Chapter Thirteen: Unexpected Harvest

  With a thud, Mo Xinke threw the little wild boar on his shoulder to the ground and stared at Han Jin: "Enough? I'll go take another look?"

  "A wild boar of this size must weigh about 100 catties! That's enough for us to eat, why bother going further!" Sasu exclaimed.

  Stilberg had already stacked the firewood, and he reached into his pocket to feel around, saying: "Young master, we're in trouble! We left in such a hurry that we forgot to bring any tinder!"

  "There are mages here, and you're still using a fart fire starter." Mo Xinko said with disdain.

  Sasuo smiled slightly, and without seeing him make any movement, a fist-sized ball of fire appeared in his palm, which then fell onto the pile of wood, and flames began to burn fiercely.

  "You... you're really a magician?" Stilberg asked, his eyes full of reverence.

  "What's so surprising?" Sasori sneered. "You'll find out when you get to Baizuo, there are plenty of magicians like me."

  "Mr. Sasson, look, can I learn magic?"

  "You...it's hard to say,I'm just a technician and I don't have the qualifications to give you an appraisal,if you really want to learn magic,you should go to the Magic Academy to try."

  "Oh..." Stillberg responded listlessly, he was very clear that it was fundamentally impossible, even if one day he really went to the Magic Academy, it would be as a servant taking care of his young master.

  Mo Xinkē stretched out his foot and kicked, the wild boar weighing nearly 100 kg was flipped over like a wooden stick, revealing its greyish-white belly. Mo Xinkē raised his giant sword and stabbed downwards, with a "plop" sound, the seemingly dull giant sword easily pierced into the wild boar's throat. Then, with a casual pull of his hand, Mo Xinkē ripped open the wild boar's belly.

  Han Jin kept an eye on Mo Xinkuo's movements, while Mo Xinkuo played the role of a butcher, his giant sword dancing freely in his hand. His movements were light and swift, with just the right amount of force, and with just a few quick chops, he had cleaned out the wild boar's internal organs.

  Under the barbecue of the bonfire, the meat fragrance gradually came out. A few people chatted and waited while seeing that it was almost done. Mo Xinkuo took the lead in grabbing half a large leg and started chewing with big mouthfuls. Stilberg was stunned, also stretched out his hand to grab a large piece of meat, but he couldn't compare with Mo Xinkuo. Before he could put the meat into his mouth, he suddenly let out a shrill cry, threw the meat to the ground, and frantically blew on his fingers.

  "What's the hurry?" Sasuke asked in bewilderment.

  "Hmm...hmm..." Mo Xinko hummed a few times, but his tone was strange and it was unclear whether he was mocking something or introspecting himself.

  Stilberg gritted his teeth and picked up a branch, stabbed it into the meat, then held the meat aside and ate it in small mouthfuls.

  "I really don't understand you guys..." Sasu shook his head: "You eat first, I'm going to meditate."

  Mo Xink and Stilberg simultaneously showed sympathetic eyes, but they didn't remind Sasou. Only those who have experienced it personally know the horror of reality. In the past few days, the two had more or less understood Han Jin, thinking that his appetite was boundless, not eating day and night because he was afraid of not having enough money to spend, rather than being unable to eat!

  In terms of eating, Han Jin is never polite. At present, he can only absorb energy from food, and energy is the foundation of everything. Without energy, he can't do anything.

  Han Jin picked up half a thigh and brought it to his mouth, his movements looked elegant, but in fact the speed at which he devoured food was several times that of Mo Xingke. Mo Xingke needed to chew before swallowing, this action was redundant for Han Jin, if his body was big enough, he could even swallow the whole wild boar directly, his unimaginable digestive ability provided him with a powerful guarantee, he could only die of starvation, never from being stuffed to death.

  He could feel the energy flowing into his body, bit by bit. This was Han Jin's happiest moment. With each additional increment of energy, he felt a little more satisfied, a little safer, and a little more hopeful.

  When Stillberg was full and leaning against a tree, stretching his waist, Han Jin had already eliminated half of the wild boar. When someone finished daydreaming and walked back slowly, he only saw a bonfire burning, but there was nothing on the bonfire, and the ground was filled with bones.

  "Not...right?..." This seasoned traveling poet couldn't believe his eyes at this moment.

  "Heh heh... Heh heh......" Mo Xinke let out a gloating laugh.

  "Haha......" Stillberg was also laughing.

