Chapter 38: Little Spirit Black Market!

The Strange Jaw Dragon knelt on one knee on the ground, its eyes full of bloodshot.

From its chest to its left shoulder lay a deep wound.

Bright red blood kept gushing from the wound.

It let out a low growl as it rose to its feet.

A strand of pale yellow light instantly wrapped around its body.

Immediately, a huge boulder not far away came under the Strange Jaw Dragon's control.

It slowly rose up.

"Retreat!"

Lin Mo did not linger in battle, immediately commanding the big wolf dog to fall back.

"Woof woof woof!"

The big wolf dog gave a few light barks, its body swiftly retreating.

At the same time, the huge boulder in midair came crashing down heavily.

Where the big wolf dog had been standing, a huge pit had already appeared.

Had Lin Mo not warned in time, the big wolf dog might have been buried.

"Bluff!"

Lin Mo looked at the big wolf dog in front of him and shouted, "Provoke it!"

"Woof! Woof!"

Seeing this, the big wolf dog hastily lifted its hind leg, right in front of the Strange Jaw Dragon.

And began to urinate.

The ancient overlord Strange Jaw Dragon had never received such a provocation.

It shook its head, emitting low growls.

Its short forelimbs swung vigorously.

Two blinding lights instantly enveloped its claws.

As the dragon's claw technique was unleashed, the wound on the Strange Jaw Dragon's chest tore open rapidly.

Bright red blood continuously streamed from the Strange Jaw Dragon's chest at that moment.

"Throw sand!"

As the Strange Jaw Dragon lost its reason, Lin Mo continued to issue commands to the big wolf dog ahead of him.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The big wolf dog quickly dug into the rock, kicking up clouds of gravel.

The gravel was extremely dense, instantly filling the Strange Jaw Dragon's field of vision.

"Roar!"

In its fury, the Strange Jaw Dragon kept swinging its dragon claws, trying to sweep away the gravel before it.

"Ice Fang!"

"At the wound!"

A glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes as he immediately issued the command.

"Whoosh!"

The big wolf dog's speed was extreme, turning into a pale blue blur that lunged at the Strange Jaw Dragon's chest.

The sharp icy teeth sank deep into the Strange Jaw Dragon's left shoulder.

Its short left arm, under successive bites,

was actually torn off alive.

The piercing cold spread once more.

Following the Strange Jaw Dragon's wound, in an instant half of its body was completely frozen.

From afar, it looked like an ice sculpture.

"Ding! A Little Spirit Scythe Helmet detected 300 meters ahead!"

Lin Mo's mouth hadn't even begun to curl up before it froze.

"Retreat!"

Lin Mo's expression hardened, and he hurriedly shouted at Lian Ni Chang behind him, "Go!"

"Throw sand!"

As Lin Mo's words fell, the blinding gravel surged forth again.

It obscured the Strange Jaw Dragon's vision.

Several minutes later.

Lin Mo and Lian Ni Chang had already arrived at the mountain's base.

"Roar!!!"

Listening to the piercing angry roars coming from behind, Lin Mo gave a bitter smile.

The Strange Jaw Dragon with elite peak strength is truly too difficult to deal with.

Even though Lin Mo had calculated everything, he still couldn't settle that Strange Jaw Dragon.

"Let's quickly leave the Secret Realm!"

Lin Mo handed over the big wolf dog's Spirit Ball to Lian Ni Chang.

"Mm-hmm!"

Lian Ni Chang nodded and said softly, "Once we get back, I'll have my father send people right away!"

"No matter what, I will definitely find Zhong Bo's corpse!"

"I have to say, although Lian Ni Chang is a rich young lady, she is still very sensible."

"She did not go back crying and shouting to look for Zhong Bo's corpse."

"Gazing at the Secret Realm's light ball before him, Lin Mo took the lead and walked forward."

"Hmph!"

"Accompanied by a muffled grunt, he felt a wave of dizziness in his mind."

"When Lin Mo opened his eyes again, what appeared before him were several Spirit Guards."

"Looking at their calm demeanor, it was obvious they still didn't know what had happened inside the Secret Realm."

"I'm withdrawing first!"

"Lin Mo glanced at the dispirited Lian Ni Chang behind him, waved his hand, and turned to leave."

"If it weren't for mutual interests, Lin Mo actually wouldn't want to have too much contact with this kind of rich second-generation."

"For Lin Mo, developing in silence is the best."

"Seeing Lin Mo leave, Lian Ni Chang reached out her right hand, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say."

"After hailing a taxi, Lin Mo quickly arrived at the Little Spirit Treatment Center."

"During this Secret Realm trip, several Little Spirits were injured to varying degrees."

"For the Little Spirits' development, they naturally need proper treatment."

"Four yuan in total!"

"The nurse looked at the treatment cost displayed on the instrument and asked Lin Mo, 'Cash or card?'"

"Let's pay by card!"

"Lin Mo handed over a bank card and immediately asked the nurse, 'Besides the Little Spirit shop, where else can Little Spirit items be sold?'"

"Sell items?"

"The nurse glanced at Lin Mo and muttered, 'Ordinary items can just be thrown into the Little Spirit shop; if they're more expensive, you can sell them at the Black Market!'"

"Black Market?"

"Hearing the term Black Market, Lin Mo couldn't help but frown slightly."

"Seeing Lin Mo's expression, the nurse covered her mouth and laughed, 'Don't be scared, that place isn't some shady spot!'"

"It's just buying some rare, obscure items!"

"The Spirit Guards haven't caused any trouble either, so you don't need to worry!"

"Lin Mo gave an embarrassed smile, rubbed his chin, and nodded, saying, 'Thank you, sister!'"

"Just call me Keke sis!"

"Lin Keke pointed at her own badge and winked at Lin Mo."

"Afterwards, carrying a Spirit Ball, she entered the treatment room."

"As Lin Keke left, Lin Mo plopped onto the chair and muttered softly, 'Fossil Armor and Hard Stone—it's still more profitable to sell them at the Black Market!'"

"Moreover, maybe you can find some rare items there!"

"The Little Spirit's treatment was very swift."

"Just half an hour later, Lin Keke was seen holding a basin with two Spirit Balls above it."

"Thanks!"

"Grabbing two Spirit Balls, Lin Mo was about to turn and leave when Lin Keke grabbed him."

"Look at you, so impatient!"

"The Black Market is held twice a month; the next one will be next week!"

"Hearing this, Lin Mo involuntarily stopped his steps and looked at Lin Keke: 'How do you know this so clearly?'"

"My dad sells all kinds of miscellaneous stuff in the Black Market!"

"Lin Keke smiled sweetly: 'Leave contact info, next time I can bring you along!'"

"Since Lin Keke said that, Lin Mo couldn't really refuse, and they exchanged contact information."

"Leaving the Little Spirit Treatment Center, the bright moon hung high in the sky."

"The autumn wind blew in, bringing Lin Mo a hint of coolness."

"Unbeknownst to him, it had already become autumn."

"If you want to get into the Spirit Academy, Da Zhen Feng's strength must not fall behind!"

"Lin Mo rubbed the Spirit Ball at his waist and muttered softly, 'I still have to train tonight!'"

"Inside the residential area."

"Da Zhen Feng! The stability of its random strikes still has room for improvement!"

"Miaomiao, don't make unnecessary movements, don't lick your claws!"

".........."