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Lin Chuan rolled his eyes. "You're the only Soul Master here. If you don't go first, am I supposed to? Don't worry, I'll be here to help you soon."
Without giving the middle-aged Soul Master a chance to react, Lin Chuan turned and ran towards another hundred-year-old Netherworld Wolf.
Similar to what he had sensed before, this Netherworld Wolf had a cultivation level of around six hundred years. It might not be a match for an ordinary Great Soul Master, but it wouldn't be a problem for Lin Chuan.
"Ouch——"
The Nether Wolf howled and pounced like a gust of wind.
Lin Chuan drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and a yellow spirit ring suddenly lit up behind him.
"Explosive Arrow!"
The arrow pierced the air and whistled as it arrived.
Rumble!
As expected, the attack hit its mark, immediately causing a violent explosion. The shockwave knocked over the nearby weeds, and the flames engulfed several ghost wolves.
"What an amazing soul skill!"
The sudden commotion instantly attracted everyone's attention, and even the pack of ghost wolves briefly stopped, their eyes revealing a human-like fear.
As the flames subsided, the six-hundred-year-old Netherwolf was seen lying on the ground in a sorry state.
It was whimpering softly, its wolf fur had been burned off, and it looked extremely disheveled.
"die!"
Lin Chuan fired another arrow, piercing straight through the skull.
A deep yellow spirit ring slowly appeared.
The battle ended in the blink of an eye, before anyone around could even react.
"What are you all standing there for? The crisis isn't over yet!"
Lin Chuan did not stop. He drew another arrow and aimed it at the hundred-year-old Netherworld Wolf that was surrounded. The three Great Soul Masters instantly came to their senses and immediately attacked with all their might.
Soon, this century-old ghost wolf also turned into a corpse.
"It's your turn next!"
Lin Chuan looked at the alpha wolf.
Seeing its underlings killed in such a short time, the thousand-year-old Nether Wolf dared not linger any longer. It roared and turned to flee without hesitation.
The remaining Nether Wolves, summoned, also began to flee.
"It's too late to run now!"
Lin Chuan snorted coldly and drew the bowstring again.
"Explosive Arrow!"
The arrow pierced the air and landed precisely not far from the Thousand-Year Nether Wolf, causing another violent explosion. Flames swept across the sky, and the impact sent the wolf flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
"die!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Chuan fired another arrow.
The arrow pierced the Netherwolf's throat and emerged from the other end. The thousand-year-old Netherwolf let out a howl and collapsed into a pool of blood.
"Ow ooh..."
Seeing this, the other Netherwolves, no longer restrained by the Thousand-Year Netherwolf King, all tucked their tails between their legs and ran away without looking back, disappearing into the wilderness.
Only corpses remained, telling the story of the battle that had taken place here.
"We won...we won..."
"we won!"
The mercenaries gradually recovered from their daze, their eyes filled with disbelief, and they looked up to the sky, letting out wild joy and shouts of relief at surviving the ordeal.
They survived!
Even the middle-aged Soul Master was exhausted and collapsed to the ground, his body covered in wounds. The large and small wounds made him wince in pain, but he was filled with relief.
It's truly incredible that they survived the jaws of a thousand-year-old pack of ghost wolves.
"Phew...it's finally over!"
Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the black short bow in his hand turned into a blue light spot and disappeared.
Although there were some unexpected events along the way, at least in the end they were safe and sound, successfully killing the Thousand-Year Nether Wolf King and repelling the Nether Wolf pack.
"Soul Master Lin, thank you so much for your help this time. If it weren't for you, we would probably have perished in the jaws of wolves!"
The caravan leader stepped forward slowly, his words filled with excitement.
Entrusting Lin Chuan with the escort mission was undoubtedly the wisest decision.
"No need to be polite. I'm just doing this for myself. If you die, I won't be able to survive the Netherworld Wolf pack alone."
"Master Lin is too kind."
"I will never forget your great kindness. If you don't mind, please accept these ten gold soul coins. It is just a small token of our appreciation from the caravan."
As he spoke, the caravan leader pulled a money pouch out of his pocket.
Lin Chuan's eyes lit up immediately.
Although he said that, he was indeed short of money. The agreed-upon reward was only five silver soul coins, which was already a considerable sum, but it was still far from enough.
One gold soul coin can be exchanged for ten silver soul coins, or for ten thousand bronze soul coins.
Five silver soul coins were a long way from the registration fee for the Grand Soul Arena, but now, it's been achieved in no time.
"In that case, I will not refuse it!"
Lin Chuan naturally wouldn't refuse and reached out to take the money bag.
"That's great!"
Seeing that Lin Chuan did not refuse, the caravan leader's smile became even brighter. He was genuinely grateful to Lin Chuan for saving his life, and at the same time, he also had the idea of getting along well with him.
The first spirit ring is a hundred years old, and it can even kill thousand-year-old spirit beasts.
Simply unheard of!
In the minds of the caravan and mercenaries, Lin Chuan was already regarded as a genius from a powerful force who had come out to gain experience. If they could establish a connection with him, they would naturally benefit greatly.
"By the way, the materials from that thousand-year-old Netherwolf and the six-hundred-year-old Netherwolf should also belong to me, right?"
Lin Chuan suddenly thought of something and pointed to the corpse not far away, asking a question.
The caravan leader nodded quickly, almost without hesitation, "Of course, since you killed them all, they naturally belong to you. However, this is a small matter, so there's no need for you to do it personally. If you trust me, why not sell them to the caravan? I'll definitely give you a satisfactory price."
"That'll be troublesome!"
"No trouble at all, Soul Master Lin, you've worked hard, please go and rest for a while!"
Lin Chuan nodded. It was rare for someone to be willing to do it for him, so he was naturally happy to have some free time.
Because of the previous battle, no one dared to step forward and disturb them. Under the command of the caravan leader, everyone began to clean up the battlefield.
Although the pack of ghost wolves was successfully repelled, the caravan suffered heavy losses.
Several horses were eaten by the ghost wolves, and the goods loaded on the carts were scattered all over the ground.
Besides the property loss, many people also died. Among them, a Great Soul Master and a Soul Master died tragically, and another Great Soul Master lost an arm. The remaining Soul Masters were left with wounds of various sizes. As for the caravan members, more than ten people unfortunately died.
Everyone felt utterly exhausted, a faint gloom hanging over their hearts.
As night fell, the group, having fought fiercely against the pack of ghost wolves, leaned against the carriage and fell into a deep sleep.
Smelling the lingering smell of rust in the air, Lin Chuan sat on the grass, looked up at the star-studded night sky, and couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy.
The law of the jungle prevails, and danger lurks everywhere.
This may be the true world of Soul Masters.
For ordinary people, it doesn't seem as exciting as they imagined!
Chapter 19 Sword City Grand Arena, Jax
As the first rays of sunlight rose over the mountaintop, the caravan prepared to set off again.
Even if they have just experienced a calamity and their familiar friends may have died, the survivors either remember or mourn, but still move forward with great strides.
That's life!
Perhaps things will turn around after the worst.
The rest of the journey was without further danger.
They did encounter some soul beasts along the way, but they were all very weak and were driven away with little effort.
After a long journey of more than half a month, a huge city gradually came into view.
That is our destination, Sword City!