C23 Ling's Strength

"Master, what kind of weapon do you need? The weapons that you can buy at this stage are all here. If you want to get more advanced, you need to level up to level 30 and unlock the intermediate store."

Meng Yang ignored Ling and continued to look around.

"Master? What are you looking for?"

"Ling, do you remember the 4888 bricks that I got? Why is it not here?"

"That thing is not a weapon, so of course it's not here."

"It's not a weapon? Then what is it used for?"

Ling rolled her eyes at Meng Yang. "What can a brick be used for? Of course, it can be used to build a house. This kind of stupid question is troublesome. Master, don't ask me about it in the future. I am afraid that it will infect you."

"Buying a house? You said that you want to build a house with 4888 bricks? How many points do you need to exchange for that?"

Meng Yang's reaction caused Ling to despise him once again. "Look at you. Isn't it just a little bit of points? Do you need to make such a big fuss over it?"

"Aiya, just a little bit of points. Although that's what you said, the points are saved bit by bit. In order to build a house as soon as possible, I think I should save all the points that Ling gave me."

"Ah, you, how can you do this? No, you, you, you."

"Why? Just now, someone was still looking at me with a look of despise."

"Of course not."

"No? I heard it clearly just now. Didn't he say that it's just a little exchange point? Is there a need to make such a big fuss?"

"I, you, you, humph!"

Meng Yang rubbed Ling's head slightly. "Alright, I was just joking. Is there a need to be so serious?"

Ling stuck out her tongue. "I don't care."

"Alright, I know Ling doesn't care about such a small matter. Tell me, which one of these things is more worthwhile?"

Ling rubbed her chin and thought for a moment, then pointed at a pitch-black katana.

"Scientific type. The third-generation Ghost Sword is from 'Pirate King', and it's worth 4,000 exchange points. Its attack effect: Inflict a curse on creatures below level 20. The effect of the curse is that the speed of healing wounds will be reduced."

Meng Yang looked at the katana in his hand. It felt quite good in his hand. It wasn't light, but it wasn't heavy either. It was just right for him to wield it smoothly.

"Are you sure this knife is of high quality and not because of the remaining 500 exchange points?"

Ling's face turned red. "Of, of course not. I think you're more suitable for this knife. It's up to you to believe it or not."

"Okay, I'll trust you for now. The place I'm going to tomorrow is more dangerous. Are you sure you want to go with me?"

"Hmph, you underestimate me. Although I look like I'm only half your level, you might not be able to beat me now. Besides, there's nothing in this world that can kill me. At most, I can force myself to return here. Once I get here, I'll just need to rest for a while."

"Is it really that magical? Then wouldn't I be able to throw you out as a meat shield in the future?"

"What! Do you still have any gentlemanly demeanor? You actually want me to be your meat shield? Are you even a man? "

"Uhh... I was just casually saying. Did you take it seriously?"

The next morning, Meng Yang brought Ling to the back of the mountain. As expected, Fu Hua was still waiting for Meng Yang at the back of the mountain. This made Meng Yang feel a little strange. Logically speaking, disciples who did not do missions were usually busy cultivating or doing other things. It was the first time Meng Yang had seen someone like Fu Hua, who accompanied other people to do missions every day.

"Boss, you're really early today. Eh? Ling is here too?"

"Fu Hua, are you so free every day? Don't you need to cultivate?"

"Hehe, Boss, look at you. My cultivation is special. I don't need to spend so much time, and it's useless even if I spend too much time. So, I am quite free every day."

Meng Yang raised his eyebrows. "There's such a thing? I've never heard of it before."

"Boss, what are we going to do today? Are we going to pick the spirit grass?"

Meng Yang shook his head. "No, I'm going to the opposite side of the valley today. Picking the spirit grass is secondary. The main thing is to fight. I feel that I haven't experienced enough battles. I don't want to experience the same thing again."

"Going to the opposite side of the valley? Boss, are you sure?"

"Hmm? Is there a problem? Don't worry, I was just not prepared yesterday, and such a situation definitely won't happen again."

"No, boss, I'm not worried about you, but you brought Ling to such a dangerous place. What if something happened? If you don't care about Ling, then I will."

"About that, I have already told Ling that she will follow me. If you have a way to make her change her mind, then I don't mind."

"Humph! If she wants to go, what danger is there that I am not afraid of?"

Meng Yang shrugged his shoulders, "Look, this is not what I want to bring her with me."

"Ling, look, that place is very dangerous. The Foundation Establishment stage Demonic Beasts are everywhere. You, who have just reached the Meditation Stage, are too dangerous. Boss and I can't take care of you at all. What should we do if something happens?"

Ling looked at Fu Hua in disdain, "You? You want to take care of me? Are you kidding me? Do you think you can beat me?"

"Uh, boss, look, this."

"How about this, Ling, you and Fu Hua will have a competition. First, you can let Fu Hua feel at ease, and then I can see what you can do. What do you think?"

Ling pointed at Fu Hua and said, "Come on, use your full strength."

"This, boss, how can I do this? What if I accidentally hurt her?"

"Where did all this nonsense come from? If I say I can do it, then I can do it."

"Alright then, Ling, you have to be careful."

Fu Hua took out the long whip and stood there, not knowing where to start. Ling stood there for a long time, but Fu Hua did not make a move, so she was already a little impatient.

"Since you don't want to do it, then I'll go first." Ling giggled, and her body suddenly changed. She instantly appeared in front of Fu Hua, and with a light leap, her height was the same as Fu Hua's. Then, she slapped Fu Hua with her small hand. Fu Hua subconsciously used the handle of the whip to block it, but Ling did not touch the handle. Instead, her body flashed and appeared behind Fu Hua. She kicked Fu Hua's back with her leg, and Fu Hua's reaction was also fast. He lowered his head and dodged the kick.

"Hehe, you lost." The moment Fu Hua lowered his head, Ling suddenly appeared in front of Fu Hua and kicked him in the chest. Fu Hua was directly sent flying out. After flying out for more than ten meters, he crashed into a tree, causing Meng Yang to feel pain.