Chapter 21: Yaya is the Mainstay!

  Humming a tune lightly, having temporarily escaped the threat of death, Matthew felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

  Now, he began to cheerfully tally the gains from this battle.

  "70 pieces of flesh essence, which are materials for several precious potions."

  "In the more than ten years that the Crimson Moon has been waning, they should appreciate in value."

  "I should take this time to buy more, to accumute some initial development funds..."

  "The assassin tributed over 300 gold s, with 150 gold remaining for daily expenses, and Yaya's appetite is not small."

  "Dark Fang x2, daggers made of fihril, of excellent quality, attack +5, sharpness +4, durability +3, ented with 'Magic Break'."

  "Fine craftsmanship, rarely seen, a single one is priced at 3500 gold s in the market, and a set could sell for at least 8000!"

  "Good stuff, might sider keeping them, cirg them would als me trouble."

  Just as Matthew pced the two Dark Fangs aside, Yaya, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

  She curiously came over, she entig aroma owo daggers:

  "Yaya? What's this food? Looks delicious!"

  Before Matthew could respond, Yaya opened her mouth and swallowed them.

  "This 't be eaten... What the hell?"

  Yaya, who swallowed the Dark Fangs in one gulp, burped tentedly, saw Matthew's outstretched hand, and affeately rubbed his palm.

  Then, she yawned widely and fell back asleep, sn, while Matthew stared bnkly at the data dispyed above her head:

  Name: Yaya.

  Species: Drago.

  Profession: None.

  Age: 1 day, (Hatg period).

  Challeier: 9+!

  Equipment: Dark Fang x2

  Status: Dormant Evolution in Progress (e 5000 experience points + 500 destiny s to promote perfect evolution?)

  "e 5000 experience points + 500 destiny s? Is there such a good deal?"

  Indescribable joy surged in his heart, Matthew looked at Yaya, whose size hadn't ged much, and carefully recalled the memories about young dragons and tracted creatures.

  "I remember the number one official pyer tracted creature ranking, was a young Red Dragon - Orena."

  "She signed with the official representatives from Huaxia, received signifit nurturing from the entire official body."

  "Before her fall, Orena's challeier reached 25+, and she possessed a boss-level tempte, destroyed the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Luck, taking two demigods with her to the grave."

  "However, Orena's first perfeant evolution only required the ption of 3500 experience points, plus some epic materials..."

  "The future of Yaya..."

  Gently stroking Yaya's delicate scales, Matthew inally thought she was just a on Time Drago.

  But now, it seems her background and potential are far greater!

  "Agreed!"

  Although 5000 experience is a lot, pared to Yaya's perfect evolution, it's nothing.

  Yaya was enveloped in a deep blue light, her back's gray-bck scales gradually became translut, and her abdomen's gray-yellow scales also started to move toward her back.

  Matthew felt an inexplicable anticipation.

  "Who doesn't like raising and perfectly nurturing?"

  Moreover, Matthew is not in a hurry to quickly advance his Arist level.

  The main reason is:

  The power of a caster lies in the trol of numerous spells, how profitly they are used, and whether they have enough money!

  A rich Arist, his bat power destroys heavens ah.

  A poor Arist, so poor they go sell spell scrolls...

  The sedary reason is:

  Under Ange's and, the soldiers killed another challeier 1+ aberrant wild boar.

  The experieuro Matthew ged from the previous 10 points to now 5 points.

  While Yaya was evolving, Matthew examihe wo pieagical equipment from the assassin, a cloak and a pair of shoes.

  "Shadow Cloak, tanned from shadow lion-scorpion fur, excellent quality, stealth +3, magic resistance +2, ented with 'Spell Barrier'."

  "Finely crafted, rare in stock, market price is 3600 gold s."

  Matthew didn't think too much, quickly draped the Shadow Cloak over himself, stealth was barely useful to him, but magic resistance +2 was very useful.

  Not to mention, the extremely important Spell Barrier.

  Matthew was very familiar with the Spell Barrier entment, having once relied on selling its spell scrolls to get through eically difficult times.

  The 3600 gold price of the Shadow Cloak, with a successful entment, was worth 3000 gold s.

  Whether for spell experiments or bat, magic resistance +2 and Spell Barrier could bring him great effects.

  "Swift Boots, tanned from wind serpent skin + rock feather, excellent quality, movement speed +6, ented with 'Assault'!"

  "Another piece of excellent equipment, the speed reached +6, and it's also ented with a spell, Assault is a waste on an assassin, but perfect for warriors and padins..."

  "The dispyed market price, only 4800 gold s? That's not sidering supply and demand..."

  Matthew analyzed the digital dispy again, stored the Swift Boots, amazed at the assassin's rich possessions, yet his handsome face carried a hint of a cold smile:

  "A mere level 7 assassin, his equipment and spell scrolls together, easily worth over 20,000 gold s, richer than many high-tier professionals..."

  "Such a huge cost, just to kill a mere level 1 Arist, is a bit too much..."

  Several suspicious targets fshed through Matthew's mind, he didn't have much thought about their purpose, as he only had one principle towards enemies:

  "Annihite them pletely!"

  "Roar...!"

  A fairly impressive but youthful roar suddenly echoed by Matthew's ear, Yaya, pletely ged, curiously looked at her own shiny silver scales, with great curiosity in her little head:

  "Yaya? Why have the scales turned silver? But they look prettier than before..."

  "Hmm... I'm hungry again, daddy!!"

  Yaya, who woke up hungry again, naturally had all her desires met, turned into a little foodie, happily mung on dried meat.

  Matthew, who thought Yaya wao eat some magical creature flesh, carefully observed her ges.

  Although she was healed by a legendary Time Dragon, Yaya's wings were restored, but because she's not a true dragon, her wings are quite small, and as she grows, flying will be somewhat strenuous.

  Now, Yaya's wings have grown twice as rge, able to easily envelop her entire body.

  Her dense scales also bore very trated magical patterns, slowly emitting fluctuations.

  More obvious than the physical ges, was Yaya's data:

  Name: Yaya

  Species: Drago.

  Profession: Level 1 Sorceress.

  Age: 1 day, (Hatg period).

  Challeier: 9+!

  Equipment: Shadow Fang

  Expertise:

  Extraordinary Expertise - Dragon Might LV1, releases a terrifying aura, exerting a will -5 pressure che all nearby creatures!

  Extraordinary Expertise - Banishing Breath LV1, breathes a time-linear breath at objects or enemies, banishing them in time for a duration of one month!

  Attributes:

  Strength: 12

  Agility: 14

  Intelligence: 18

  stitution: 14

  Perception: 20

  Charisma: 22

  Luck: +5.

  Evaluation: A mainstay not to be missed!

  Involuntarily gasping, Matthew looked at Yaya, who in just one day, had already reached a total attribute of 100 points.

  Repeatedly looking at the Time Dragon's characteristic "Banishing Breath," he strongly agreed with the dispyed statement:

  "Yaya is ihe real mainstay!"