"However, whether he's really foolish or just pretending to be, this little kid in the Easy Muscle period can't stir up much trouble. As long as we keep a close eye on him and don't give him a chance to use his Sound Transmission Symbol, he'll be helpless. After walking for half a day and entering the depths of the barbaric forest, we'll also be out of range of ordinary Sound Transmission Symbols. By then, he'll be like meat on the chopping block - we can cut him up however we want." The monkey-faced man thought to himself before saying, "Little brother, my surname is Zhou. This is my brother; just call him Baldy."

  "Alright, my surname is Mu, and my name is Mulan." Lin Ming casually reported a name. Although the southern wilderness was vast and complex, with countless forests and tribes, even if Ouyang Dihua had eyes that could see for thousands of miles and ears that could hear from afar, it would still be difficult to find him in the south. However, Lin Ming still didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.

  "Come on, little brother, let's get on horseback. Sorry to trouble you and your sister to ride one horse, Miss Nai."

  Nai quietly changed horses, and as for Lin Ming, she could only sigh inwardly.

  I don't know what this young man is thinking, is he stupid? Or is he so optimistic that he has no conscience?

  He really thought that after the two evils of Nanjiang succeeded, they would let him go?

  But Nana herself and her sister's fate are now hard to protect, how can she have the heart to worry about others?

  Lin Ming and the five of them rode on mountain short-legged horses, galloping all the way. These horses, although not fast in speed, had extremely good endurance, and traversed mountains and ridges as if they were flat ground.

  Slowly, the surrounding vegetation became more and more lush. When I first entered southern Xinjiang, the trees were sparse, and the terrain was mainly grasslands and marshes. Now, the forest is dense, even sunlight is blocked. The entire forest is dim like dusk, with wormwood as tall as a person.

  In this tall grass, ferocious beasts and giant pythons often lurk. If a warrior's skills are not up to par, walking in here can easily get them killed.

  The bald big man led the way with a machete, while the monkey-faced man brought up the rear. Lin Ming and the two witches were protected in between. Before finding the witch's holy land, the safety of Lin Ming and his party was still very important.

  "Little brother, lend a hand. We need to get out of this tall grass before nightfall. Otherwise it's dangerous. I'm clearing the way alone and it's really slow." The bald big man said to Lin Ming while swinging his machete.

  This grass is dense and luxuriant, intertwined with each other. And it's extremely tough, if not cut open, the horses can't get through at all.

  "Oh, okay." Lin Ming responded with a single word, slowly pulling out a mid-grade human-tier treasured sword from the Mustard Seed Ring. This sword was exactly what Firework left behind in the Mustard Seed Ring after his death.

  The hilt is made of an ancient style, the scabbard is wrapped in a layer of snakeskin, looking like it has been through many years. On the blade, five inches from the tip, there is a dark red inscription, which is a fire attribute rune that increases power by more than 40%. The value of this rune alone exceeds 10,000 taels of gold.

  It's obviously a carefully crafted and strengthened treasured sword, no surprise that it should be one of Huo Gong's former weapons. It was later eliminated, but he couldn't bear to sell it, so it remained in the Xumi Ring all along.

  Lin Ming took out this knife, and the bald man's eyes suddenly widened.

  Damn it, just casually picked up a first-class treasure!

  And it looks like it's one of the top-notch middle-grade artifacts, I've lived for so many years and only seen three middle-grade artifacts in my life!

  The monkey-faced man's eyes shone brightly when he saw Lin Ming's weapon.

  He noticed a ring on Lin Ming's finger that was inconspicuous at first glance. Without a doubt, it was a Mustard Seed Ring!

  Xumi abacus, even the worst Xumi abacus would cost tens of thousands of taels of gold to buy one. He had been eyeing it for a long time, but with their family's financial situation, how could they afford it?

  The monkey-faced man was overjoyed, with a smile all over his face, he eagerly approached, he really couldn't wait to kill Lin Ming, snatch the Sumi ring, and check what else was inside.

  "This little brat has no idea how many good things he has, he's really hit the jackpot! Whatever he has will all be mine! And this kid is obviously a country bumpkin, doesn't even know the principle of not showing off his wealth. Such a great knife, and he stupidly takes it out, if I don't kill him and take the knife, I'd be doing him a disservice!"

  "Endure for a little while longer, once we enter the Witch God's sacred land, I'll kill him immediately!"

  Lin Ming seemed to be completely unaware of the greedy gaze of the bald big man and the monkey-faced man, and he continued to cut the grass with his treasured sword, a mid-grade human-tier sword that had been engraved with flame attribute runes. The way he cut the grass was as effortless as cutting tofu with a divine sword.

  All I could hear was the sound of "whoosh whoosh whoosh", as the wild grass fell down in large swaths.

  The bald big man saw this scene, his throat was a bit dry, if he had this knife, his combat power would be increased by who knows how much!

  The Bald-headed Han's weapon is a Wolf-toothed Club, this kind of weapon was originally unconventional, most refiners wouldn't waste their time forging a precious Wolf-toothed Club for no reason, so the Bald-headed Han used only an ordinary Wolf-toothed Club.

