Chapter 17: Sources For Sale
Carrying his full sack, Jing Yan headed back to the city at full speed. It took less than a day after he left the Blackrock Mountains to get back to Dong Lin City.
The Glorious Weapon Store!
"Uncle Chenxing!" Jing Yan shouted as he entered the weapon shop.
"Jing Yan?" Holding his cane, Jing Chenxing walked out from behind the counter as fast as he could.
"You punk! I'm glad to see that you're okay." Jing Chenxing smiled.
Ever since Jing Yan had left Dong Lin City and entered the Blackrock Mountains, Jing Chenxing had been worried about Jing Yan's safety. Over those two weeks, he had paid several visits to the Jing Clan to ask if Jing Yan had returned from the Blackrock Mountains. He was never told anything useful, though.
Just before Jing Yan entered the weapon store, he had been wondering if Jing Yan was in danger. Now that Jing Yan had shown up in perfect health, Jing Chenxing let out a sigh of relief.
His gaze then turned to the beast skin sack that Jing Yan was carrying on his back.
"It looks like you've got quite a haul. Bring it over to me and let me have a look. Let's see what kind of Spiritual Beasts you hunted down," Jing Chenxing said, waving at Jing Yan with a smile.
Jing Chenxing thought Jing Yan had simply killed some First-grade Spiritual Beasts and brought back their bodies. So he had a quite casual look in his eyes.
A First-grade Spiritual Beast usually had a value of more than five Spiritual Stones. Jing Yan would have done pretty well to get that much within half a month.
Even though the Blackrock Mountains was a popular hunting spot in the region, not every warrior who entered the Blackrock Mountains could get something. Many warriors left with their hands empty.