Chapter 65: (1): The Imagination of the Little Medicine Boy

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room immediately perked up their ears.

They were all too aware of the dangers of hunting spirit beasts in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains—it's a task that could cost them their lives.

Spirit beasts are not so easy to hunt. If it were that simple, all loose cultivators would be rich, rather than each one struggling to make ends meet.

Spirit beasts generally have incredibly strong bodies and run much faster than humans.

If a spirit beast goes straight for a weak-bodied Gu cultivator rather than the Gu insect, it would definitely be a deadly situation.

Most rogue cultivators who go to hunt spirit beasts meet their end this way.

Moreover, they are all at the lowest level of cultivation, the Spirit Gathering stage, which places them at the bottom of the food chain in the natural world.

In a world where spirit beasts practice survival of the fittest, there's no concept of "shame in bullying the weak." If they encounter a fourth-level spirit beast, they could become its prey.

In the spirit beast world, the strong always prey on the weak, and battles between opponents of equal strength are rare.

So, the dangers of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains are easily imagined. Each of them was uncertain and full of worry about the path ahead.

When they heard that Li Laodao had found a powerful ally who could guarantee their safety, they all immediately became interested and listened attentively.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Li Laodao immediately showed a proud expression and continued, "To be honest with you, I have found a Gu cultivator from a great clan, and he is a genius at the initial stage of the marrow cleansing stage. He possesses a peak-grade Gu and has incredible combat power."

"With him leading the way, our safety is guaranteed. Moreover, we will only stay on the edge of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains and will not go deep. With a skilled protector, how could we encounter danger?"

"This trip is absolutely safe, I assure you!" Li Laodao said with great confidence.

Upon hearing this, the others were not pleased; instead, their worry increased.

Han Mei furrowed her wrinkled brows and questioned first, "Is that so? How could a genius Gu cultivator from a great clan be willing to lead a group of rogue cultivators?"

"What benefit would this be for him? Could it be a trap?"

Long Xuan nodded in agreement, feeling that this matter seemed unreliable. Would such a Gu cultivator really be so kind?

"Absolutely not!" Li Laodao said confidently, "The person I mentioned is someone you've all heard of—Long Qilin, the son of the Long family head."

"Unlike his scheming father, Long Qilin is known for being honest and kind-hearted."

"I pleaded with him a bit, and he agreed without much hesitation. Of course, he will only take us part of the way. Once we reach the depths of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, he will continue on his journey, and we will return the same way."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling's worried expression immediately disappeared, and she smiled, "I see. If it’s just a matter of him taking us part of the way, then it’s not a problem."

Long Qilin pointed at the boy and said, "Like you, this boy named Ma Wu requested that I take him along. Since taking one or two doesn’t make a difference and it's on the way, I decided to take both of you. It’s just a small favor, no need to thank me."

He spoke lightly, but the others' moods were not as pleasant.

However, at this point, they were the ones asking for help and naturally did not dare to make too many demands. They could only suppress their dissatisfaction and force a smile.

Li Laodao cast a skeptical glance at the boy before starting to introduce the people in the room to Long Qilin.

When it came to Long Xuan, Long Xuan immediately took the initiative to introduce himself, "Hello, I am Long Xuan, I'm Elder Long's medicine boy. Please take care of me."

The purpose of his statement was clearly to build connections. If this person harbored ill intentions, maybe he could give Elder Long some face and not make things difficult for him.

In reality, he was not Elder Long's disciple at all. He was just a minor errand boy, not even remotely related to being a disciple. He rarely saw Elder Long and had little to no connection with him.

However, as soon as Long Xuan mentioned Elder Long's name, Long Qilin’s expression changed instantly. He turned to Long Xuan with a fierce look and said, "Oh, so you are Old Long's disciple! And you even share the same surname!"

"Your master owes me one million spirit stones. Debts must be repaid, so what do you think we should do about this?"

"Uh?" Long Xuan was completely stunned. The script seemed to be off.

Goodness, this guy automatically upgraded him from a medicine boy to a disciple.

And this scene seemed oddly familiar.

It was like the last time he mentioned Elder Long in front of Long Lie; things only got worse when he mentioned Elder Long's name.

At this moment, he realized he might have made a foolish move. Elder Long's reputation didn’t seem to hold much weight outside. When out, one should avoid mentioning his name. If not mentioned, he might just get beaten up; but mentioning it only made things worse.

"Hahaha... Alright! I’m just joking. The debt has a head and the money has a master. How could I possibly take money from a junior? It’s getting late; let’s set off now!"

Long Qilin laughed heartily, turned around, and walked out, with the boy following closely behind.

The six people in the room looked at each other and followed Long Qilin out, slowly leaving the inn.

Outside the inn, the crowd was already immense. The number of people preparing for the hunt was far more than just their group. The market was packed with people, and the shops were crowded.

The upcoming beast tide filled the entire market with a tense atmosphere. All Gu cultivators were rushing to buy supplies, trying to enhance their power as quickly as possible and arm themselves to protect themselves during the coming beast tide.

Thus, the major stores were packed, and the market was a sea of people, with many more times the usual crowd. Each store was making a fortune.

As the group left the market, they tacitly began to quicken their pace, heading rapidly toward the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.