  The monkey-faced man, however, had a low-grade treasure axe, but it was only the lowest grade among treasures. Adding the trashy inscription on the axe, the total price was just over 2,000 taels of gold.

  For most warriors, the precious instruments that cost several thousand taels of gold are quite expensive, and only the young masters of aristocratic families can afford them. For example, when Tie Feng bought Lin Ming's powerful symbol, he was also a genuine top warrior, but because of his humble origins, he couldn't afford to buy precious instruments either, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to buy Lin Ming's powerful symbol.

  Martial artists may earn money, but they have to constantly buy medicine and cultivate, overall it's a losing business. Only after reaching the Condensed Pulse stage, having a title and salary, will their economic situation slowly improve. Generally, poor people can't even afford to practice martial arts.

  "Little brother, little brother." The monkey-faced man called out to Lin Ming who was chopping grass in front.

  "Huh? What's up?" Lin Ming turned back blankly.

  "Let me take a look at this sword, brother has never seen a mid-grade treasure before."

  "Oh, this..." Lin Ming's face showed a difficult expression, pretending to be foolish also has a limit, no matter how foolish he wouldn't give his own weapon to someone else.

  Lin Ming thought for a moment, then said: "This knife is our family heirloom. My father instructed me before I left that I couldn't show it to anyone casually. How about this? I still have a few knives here, and I can lend them to the two of you to take a look."

  Lin Ming said, and slowly took out two treasured swords from the Xumi Ring. They were both lower-grade precious artifacts, forged by a master craftsman, and still without any engravings.

  These two knives are narrow knives, with a blade length of three feet and only one inch wide. The back of the knife is less than two tenths of an inch thick, and the handle is relatively short. They are used by fast knife guests who rely on speed to win.

  "Good sword!" The monkey-faced man and the bald-headed giant's eyes were about to turn red, how many more good things did this silly young master have on him? He casually pulled out two lower-grade treasure weapons!

  "I've seen idiots before, but not as idiotic as this one. He's just a young Easy Bone stage brat, and yet he's so foolishly revealing his entire family's wealth in front of us two Hard Bone stage warriors." The bald big man licked his lips while using True Yuan transmission to speak to the monkey-faced man.

  The monkey-faced man said, "This kid is only fifteen years old. He was probably raised in a big family and never went out much before, so how could he understand the dangers of the world? Let's tolerate him for now, and when we enter the Holy Land of Witchcraft, we'll take action together and eliminate him directly."

  "Alright big brother, I'm getting impatient."

  "Haha, with this kid taken care of, we brothers will make a fortune, buy some rare and precious medicine, and with the power of the Witch God inherited from the Witch God's sacred land, breaking through the bottleneck of the Condensation Period will be no problem! At that time, we'll soar to great heights, haha."

  "Haha, you're making me drool, that's almost a hundred years of extra life! I'm going to buy a bunch of women and live like an emperor!"

  The monkey-faced man and the bald-headed big man exchanged glances, all of which fell on Nai's eyes. She sighed inwardly, how could there still be such an inexperienced noble young master, how did he manage to survive until now?

  At this time, the monkey-faced man said to Lin Ming: "Wood little brother, why don't you do this? These two knives will be borrowed by us two brothers first. You also know that in the Miaojiang forest, there are fierce beasts everywhere, and the deeper you go, the higher the level of the fierce beasts. If our strength is not enough, we might get hurt when fighting with the fierce beasts later, which would be dangerous."

  Lin Ming thought for a moment and said: "The two brothers are right, so I'll lend these two knives to the two brothers."

  Lin Ming said, and then handed over the two knives without any guard.

  The bald big man swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he took over the knife, this is a treasure of the lower class, and looking at its quality, it's quite good too, and it was obtained so easily, why didn't I meet such an idiot before.

  He grasped the knife in his hand and swung it casually a couple of times, but unfortunately, the knife was a bit too light and didn't feel right in his hand.

  Actually, Lin Ming chose to take out these two knives for a reason. These two men, one using a wolf-tooth club and the other an axe, both belonged to heavy infantry.

  Lin Ming took out the two narrow knives, which relied on speed to gain the upper hand. Even if he gave them to the two warriors, they wouldn't be able to exert much combat power. Although Lin Ming didn't think highly of these two martial artists, he also didn't want to enhance their strength and create trouble for himself. After all, if these two Bone Forging stage martial artists were to split up and escape, he could at most stop one of them.

  Lin Ming planned to first paralyze them and then suddenly make a killing move, directly taking out one of them before dealing with the other, which would be much easier.

  At this moment, Lin Ming's mind suddenly heard the true yuan transmission sound, which was surprisingly Na Yi's voice. "I thought you were pretending to be stupid and wanted to make another plan to escape, but now it seems that you are really stupid! Giving the treasure knife to them is simply digging your own grave! It's a miracle that someone like you can survive until now."

  A cold voice with a hint of sarcasm, completely mismatched with Nai's age and her immature face.