not guess his intentions?

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Fang Yuan took the initiative to confess: "Brother Ding, I am Fang Yuan from the Divine Sword Sect. I am currently making a deal with a junior disciple of your sect!"

Ding Mo nodded and said, "So it's Brother Fang, nice to meet you!"

After saying that, he stopped exchanging pleasantries with Fang Yuan and only looked at Lin Zhifeng.

Lin Zhifeng knew that Ding Mo was asking if they had been bullied, and whether it meant forced buying or selling.

He hurriedly said, "Uncle Ding, Senior Fang Yuan wants to exchange the main ingredient of the Three-Flavor Divine Transformation Pill with us for some of the main ingredient of the Void Refining Pill—Time Sand. We have already agreed, and we are now in the process of inspecting the goods."

Ding Mo nodded upon hearing this, but did not leave. His stance was that he wanted to stand up for the younger generation of the Sword Sect. If you want to make a deal, then do it properly. Trying to cheat or deceive the children is not allowed.

Fang Yuan guessed his intention, chuckled awkwardly, and said, "Let's hurry up and make the deal. Time is of the essence; we still need to find the remaining herbs!"

Lin Zhifeng said, "That's right. Let's make the deal quickly."

Lin Zhifeng took out the large piece of Time Sand ore again, cut off a piece with the Crane Cry Sword, and put it back into the system's inventory.

Fang Yuan also took out his "Crystal Grass", "Wisdom Fruit" and "Concentration Grass" and handed them over to Lin Zhifeng and the others for inspection.

Lin Jun and the others didn't really understand it, and even Lin Zhifeng only knew the general idea and couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood.

Fortunately, he had the Treasure-Seeking Mouse, which whispered to Lin Zhifeng with just a twitch of its nose, "These three plants are all real."

A Nascent Soul cultivator nearby, with very sharp ears, laughed upon hearing this, "Of course it's true. I can't possibly bully a child, can I?"

Lin Zhifeng handed the Time Sand to Fang Yuan, smiling as he said, "Of course, we trust the character of the people from the Divine Sword Sect."

The transaction was complete, and Fang Yuan was no longer in the way, since there was still a "guardian" watching over things.

He casually bowed to everyone in farewell, then drew his spirit sword and flew away with a "whoosh".

Ding Mo watched the entire transaction, and he was actually somewhat tempted by the Time Sand. After all, he needed the Refining Void Pill too!

However, his personality prevented him from directly asking for it like Fang Yuan did. Therefore, he only hesitated for a moment before nodding to Lin Zhifeng and the others, then turning to leave.

Lin Zhifeng is such a shrewd person, how could he not know what Ding Mo was thinking?

He had so many raw materials; he would be happy to share some with Ding Mo.

Putting aside the fact that he and Ding Mo developed a good understanding and relationship while on missions together, as a backer, he should also provide support, right?

Lin Zhifeng said, "Uncle-Master, time is limited right now, and we are busy looking for treasures. If you haven't found the Time Sand by the time you return to the sect, please send me a message and I will send you a piece."

Ding Mo couldn't help but smile upon hearing this, but he simply said "Okay" and then rode away on his sword.

After seeing off the two Nascent Soul stage experts, the brothers all breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially since Ding Mo had once been their teacher and taught them swordsmanship. Upon seeing him, they couldn't help but straighten their backs, adopt a respectful expression, and stand obediently, not daring to act rashly.

Now I can finally relax.

Lin Zhifeng said seriously, "Everyone, in less than an hour, Fang Yuan has already found at least three kinds of spiritual herbs. With so many of us, if we don't hurry, we'll probably waste a lot of our quota."

These unreliable guys have been following the main force ever since they came in, and only now do I feel a little sense of crisis.

Jinzi muttered to himself, "But we only have one treasure-hunting rat. There's no use in being anxious. If you want to increase the speed, the treasure-hunting rat has to put in more effort. We useless rats can only contribute our stamina."

After saying that, he secretly stuck out his tongue.

Lin Zhifeng was speechless at his childish behavior.

Lin Zhifeng was about to discuss with the treasure-hunting rat how to increase the speed of treasure hunting, since there were only twelve hours in a day and night.

There are eleven hours left. There are twenty-four of them, and their goal is to find two hundred and forty plants.

We've found three things now, but at this rate, we won't even be able to complete half of the goal.

"If all else fails, let half of the people go out and collect whatever they want. It's better than going empty-handed," Lin Zhifeng suggested to the treasure-hunting rat.

After finishing, he didn't forget to explain to his brothers, "Even those who are separated will have the Nascent Soul Pill in the future. This promise was made before, and it definitely won't change."

Lin Jun and the others said, "That's great, we'll all follow your instructions. We'll do whatever you tell us to do."

They were chatting animatedly when the treasure-hunting mouse suddenly spoke up: "Why didn't you say there was a time limit earlier? In that case, I'll have to work harder from now on!"

After saying that, the treasure-hunting rat leaped off Lin Zhifeng's shoulder and disappeared in the blink of an eye.