  "That's left for you." Han Jin pointed to the half pig head on the leaves, with a happy smile on his face. He had reason to be happy. A few pieces of bread could only provide him with less than one yuan of energy, while meat produced much more energy than bread. This wild boar alone would give him hundreds of yuan of energy. How could he not be happy? In the past, when searching for food in the dense forest, because he didn't understand magic beasts, he didn't dare to go deep. This time, it was thanks to Mo Xinkai's luck.

  "You..." Sasori was about to speak, but suddenly a disturbing clamor came from afar, and the source of the sound was approaching at an extremely fast speed. Sasori's face changed greatly: "No good! It's Black Crow!!"

  "You go first, I'll stay with Sasori!" Mōsukoi said in a low voice.

  "Sternberg, get out of here at once!"

  "And you, young master?"

  "I'll stay." Han Jin wasn't a reckless person, but sometimes when you had to face something, you had to be brave and face it head-on, at least with your companions by your side. In the strong, there were stronger ones, unless you could reach the highest position, danger would always exist. If you encountered danger and hid, perhaps you'd have to rely on others for protection all your life, his self-esteem wouldn't allow that. Moreover, since Mo Xinkuo had taken a fighting stance, it meant there was some room for maneuvering, this was also an opportunity for him to test his own strength and compare himself horizontally, why should he leave?

  "Young master, I won't leave if you don't!" Stillberg gritted his teeth.

  "It's too late, don't make a sound." Sasou said in a low voice, then stretched out his hand and beckoned, a clod of earth floated up from the ground, covering the bonfire inside, after which he began to chant in a low voice, a faint light enveloped them all.

  Han Jin suddenly discovered that the shadows of several people had disappeared. What kind of magic was this? Han Jin's eyes widened involuntarily.

  The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, and Han Jin and the others could clearly see a very agile figure jumping back and forth in the branches, fleeing towards them. Behind the figure and above it, there were thousands of crows calling out and chasing after it, like a living dark cloud. Although every time the figure turned around, one or several crows would fall down, but the total number of crows was just too many.

  "Help? Or not help?" Mo Xinkai said in a very low voice.

  The figure suddenly paused, looking in this direction, as if he had heard the voice, but in that moment of pause, the swirling black crows had cut off his path, trapping him firmly around a large tree and began to attack frantically.

  That figure was an archer, but shooting arrows had lost its meaning at this point. He leaned against the tree trunk, desperately fighting with his longbow. Although the black crows could only attack with their sharp beaks and claws, they outnumbered him, and he found himself on the defensive, gradually falling into a disadvantageous position. Defeat was only a matter of time.

  Sassou murmured a few incantations in a low voice, suddenly walked out of the light screen, waved his hand, and a green net-like thing appeared out of thin air, with a diameter of over 30 meters, covering most of the black crows and the figure.

  The black crows were affected by the magic, their flight speed suddenly slowed down, and then fell like raindrops, forming a "bird mountain" of about one foot high on the ground in an instant. The lucky black crows that escaped the magical attack screeched and changed direction, approaching Sasou from various angles.

  Moxi Koda let out a loud shout, blocking Saseu's path forward. His body was already shrouded in a white glow, and the giant sword in his hand shone dazzlingly bright.

  Moxinke's physique was extremely tall and large, which easily gave people a misconception that he was a warrior who relied on brute strength to fight hard. In fact, his speed was extremely swift. With his long arms and rare giant sword, he set up an impassable sword array in front of Sasuo, and every black crow that flew up was instantly crushed by the sword array, leaving only pieces of black feathers fluttering like snowflakes.

  Han Jin's expression turned serious, he had heard Mo Xinkuo say before that the strength of a swordsman and a fighter differed greatly. Only by mastering fighting skills could one become a fighter, and fighting skills allowed the power of Dou Qi to be maximized. If Mo Xinkuo wasn't being humble, if warriors like him were everywhere, it would be chilling. The power of a fighter was already beyond Han Jin's reach, let alone the even more powerful Sword Masters and Sword Saints. This world was simply another kind of cultivation realm! Compared to those super strong fighters and true masters in the cultivation world, Mo Xinkuo wouldn't be far behind.

  Sassou began to chant again, and Han Jin could feel the air or something in the air trembling violently. Then a fireball over ten meters wide appeared on "Bird Mountain", swallowing all the countless black crows into the flames.

  The remaining hundred or so black crows lost the courage to continue fighting, shrieking as they flew into the high sky, but Sasori and Mōsuke did not relax their vigilance, their eyes scanning the dense forest.

  That figure jumped down from the tree and said in a clear voice: "Thank you."

  "No need to be polite." Sasou smiled: "Are you alone?"

