Chapter 561 - Go, Call for Help

Gu Han paused and turned his head. He saw a tense young man not far away, dressed in rather shabby clothes. His cultivation was at the ninth stage of the Earthly Tribulation realm, and he was looking at Gu Han nervously.

“What token?”

“T-the token for the Kunling Relic Site.”

Gu Han raised an eyebrow as he smiled amusedly. “You really have the relic site’s token?”

His neither-too-loud-nor-too-soft voice drew the attention of those nearby. They all stopped in their tracks, staring at the young man with strange looks on their faces.

The young man appeared like he was about to cry. “Senior! Please keep your voice down.”

Gu Han wanted to laugh. He’d experienced this kind of scheme back in Yue Mountain City. He hadn’t expected to experience it again right outside Lingyun City after all these years.

Thus, he asked teasingly, “How much?”

The young man glanced at the surrounding crowd, then gritted his teeth. “Well... Twenty drops—no, ten. Ten drops of Transcendent Substance will do. You better hurry! I-I’m in a rush.”

Ten drops would be enough for him to break through to the Transcendent realm, and his life would become much better.

Gu Han chuckled. “So cheap? Let me see it then.”

The young man hesitated, glancing around as if on guard against something. Chongming rolled his eyes and simply hid behind Gu Han, closing his eyes to rest. Xiao Hei followed suit, nestling against him and rubbing against his divine feathers, squinting in comfort.

The crowd jeered without mercy after hearing Mo Xun’s words.

“Ten drops? What a bargain!”

“Come, come, ten drops each, I’ll take as many as you’ve got!”

“Heh, if it’s a real token, forget ten drops, I’d pay five hundred!”

Among the crowd, a few rogue cultivators seemed to recognize the young man and couldn’t help teasing him, “Mo Xun, you’re trying to swindle people again.”

Mo Xun hurriedly denied it, “No! This is real!”

Another person laughed. “You said that last time too, and what happened? You tried to pass off a spirit item as a True item and got caught. Not only did you fail to get a single essence crystal, but you ended up getting beaten so badly that you had to recover for months.”

Mo Xun’s face flushed bright red. “How dare you slander my good name! That was a True item... they wanted to steal from me, so they called it a spirit item. Y-you don’t understand anything!”

“Senior, don’t believe him!”

“This isn’t the first or second time. This guy’s a con artist!”

“Hmph! You must be tired of living trying to deceive a Saint realm senior!”

The crowd kept up their mockery. Mo Xun glanced at them with his face red, then gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Gu Han called out to him, “Wait. You’re a Mo?”

“Yes...”

“Which Mo?”

From the crowd, a rogue cultivator quickly stepped forward with an ingratiating smile. “Senior, this man is Mo Xun of the Mo Clan. A thousand years ago, the Mo Clan was a fairly well-known second-rate force in the Tiannan Realm. But overnight, their entire household was annihilated. Only a few branch family members survived because they happened to be away from home. Of course, a thousand years have passed, and now only Mo Xun is left.”

With that, he glanced at Mo Xun again, mocking him, “He claims the Mo surname, but he’s practically got no connection to the Mo Clan from a thousand years ago.”

Mo Xun was so ashamed and angry he wished he could die. He clenched his jaw and was about to stomp away once more.

Gu Han called out to him again, “Wait. I’ll take your token.”

He hadn’t expected that after the Mo Clan was wiped out back then, a descendant would still survive.

That rogue cultivator seemed not to have heard clearly. “What? Senior, this man is a swindl—”

Before he could finish, Gu Han shot him a glance, silencing him completely.

Mo Xun’s face lit up with joy. “Senior, y-you really want it?!”

“Bring it out.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Mo Xun seemed to think that since Gu Han was a Saint realm cultivator, he wouldn’t bother toying with him.

He gritted his teeth and took out a token, handing it to Gu Han. “Alright!”

Gu Han paused because the token was covered in rust and felt heavy in his hand. “Hm?”

Clearly, it was real. Honestly, even if the token had been fake, he would still have taken it. Regardless of anything else, no matter how far removed Mo Xun was, he was still half a clansman of Mo Chenyin. Gu Han would have still given him some benefits out of affection for her. He just didn’t expect the token to be the real deal.

He frowned slightly. “Since the token is real, why didn’t you sell it to the Lingyun Merchant Association?”

Everyone was stunned, and that rogue cultivator appeared especially incredulous. What?! How’s that possible?! And he was about to sell it for ten drops of Transcendent Substance? Is he out of his goddamn mind?

Mo Xun stammered, “I-I can’t get in...”

Gu Han was puzzled. “Why not?”

Before Mo Xun could answer, a commotion erupted from afar.

“There!”

“We found him!”

“You bastard, let’s see you run this time!”

Over a dozen figures landed nearby.

The leader was a burly man at the third stage of the Transcendent realm. He shoved aside the surrounding rogue cultivators and locked his gaze on Mo Xun. “Is it him?”

Behind him, a tall, thin man stared at Mo Li with a cold smile. “It’s him! Figured you’d come to Lingyun City. Good thing we were waiting here. Hand it over! Or else, you die!”

Half scared and half angry, Mo Xun couldn’t hold back any longer. “That token is clearly mine—”

Gu Han cut him off, “Wrong. I bought it. It’s mine now.”

The burly man’s expression shifted slightly after seeing Gu Han. A Saint realm cultivator’s words carried a different weight than Mo Xun’s. Of course, he wasn’t particularly afraid either.

He said to Gu Han, “Sir, surely you don’t want to stick your nose in this?”

Gu Han smiled faintly. “Stick my nose in? He’s willing to sell, and I’m willing to buy. How is that sticking my nose in?”

The burly man turned hostile. “The goods might be good, but you should consider your own weight. The Lin Clan is also in business, and our family head and elders are inside the city right now—”

Gu Han raised an eyebrow and laughed. “The Lin Clan? Don’t tell me it’s the Lin Clan of Lin Changmei?”

A pang shot through the burly man’s heart. Old Ancestor Changmei’s gone!

His face twisted with fury. “That’s right! It’s the Lin Clan! If you know what’s good for you, mind your own business!”

Everyone’s expressions shifted. The Lin Clan?!

Over a month had passed, and news of the Lin Clan’s annihilation had spread. Nevertheless, the Lin family head had gathered the remaining clansmen and come to Lingyun City. Although they were no longer a second-rate force due to Lin Changmei’s death, they were still far stronger than a third-rate force.

Mo Xun gritted his teeth at Gu Han. “Senior, I appreciate your kindness, but the token should still—”

Just then, Chongming poked his head out. “The Lin Clan? The Lin Clan whose spirit tea tastes terrible?”

Gu Han smirked. “Master Rooster, that’s them, alright.”

The burly man suddenly came to his senses after spotting the rooster. He stared fixedly at Gu Han, grinding his teeth. “It’s... you?”

Although he had never met Gu Han before, he had been there when Chongming subdued Xiao Hei. I am pretty sure it’s the same rooster!

Gu Han grinned. “Yeah. What a coincidence, isn’t it?”

The burly man’s anger surged as he pointed at Gu Han, his expression contorting with rage. “Good! You ruined the Lin Clan. I’ll make sure you die without a burial today—”

Before he could finish, a wisp of Saint might descended, reducing him into a cloud of blood mist.

Everyone gasped. Such a ruthless man! Still, how could a mere Saint realm provoke the Lin Clan?!

Gu Han shifted his gaze to the tall, thin man and smiled. “Go. Call for help.”