Sword Saint, or Holy Devil Instructor?

  Only Sword Saints or Saint Magisters have the possibility of not letting anyone feel any fluctuations in their aura or magic, returning to simplicity. Also, only such top-notch masters standing at the pinnacle of humanity can easily take in a high-ranking magical beast like the Unicorn as a battle pet.

  Looking at Yang Ling sitting on the unicorn with a cold expression, everyone secretly cursed. One unicorn was already unstoppable, and adding a profound and unpredictable Sword Saint or Holy Demon Master made it hard not to die.

  After swallowing his saliva, the old man in grey robe forced himself to speak: "Sir, we are first-time visitors to the Trasen Forest. Have you mistaken us for someone else or is there some misunderstanding between us?"

  Through the subtle probing magic, the Grey Robed Elder couldn't detect any fluctuations of Dou Qi or magical powers on Yang Ling's body, but discovered a strange power within him that his own spiritual energy couldn't penetrate. It seems that even if he isn't a Sword Saint or a Holy Magister, he is definitely a formidable figure.

  "Hmph, a misunderstanding?" Yang Ling let out a cold snort, his icy gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of the crowd before finally landing on the struggling young unicorn, "Trespassing into my territory and stealing away a newly born young unicorn, is this what you call a misunderstanding?"

  Trespassing on his territory?

  The crowd was shocked, the Tras forest stretched for thousands of miles, and although some elves, dwarves, and barbarians lived on the outskirts, no one had ever seen or heard of anyone owning a territory deep in the Tras forest. Could it be that this young man was an immortal old monster?

  For some Sword Saints or Saint Mages, living for over a thousand years is not uncommon. It's said that the Ros Empire has three national Sword Saints who have lived for over a thousand years. For them, eternal youth or changing their appearance with some small tricks is no big deal.

  After a moment of contemplation, the masked girl holding the sharp sword spoke slowly: "Sir, we found this young unicorn in an ordinary cave back then, and didn't see any human traces. Is there really some misunderstanding between us?"

  Considering the terrifying unicorn and Yang Ling's unfathomable strength, the masked girl was sincere in her attitude, fearing that she would accidentally provoke the young man who was clearly coming to take revenge. Unless absolutely necessary, she would not dare to engage with such a mysterious figure.

  The horizontal view forms a ridge, the sideways view forms a peak, with differences in distance, height and depth!

  Looking at the masked girl's towering chest, slender legs and faintly visible pretty face, Yang Ling couldn't help but take a few more glances. Unlike the considerate Alice and the sentimental Sophia, the temperament of this girl in front of him was different from others, giving people a very special feeling. Elegant and refined, yet seemingly with a hint of cold pride.

  "Huh? What's this 'heavenly way' you're talking about, what do you know?" With a flicker of his eyes, Yang Ling's heart stirred, and he secretly borrowed a mysterious spell to say coldly: "Could it be that only by building a magnificent golden palace, and having hundreds of slaves serve me, can I show that this is my territory?"

  After recuperating in the Witch's Tower for two days, the terrifying Unicorn had recovered to about 70-80%. Although the opponent was numerous and powerful, Yang Ling believed that with the Unicorn's great strength and his own Magic Beast Army, he could at least retreat unscathed. Looking at the Mysterious Masked Girl and her entourage, who were either wealthy or noble, apart from wanting to return Little Unicorn, perhaps he could also take advantage of the situation to make a fortune.

  Although it's a bit unbelievable, when Yang Ling said this, the masked girl couldn't help but pause for a moment. It was rumored that many Sword Saints and Saintly Demon Masters, who were at the pinnacle of their craft, had somewhat eccentric personalities, and many people lived simple lives, free from worldly desires. Perhaps, the young man in front of her was one such person.

  "Good Lord, this is the unicorn that's been killing us! Gibson nuked it and it's back already? How did it recover so fast?"