  "Yes." The figure walked closer and stopped three meters away from Mo Xingke: "I'm Xian Ni'er, a treasure hunter."

  "My name is Mosinke, a high-ranking swordsman. He's Sasou, a wizard." Mosinke replied, not rashly extending his hand in friendship, as it was clear to everyone that the other was a woman.

  Xian Ni Er's gaze fell on Han Jin, who was the most outstanding in terms of temperament and also the most handsome among the few people present, naturally attracting more attention from others.

  Mo Xinkai's eyes rolled around and he hastily introduced: "This is Raphael, a prophet and hereditary baron."

  "What?" Xanthe exclaimed, and even Sasuke turned around abruptly, looking at Han Jin with a surprised and uncertain gaze.

  "Hello." Han Jin smiled and nodded slightly towards the other person.

  Han Jin knew that Mo Xinke was a man with a plan, so he must have had his reasons for introducing himself in this way. Therefore, Han Jin did not argue back.

  "It's an honor to meet you." Xanier bowed down.

  Han Jin was taken aback for a moment, Xian Ni'er facing Mo Xinke and Sa Suo, two lifesavers, could still maintain her composure, but when facing him, she had to bow, it was clear that the position of the prophet was extremely high, but he didn't know what etiquette to use in response, couldn't just say " dispense with the formalities" , so in the end, he could only keep his warm smile and nodded slightly.

  "Further ahead is the Tala Xia mountain range. You dare to come here alone? That's quite some guts." Sasou said with a smile.

  "I didn't expect to run into those annoying black crows either." Xanier paused for a moment: "Where are you guys headed?"

  "We're going to Baituo Meng." Sasou replied.

  "Great, can I be allowed to walk with you guys?"

  Sasou just wanted to speak, but closed his mouth again, looking back at Han Jin, and Xanier asked this question while also looking at Han Jin, a prophet's identity has already caused some subtle changes.

  "No problem." Han Jin replied readily.

  "Thank you so much." Xian Ni'er smiled and said, her voice sounding extremely pleasant.

  What a pity! Han Jin and the others had the same thought in their minds at the same time. Xian Ni'er was wearing tight soft armor, her body curves were extremely seductive, especially those legs, straight and slender, although they couldn't see the texture and color of her skin, but that streamlined beauty was enough to make people admire. Xian Ni'er also had a smooth golden long hair, like silk fluttering in the wind, elegant and beautiful, but her face was covered with layers of scaly things, bumpy and uneven, looking not even human-like. If you score from behind Xian Ni'er, it would be at least 99 points, but when you see her front, it gives people a feeling of being too ugly to look at.

  "We should leave here immediately, if there are warriors of Black Crow Castle, then we will be in trouble." Sasu said softly.

  "Hmm." Han Jin nodded, and suddenly felt a very weak energy fluctuation. He turned his head to look, under that big tree, there was something emitting a faint light.

  Han Jin hastily walked over, those glowing things were all some fingernail-sized stones, he picked one up from the ground and examined it carefully.

  "Those are just Black Raven's magic crystals, they're useless." said Mo Xinko.

  Han Jin was about to scold someone, what's the use of that? Each and every crystal contains at least a hundred yuan of energy, this is called useless?! If only he and Stilberg were here, he would definitely let out a loud whoop to vent his excitement!

  Han Jin barely controlled his emotions and said in a low voice: "Stilberg, pick up all these magic crystals and put them away."

  "Alright, young master." Stillberg didn't care if it was useful or not, as long as the young master ordered him to do it.

  Mo Xinke and others looked at each other in dismay, but Han Jin had already made up his mind. They couldn't say anything else anyway, and it wouldn't waste much more time.

  "Mo Xinke, where can I buy this magic crystal?" Han Jin asked slowly. Since it's not useful, it means that this magic crystal is very cheap, which is his shortcut to quickly ascending to the heavens!

  "Nowhere can buy it, no one will collect such trash." Mo Xinkai shook his head.

  Rubbish? Han Jin took a deep breath, he didn't want to explain. He had heard Mo Xinkuo say before that the bodies of low-level magical beasts have a certain probability of containing magic crystals. However, Sasou had burned nearly a thousand black crows to death with one wave of his hand, and there were over 200-300 magic crystals on the ground. Added together, it was almost 30,000 units of energy, enough to support him in completing his foundation-building. How could this not make him ecstatic?!

  A thousand words and phrases converged into a single exclamation in Han's mouth: "I... like this forest!"

  (There are recommended tickets, how can I catch up with the front and overtake the back, feeling depressed...)