Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 1382 - 18: Blood Rain Stone

The dark red stone has many specks on it, like a rain of blood falling.

"This kind of stone? Could it be Blood Rain Stone?"

Lin Feng was puzzled, thinking of a type of ore.

It is said that whenever a large-scale battle breaks out causing widespread devastation.

The heavens would shed tears of blood.

Drops of blood rain fall.

And stones soaked for a long time in the blood rain would become Blood Rain Stones.

Blood Rain Stone is an extremely precious material, capable of forging Divine Artifacts.

Moreover, Blood Rain Stone itself is a primary material for setting up Formations; many Formations can utilize Blood Rain Stone.

Of course, Lin Feng wasn’t entirely sure if this was Blood Rain Stone; after all, he had only heard about Blood Rain Stone and had never seen it.

"Boss, let me take a look at that stone." Lin Feng pointed at the Blood Rain Stone.

The boss looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, smiling as he handed the stone to Lin Feng, saying, "This stone is passed down from our ancestors, and if not for needing money, I wouldn’t be selling it!"

Lin Feng chuckled internally; these merchants are all characterized by saying one thing to people and another to ghosts.

Their sole purpose in doing this is to sell items as much as possible and sell them at a high price.

Lin Feng carefully examined the stone, finding that holding it gave an icy and piercing feeling, and it emitted a faint bloody smell. From its appearance to the touch of the stone to the smell it exuded, it matched the description of the Blood Rain Stone exactly; Lin Feng could essentially confirm that this stone was indeed Blood Rain Stone.

He said, "I’ll take this stone. What’s the price?"

"One silver coin!" the boss said.

Lin Feng tossed a gold coin to the boss, smiling and saying, "Today I’m in a good mood, consider it a gift!"

After receiving the gold coin, the boss still had a look of disbelief.

"Thank you, young master, thank you!" The boss, coming to his senses, thanked Lin Feng profusely.

Lin Feng smiled faintly; this boss didn’t recognize the goods, and perhaps in this world, few people do. Such a piece of Blood Rain Stone couldn’t be bought even with a mountain of gold.

Treasure hunting on street stalls is actually quite an interesting thing; if one can find a good treasure, it certainly provides a sense of fulfillment and excitement.

"Young master, would you be willing to part with the stone in your hand?" Suddenly, a soft voice came.

Lin Feng looked over and saw a dozen youths coming from the left street, with a woman in a purple long dress speaking. This woman’s figure was graceful, exuding a kind of gentle beauty, and her voice was soft and pleasing.

"Cultivators!" Lin Feng’s eyebrows slightly raised; these people had "Qi" inside them.

Although "Qi" was weak, it was clear they were cultivators.

Lin Feng said, "I’m sorry! This item is useful to me, so I can’t transfer it."

"I’m willing to offer a price hundred times more." The woman said.

Lin Feng shook his head, saying, "It’s truly difficult to part with."

Another woman said, "You are really blind! Chan’er, such a delicate beauty, wants to buy from you, yet you refuse. Faced with such a beauty, you must know to cherish her, understand?"

The speaker wore a fiery red dress, with a hot figure, and her lips were flaming red, her face extremely beautiful; though her words contained a hint of mockery towards the previous woman.

The woman referred to as Chan’er said, "Senior Sister Hong, you mustn’t say that, it’s too much honor for your junior sister."

Lin Feng wasn’t very interested in entangling with these people; he turned to leave.

...

"Uncle Zhang and the rest should have already returned..." Lin Feng thought while walking down the street.

He hadn’t gone with Zhang Danian and the others, and after they exchanged for grain, they should have returned.

Lin Feng didn’t stay either, heading outdoors.

Once he was over thirty li away from Nanzhang Town, in a mountain forest, Lin Feng was surrounded by Heavenly Slaughter Mercenary Group.

This was something Lin Feng had anticipated; these people wouldn’t give up easily.

"Boy! Bold enough to come out, huh? Now in this desolate wilderness, no one can save you," Wu Xing looked at Lin Feng with a sinister expression.

"Have you thought about how you want to die?" Li Gang was also in the crowd, looking venomously at Lin Feng.

He wished to tear Lin Feng into pieces to quench his hatred.

Lin Feng said, "This world is never short of self-righteous fools."

"Who are you calling a fool?" Wu Xing, Li Gang, and other mercenaries were infuriated and glared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sneered, "Do you really think you are my match? Let me tell you, in the marketplace, if it weren’t for Nan Zaitian’s appearance, you’d have been corpses already. You dare come before me seeking death, I don’t mind granting you that today."

"Hahaha..." Wu Xing, Li Gang, and hundreds of mercenaries began to laugh.

It was as if they heard the world’s funniest joke.

Wu Xing looked at Lin Feng with disdain, saying, "Boy, I’ve never seen someone like you, so reckless. Get him, chop this boy into mincemeat."

"Yes..."

Following the order, a dozen mercenaries drew their long knives and rushed at Lin Feng, each with a cruel smile.

These mercenaries were ruthless killers, and dismembering Lin Feng seemed like the simplest task to them.

These mercenaries were different from Li Gang’s regular subordinates; they were among the elite of the Heavenly Slaughter Mercenary Group, with outstanding skills.

But, even these elite mercenaries appeared weak as ants in Lin Feng’s eyes.

He stepped forward, swift like lightning.

Amidst the crowd, Lin Feng moved deftly, and with a punch, one mercenary was about to be smashed to death.

In a blink, all dozen skilled mercenaries were down on the ground, their chests collapsed, dead beyond doubt.

"I was idle, so a bit of exercise, stretching my muscles with you, seems fine," Lin Feng’s mouth curled into a cold, sinister smile after swiftly killing the mercenaries.

Seeing this, Wu Xing’s face turned grim; Lin Feng’s strength was beyond his expectation.

Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster wouldn’t easily kill a dozen elite mercenaries wielding weapons.

Yet Lin Feng did.

This gave Wu Xing an ominous feeling in his heart.

However, considering the mercenary group’s large numbers and their lethal crossbows, his discomfort vanished.

"Shoot this boy to death," Wu Xing waved his hand.

The remaining mercenaries took out crossbows and loaded them with arrows upon receiving the order.

Whizz, whizz, whizz...

A rain of arrows shot toward Lin Feng.

"Let’s see how you die," Wu Xing’s face revealed a sinister expression.