Chapter 1849: A Pie Falling from the Sky

Zhang Bufan and Meng Guangbai thought these black scales were worthless, but since Luo Fu insisted on doing it this way, they had no choice.

Long Feixue let out a breath of relief and felt considerably lighter.

"It's a deal!"

"Then let's go—I'll take you to the back mountain; behind the cave there's a dirt pit where I always bury these hard scales!"

"There are many spirit beasts near this village, and occasionally demons appear—I'm afraid the scent of these scales might draw Xiao Bai's enemies!" said Long Feixue.

This method was indeed quite clever.

But Luo Fu thought it was completely unnecessary.

When they first entered the cave, they had noticed signs of massive beast impacts on the outside, which looked anything but ordinary.

Luo Fu said: "There's really no need for this!"

"The three-eyed Crimson Black Spirit Snake carries immense deterrent power—even during molting, just the faint scent on its scales can drive away low-tier demons!"

"By burying the scales, you're completely burying the Spirit Snake's advantage!"

Long Feixue frowned, unsure whether Luo Fu was telling the truth.

"Is Xiao Bai really that powerful?"

Long Feixue glanced at the Crimson Black Snake coiled around her hand, as if seeing the little spirit snake for the first time, wondering whether Luo Fu's words were real.

Soon, the group arrived at the dirt pit behind the cave.

The pit was small, and part of it had been covered by Long Feixue.

She dug open a small hole and easily pulled out a handful of black scales—each one extremely hard.

Long Feixue handed all the black scales to Luo Fu.

"Take a look, Brother Luo—there are still many of these black scales in this pit. I don't know what they're for, but if you need them, I'll give them all to you!" said Long Feixue.

Luo Fu nodded and examined the black scales closely.

Without further thought, Luo Fu lifted his head.

"Clear out every single black scale—take as many as you can find. Bring them to our inn within three days!"

"Can you do it?" Luo Fu asked.

Long Feixue stared in disbelief, utterly stunned.

She had to confirm this again—were these black scales she'd treated as trash and buried in the dirt really worth over 100,000 gold pieces?

So she raised her hand and interrupted Luo Fu.

"Wait, Brother Luo!"

"Let me say it again—I'll clear out every black scale and give them all to Brother Luo, and then we're even, done with each other!"

"You can't keep chasing me for 100,000 gold pieces!"

Long Feixue looked at Luo Fu with eager anticipation.

Luo Fu smiled and nodded—he always kept his word; once spoken, his promises were never retracted.

"That's right! Our deal is exactly like this!"

With Luo Fu's promise, Long Feixue's spirits soared—she had thought she'd truly been marked by the Linglong Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Luo Fu had descended from the heavens and saved her.

"I agree to this deal!"

"Don't worry—I'll clear every black scale within three days and deliver them to Brother Luo's inn. Not a single scale will I keep for myself!"

"Just go back to the inn and wait for my good news!"

Long Feixue beamed, as if she'd found a pie falling from the sky.

Having secured Long Feixue's promise, Luo Fu had no reason to stay—he took Gong Sun Huohuo and Meng Guangbai and left the cave, returning to the inn.