  Just as everyone was filled with doubts, Hanks let out a loud cry as he stared at the scar on the unicorn's left front leg. Even if this unicorn were to be burned to ashes, he would still remember this deep wound. If it weren't for Guard Bafik risking his life to slash at it, he would have been trampled into minced meat by its crazed rampage.

  Unicorns going extinct like Gibson?

  After the unexpected event, everyone's face became even more solemn. The nuclear explosion spell that the great magician had cast before his death was so powerful that even a Sword Saint would have to yield three points if it were successful. They never thought that the unicorn at the center of the explosion not only didn't die but also recovered in just two days, which shows how terrifying the young man's strength is.

  "Hmph, that's right! This is the unicorn you've been hurting!" Yang Ling said coldly as he stroked the anxious unicorn beneath him: "If I hadn't arrived in time, my partner of many years would have died at your hands, humph!"

  Since the other party had already misunderstood his identity, Yang Ling simply put on a show. The opponent's strength was extraordinary, obviously not an ordinary mercenary group or adventure team, but rather a wealthy and noble one. If he didn't take advantage of the situation to make a big profit, it would be too unfair to himself.

  During his sophomore year, Yang Ling had the good fortune to attend a lecture by a domestic expert specializing in national defense. Before leaving the stage, the expert said something that left a deep impression: The reason why America is so powerful lies not only in its strong military and economic strength, but more importantly, it has mastered the art of psychological warfare, often achieving its goals through negotiations at the negotiating table.

  Wealth and honor are sought in danger, although the other side has many people and is dominated by several great swordsmen and great mages, Yang Ling still hopes to gamble. Bet that they can't see their own strength, bet that they dare not act rashly, strive for the greatest benefit.

  "This is all my fault, it has nothing to do with them!" After misunderstanding Yang Ling's strength, the masked girl realized that her side had no chance of winning at all. She made a quick decision and continued: "In order to cure my father's illness, I had no choice but to resort to this tactic. I don't ask you to forgive my sin, but please spare the innocent warriors!"

  The masked girl finished speaking and picked up the small unicorn in the maid's arms, gently putting it on the ground. After being freed, the little guy immediately ran over without any regard, snuggling into his mother's embrace with a wronged expression.

  "Miss, let the little unicorn go, what about Lord's injury?" Seeing the hard-won little unicorn running away, heavily armored warrior Hanks' eyes turned red, he raised his heavy sword high and said fiercely: "Miss, you leave first, I, Hanks, will not return to Montsen without the crystal core of the unicorn!"

  "Miss, go for it with him!"

  "Miss, think thrice!"

  .....

  As the masked girl was about to give up her hard-won unicorn for the greater good, the warriors knelt down and begged for mercy. They understood that the young lady had a teleportation scroll on her body, which could ensure her safe departure at any time, and she did all this just for the consideration of these clan warriors.

  Calm and composed, decisive!

  Looking at the resolute masked girl, Yang Ling was extremely surprised. An ordinary girl would have been flustered by now, but she handled it with ease. This kind of demeanor, he had only seen in female leads on TV, it seemed that this group's background was indeed extraordinary.

  "Great, unfortunately, you've done a foolish thing!" The bigger the head, the more capital there is. Yang Ling couldn't bear to miss this good opportunity to fleece them, and coldly said: "Because of your foolishness, you wasted one bottle of Life Spring Water on me, and disturbed my five years of quiet meditation. How are you going to settle this account?"

  Fountain of Life?

  Everyone suddenly understood, no wonder in just two short days, the unicorn was restored to its original state!

  After the unexpected event, the masked girl rushed up excitedly, "Sir, Ha'er Beili's father is on the verge of death! If you give me just one bottle, no, half a bottle of Life Spring Water, I'm willing to pay any price!"

  The Life Spring Water is as its name suggests, no matter how severe the injury, as long as you drink a mouthful, you can come back to life. Haier Beili risked her life to hunt for the crystal core of the unicorn in the depths of the forest with the warriors of her tribe, just to save her father's life. Now that she heard Yang Ling has the Life Spring Water, why would she give up the root and chase after the branches, missing such a good opportunity?

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