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Although those three five-colored eighth-tier pills were indeed precious, in exchange for the massive pile of medicinal ingredients before him—enough to form a small mountain—Lin Feng had absolutely made a huge profit.
After all, these herbs were the accumulated harvest of the entire Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range over nearly a thousand years. Aside from the portion that Xiong Zhan had already consumed, almost everything else had been stored here.
Among these herbs alone, there were over a hundred varieties that could serve as the main ingredients for eighth-grade, three-colored or higher pills. As for the lower-grade medicinal ingredients, they were countless.
Trading just three five-colored eighth-tier pills for this mountain of rare herbs—Lin Feng had definitely come out on top.
"Lin Feng, I helped you out too! I want some pills!"
Seeing Xiong Zhan flee the scene, Zi Yan had no choice but to turn her attention toward Lin Feng instead. With a graceful leap, her curvy figure landed right into his arms.
"Alright, alright, you'll get your pills," Lin Feng said helplessly, staring down at the young girl whose body had already developed quite attractively.
This little troublemaker kept teasing him like this—he really needed to summon his two wives here soon. Otherwise, he'd never get any sleep tonight!
As he spoke, Lin Feng waved his hand, drawing out over a dozen jade bottles from his storage ring. These pills were all part of his earnings from selling puppets earlier, and he had specifically saved a portion for Zi Yan.
"Wow, these are the good stuff!" Zi Yan's violet eyes lit up instantly, brimming with excitement.
Before Lin Feng could even react, her figure suddenly vanished from his embrace—only to reappear a moment later, clutching all those jade bottles tightly in her arms.
Hovering midair, she happily admired the collection of over a dozen bottles. Although the pills were sealed inside the jade containers, it made little difference to her—she could clearly sense the rich medicinal energy emanating from within.
Seeing that Zi Yan finally settled down after getting her share, Lin Feng shifted his gaze back toward the dazzling pile of herbs before him.
However, recalling that the other women still had their own tasks to complete, he closed his eyes and began to establish contact with one of his avatars.
His clone, along with the four women, was currently at the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range—not too far from where he was.
After a few moments of focus, Lin Feng successfully linked with his clone and quickly explained the situation, instructing him to bring the others over.
Once that was done, Lin Feng turned his full attention back to the herbs and began sorting through them carefully.
Meanwhile, at the outer edge of the Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range, a large crowd of contestants had already gathered.
Colorful tents of various shapes and sizes dotted the hillside in a messy array, and waves of noisy chatter spread through the air, echoing up into the sky.
These participants had already heard the rumors—deep within the Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range resided a terrifying beast, one whose strength had reached Rank 8.
Because of that, none of them dared to venture too far inside, fearing they might encounter such a deadly magic beast.
However, even though most of them were afraid to go any deeper into the mountain range, they were also unwilling to crush their Space Stones and give up on the Pill Gathering.
So, caught between fear and frustration, they chose to linger here, hoping that some kind of opportunity might present itself later on.
"Everyone, since you've all gathered here, I assume that the ingredients listed on your maps are located within the Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range before us," a young man suddenly shouted as he stepped onto a large boulder, looking down at the gathered crowd.
"But although the herbs you need may be inside, you should all be clear—just because you want something in there doesn't mean you can take it so easily!"
As his voice rang out, the surrounding contestants all turned toward him.
The young man standing proudly atop the rock smiled slightly when he saw that everyone's attention was now fixed on him. Clearly, he was enjoying the feeling of being in the spotlight.
If Lin Feng were here, he would have immediately recognized this man—none other than Song Qing, the same one who had once teamed up with Xiao Yan to try and kill him.
Song Qing's words quickly stirred up murmurs of agreement among the crowd. After all, earlier that morning, a group of impatient participants had ventured into the mountain range, eager to collect their required herbs as quickly as possible.
But in less than half a day, half their team had been chased back out in utter panic by high-ranked magic beasts. As for the unlucky ones who couldn't escape in time—by now, their bodies were already rotting somewhere deep within the mountains.
Seeing the approval reflected on the faces below, Song Qing continued confidently, "Everyone here should already know that within this mountain range dwells an Rank 8 magic beast, one of unimaginable power!"
At those words, most of the crowd nodded grimly. But a few of the newer participants who hadn't heard the rumors before looked completely horrified.
After all, a Rank 8 magic beast was something that could flatten them with a single swipe—it wasn't something a mere Dou Huang or Dou Zong could hope to survive.
Sensing that he had successfully riled up their emotions, Song Qing seized the moment and pressed on, "And what's worse, that eighth-rank beast commands countless seventh-rank subordinates.
If we act alone, unless your strength has reached the Dou Zun level, stepping into that mountain range blindly means certain death. You won't even have time to find your herbs before you lose your life."
"So, my suggestion is that we all join forces and form one large group. If we can muster enough strength to deter that Rank 8 magic beast, then given how rich the Ten Thousand Medicinal Mountain Range is, we'll be able to take whatever herbs we want—however much we want!"
As he said this, Song Qing's gaze unconsciously drifted toward a large green boulder nearby. Of course, it wasn't the stone he was interested in.
Sitting lazily atop that boulder, dressed in a striking crimson dress that accentuated her enchanting curves, was Cao Ying.
At that moment, one of her slender, fair hands was twirling a strand of red hair between her fingers, her every subtle movement radiating irresistible charm. Her alluring figure drew countless heated stares from the surrounding men.
Of course, the three other stunning women beside her were also the focus of many admiring gazes. But the one drawing even more jealousy and envy was Lin Feng's clone, who sat among them as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
If any of these men could accompany even one of those four beauties, they'd be grinning for the rest of their lives. Yet this guy had four of them!
After giving his speech for quite some time, Song Qing couldn't help feeling a pang of disappointment when he noticed that Cao Ying hadn't reacted at all to his proposal for cooperation.
He had originally hoped to use this opportunity to capture her attention—to draw her away from Lin Feng's side. But to his frustration, she didn't even glance his way.
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