Chapter 149

Seeing that the person was Childe, Lin Mo's expression was strange.

Why did this guy come again?

He had just tested him during the day, and now he came again at night.

"I know you are surprised by my intention, but I have a reason for having to come."

Childe smiled to himself and said: "I came this time mainly to buy that Art of Sword Flight from you—the method of controlling a sword from a distance or flying by sword. If you want Mora, you can say it, and I can buy it."

"If you don't want Mora, you can have other things, as long as I have them."

"Even if you let me do one thing for you, it's fine."

Regarding Lin Mo, Childe felt it was better to be straightforward about his intention.

"Buy the Art of Sword Flight?"

Hearing Childe's words, Lin Mo's expression was strange.

No wonder this guy came to find him; it turned out he was here to learn the ability of sword flight.

Unfortunately, he couldn't teach this stuff.

He had copied it himself.

Secondly, even if he could teach it, he wouldn't.

"I don't want anything."

Lin Mo shook his head, making Childe raise his eyebrows, and he slowly said: "Friend, everything in the world has a value. If you are unwilling, it means the chips I offered are not enough. Whatever the value, as long as you say a number or a thing, I can definitely do it for you. There is nothing in this world that I cannot do!"

Saying this, Childe had a face full of confidence!

Childe didn't believe that things were priceless.

If they existed, it meant the price offered was not enough.

Today, he must get this Art of Sword Flight!

"Is that so."

Seeing Childe's words and his confident appearance, Lin Mo nodded gently: "Can you make me richer than the Tianquan Star of Liyue?"

Childe: "..."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Childe's mouth twitched slightly: "This joke is not funny. Although I said anything, it's not about whimsical things."

Ningguang's wealth was famous throughout Teyvat.

In all of Teyvat, there was probably no one richer than Ningguang.

The wealth under her name was so vast that few people on the entire continent could match it.

To make this person richer than Ningguang—how was that possible?

Let alone impossible.

Even if it were possible, he wouldn't do it.

"See, you can't give me the money I want."

Hearing Childe's words, Lin Mo nodded gently: "Then can you make me sit in the position of one of the Liyue Qixing?"

Childe: "..."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Childe's face turned even darker: "Let's talk about the Mora problem."

This guy really dared to think—sitting in the position of the Liyue Qixing.

Let alone Lin Mo thinking about it, even he wanted to.

But he also knew that this was a dream and simply impossible to achieve.

"See, you can't solve money or power."

Lin Mo shook his head gently: "And you said there is nothing in this world you can't do. Isn't that nonsense?"

"I let you name your price, not let you talk nonsense."

Childe rubbed his temples: "Your sword flight method is good, but it's only good. If you really want to talk about value, it's not that great; it's just a method. The Mora and power you mentioned have already exceeded this limit."

"I am interested in your Art of Sword Flight, but only interested. To make my Master happy, it doesn't prove how much value your Art of Sword Flight has."

"In my opinion, your sword flight method still has major flaws."

Speaking of this, Childe's figure swayed slightly, and the rich Hydro elemental power instantly condensed into two Hydro spears.

Lin Mo's Art of Sword Flight still had a significant gap for him.

It was just a few swords; as long as his speed was fast enough, he could completely use weapons to block Lin Mo while capturing him.

Because he had observed during the day that when Lin Mo flew by sword, he didn't move much himself, and he felt this was Lin Mo's problem.

Secondly, there was no fluctuation of elemental power on Lin Mo.

The witty him had already judged everything.

Just as Childe thought he had completely mastered the situation and decided to capture Lin Mo in one fell swoop, letting Lin Mo see that his Art of Sword Flight was not that powerful.

Lin Mo's body suddenly emitted a strong aura, and the sudden change in temperament made Childe's pupils shrink sharply.

Childe's pupils instantly shrank to the size of needle points, but it was too late to react. Lin Mo's figure instantly disappeared from where he was, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing Lin Mo disappear instantly, with even a blurry afterimage left in place, Childe's expression changed drastically, shocked: "How could it be."

What kind of speed was this, to be so fast that a blurry afterimage appeared?

This was a sign of speed reaching the extreme.

The other party was clearly an ordinary person, and without any Vision, nor did he make him feel the power of Wind, how could the speed reach such an incredible level?

Even an ordinary Wind Vision holder, with the help of Wind power, couldn't do it this fast.

No, it wasn't just fast; it was impossible to leave an afterimage in place.

In this instant, Lin Mo's figure seemed to have disappeared.

Childe looked around in shock, trying to find Lin Mo's trace, but Lin Mo seemed to have truly disappeared.

How could a Millelith soldier have such speed!

The speed Lin Mo suddenly displayed made Childe completely overturn his previous guesses.

This Millelith soldier completely overturned all the thoughts in his mind.

"Bang!"

The next second, Childe suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from behind.

He didn't have time to turn around, only feeling a powerful impact on his chest, as if hit by a giant rock.

With a "bang," his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, his body drawing a perfect arc in the air, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The sudden attack made Childe feel intense pain, as if the internal organs in his body were about to fly out.

The next second, Lin Mo appeared again.

His figure emerged from the shadows like a ghost, his gaze deep, and there was no expression on his face.