Chapter 6: Great Harvest

Zhang Dong, wearing a smile, slowly walked out from the thicket.

His gaze fixed on the panting Bigbeak Bird, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

"Abo Snake, it can't fly anymore—eat it for me!"

Zhang Dong now looked very pleased, glancing at the wide‑eyed Wang Yang, who had died horribly on the spot, and laughed: "Good brother, this isn't my fault—when a person doesn't act for themselves, heaven and earth destroy them!"

"Tsk!"

Lin Mo, hiding behind the giant tree, rubbed his chin and involuntarily shook his head: "Truly, human hearts are treacherous—to scheme like this!"

You should know that Zhang Dong and Wang Yang had obviously been good friends for a while.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to enter the Secret Realm together.

But no matter how good the friendship, it doesn't last when faced with danger and profit.

Lin Mo's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he muttered softly: "In this world, the only person one can trust is oneself!"

Although the Bigbeak Bird's right wing was completely crippled, it showed no fear when facing the Abo Snake lunging at it.

A sharp white light flashed across its keen beak.

"Peck!"

This is the most basic attack move of a bird-type Pokémon, and likewise a desperate strike of a bird-type Little Spirit.

If even the Flying-type Little Spirits cannot use their flying moves

then the Peck move is their ultimate desperate attack.

The Abo Snake opened its bloody maw, and waves of foul stench rushed toward the nose.

The Bigbeak Bird appeared quite calm, staring with its sharp eyes fixed on the Abo Snake.

"This Bigbeak Bird is truly out of stamina!"

Seeing the Bigbeak Bird motionless, Zhang Dong broke into a grin.

Everything before his eyes indicated that the Bigbeak Bird had lost its fighting ability, which would increase the chances of his Abo Snake winning.

Gazing at the swiftly approaching Abo Snake, the Bigbeak Bird suddenly moved.

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by a piercing tearing-of-the-air sound, the Bigbeak Bird's beak pierced the air like a spear, shooting out swiftly.

The incredibly sharp steel needle directly pierced the Abo Snake's lower abdomen.

Bright red blood instantly stained the Abo Snake.

At the same time, the Abo Snake's sharp teeth also sank into the Bigbeak Bird's left wing.

Its deep‑purple venomous teeth continuously injected poison into the Bigbeak Bird's blood.

The Bigbeak Bird, which had been normal‑colored, now showed a faint deep‑purple hue.

"Keep biting—tear its wings to shreds for me!"

Zhang Dong in the distance kept roaring, never thinking of recalling his Abo Snake.

At this moment the Abo Snake suffered severe wounds, bright red blood gushing out like a fountain.

If it loses too much blood, the Abo Snake could die at any moment.

"As long as I subdue this Bigbeak Bird, what's the sacrifice of this novice‑level Abo Snake?"

Zhang Dong's face turned ferocious as he shouted loudly: "Abo Snake, go for it!"

"Plop!" With that, the Bigbeak Bird collapsed to the ground.

The wing injury, plus the poison flooding its body,

the Bigbeak Bird could no longer resist and fainted outright.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the Bigbeak Bird fall, Zhang Dong became visibly excited, throwing his head back and bursting into loud laughter.

At this moment the Abo Snake swayed, staggering as it collapsed to the ground.

The wound on its lower abdomen prevented it from crawling properly.

Lying on the ground, its large eyes stared fixedly at Zhang Dong.

"Trash!"

He glanced at the Abo Snake on the ground, snorted coldly: "I never expected it to drag on this long—it gave me a fright!"

As he spoke, Zhang Dong's gaze turned to the distant Bigbeak Bird, a smile spreading across his face: "This is just an ordinary‑level Bigbeak Bird—its price would surely run into tens of thousands!"

The purchasing power of money in this world is ten times that of his previous life.

For example, a house that cost 1,000,000 in his former life now costs only 100,000 here.

Therefore, tens of thousands is already a huge sum for a mere novice‑level Little Spirit hunter.

After all, even normal hunting would take time to save up that amount.

"Da Zhen Feng! Poison Needle!"

A faint, echoing call suddenly rang out, and a light‑brown Little Spirit instantly appeared behind Zhang Dong.

Several deep‑purple poison needles instantly pierced Zhang Dong's chest.

Its pure‑white face instantly turned deep‑purple.

"You!!!"

Zhang Dong widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Lin Mo, his face full of disbelief.

He never expected there to be another Lin Mo lying in wait at the end.

He pointed his finger at Lin Mo, but the words 'you' stuck in his throat and wouldn't come out.

In the end he could only direct his gaze toward the Abo Snake nearby.

"Abo Snake, kill him for me!"

At this moment, the Aba snake gave a feeble glance at Zhang Dong, showing no reaction at all.

Obviously, Zhang Dong's previous series of actions had already chilled the Aba snake's heart.

"Hehe!"

Lin Mo let out a cold laugh, glanced toward the distant Da Zhen Feng, and said, "Let's end the battle!"

As Lin Mo's words fell, the Da Zhen Feng lifted its sharp steel needle, turning into a fleeting phantom.

It pierced straight through Zhang Dong's neck artery.

Bright red blood gushed continuously from Zhang Dong's neck artery, and in the blink of an eye his complexion turned ghastly pale.

He collapsed dead on the spot.

Seeing the scene before him, Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh in relief.

"It's finally over!"

Looking at the carnage strewn across the ground, Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh again.

"We should tidy up the aftermath!"

Lin Mo was the first to loot the packs of two Little Spirit hunters.

Besides the Spirit Balls corresponding to the two Little Spirits, there were also three empty Spirit Balls.

There was over 1400 yuan in cash, along with a bottle of hemostatic spray.

"So poor!"

Lin Mo shook his head, and smoothly placed the Aba snake and the little Lada into Spirit Balls.

Just these two Little Spirits would fetch roughly around 5000 yuan at sale price.

Of course, this assumes the two Little Spirits have been healed.

As for the highest‑valued ordinary‑grade large‑beaked sparrow, its price must be assessed by a professional Little Spirit organization.

But according to Lin Mo's estimate, the base price would be at least tens of thousands of yuan.

"We should go!"

Seeing the blood covering the ground, Lin Mo knew they couldn't stay long; he glanced at the Da Zhen Feng beside him and said:

"We retreat!"

Hearing Lin Mo's command, the Da Zhen Feng flapped its wings and rose, staying tightly behind Lin Mo.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

The surging rain fell continuously, washing the battlefield soaked in blood.

As for Lin Mo, he had already left.

Originally, given Lin Mo's steady temperament, an early retreat would have been wise.

But now that he has two empty Spirit Balls in hand, Lin Mo feels a bit eager to try.

It's not that he wants to capture new Little Spirits; rather, his Da Zhen Feng has never properly defeated a Little Spirit outright.

"The harvest is there, but the Da Zhen Feng's experience still lacks some!"

Don't be fooled by the Da Zhen Feng's power, which has risen to Level 14, as it's all superficial.

Without the Grinding of blood and sweat, this strength may not be evident when facing Little Spirits weaker than itself.

But once it faces Little Spirits stronger than itself,

the Da Zhen Feng will appear extremely flustered.