Fey Evolution Merchant - Chapter 640

A gentle but cold voice sounded out. “Captain, Meng Xu is useless now. Let’s ignore him. Even if you interfere in this fight and save him, he’ll never amount to anything more than a piece of trash with three Normal grade feys.”

The curly-haired man froze and glanced at the woman with dark green-tipped fingernails. He seemed to be deep in thought.

The woman with dark green-tipped fingernails continued to speak. “I’ve always been the team leader. Have you noticed that all the unorthodox behavior that took place during fights in the last year had something to do with Meng Xu? He’s always there in a fight that ends in the death of a spirit qi professional’s fey. Since he’s in trouble now, our Savage Snake Guild Club can use this opportunity to push all the blame for the unsanctioned activities on him. Besides, he never thinks of saving us a piece when he earns money through the Sense-Stealing King Venom’s exclusive skill.”

The curly-haired man replied in an enigmatic voice, “Si Ying, you must have been planning this scheme for some time.”

The curly-haired man returned to his seat. Who could say which part of the speech of the woman with green-tipped fingernails convinced him?

Regardless, he was no longer going to call for the match to halt in order to save Meng Xu.

The woman laughed with a sweet twinkling.

“Only idiots fall for schemes. I wasn’t going after Meng Xu. He’s just too stupid.”

At that moment, a Plum Rain Wall appeared around Meng Xu and his no longer fused feys.

This snapped the pipe that was extracting their vitality, and they immediately recovered from their blissful state. They immediately collapsed on the cold ground.

Meng Xu’s hair had turned white, and his skin was covered with wrinkles. He had lost an enormous amount of vitality and looked like a withered old man.

The Combined Body Sand Worm, Sense-Stealing King Venom, and Armored Demon Scorpion’s bodies had shriveled to 1/3 of their initial sizes. They were a dry shell of their former selves.

After Huo Zeyuan announced Lin Yuan’s victory, the Radiance Palace erupted into ear-splitting cheers.

The scene was almost identical to when Chu Ci defeated Chen Hongfeng.

“Wow! Who is that handsome man? He’s so strong! Why haven’t we heard of him?”

“The Savage Snake Guild Club’s Meng Xu deserves to lose! The emergency helper shouldn’t have saved him. How annoying! It’ll be great if Meng Xu can’t even get up from the ground!”

“This challenge was one-sided domination from the start. But he should have summoned his feys! I really want to know what feys he contracted!”

Lin Yuan had saved his trump card by only using the Platinum I/Fantasy III Jasmine Lily. This allowed him to protect his identity as Black.

From the beginning to the end of this match, Lin Yuan had shrouded himself in mystery. It was as though he was covered in a layer of fog that obscured him. However, it only stoked the flames of curiosity even more.

When he heard the thunderous cheers, Lin Yuan’s lips curled upwards.

Lin Yuan suddenly felt that it was also a good choice to be front stage. He finally understood why so many spirit qi professionals were willing to do whatever they could to participate in the S Tournament.

Lin Yuan walked up to the spectator stand and took one last glimpse of Meng Xu.

Besides the usual disdain, Meng Xu also seemed rather pathetic.

It was not his lack of power and the current state of his body that made him seem pathetic. It was because he was an S Tournament participant in his own right and aimed for greatness from the beginning. All of his efforts were directed toward the dueling ground.

He should be bravely holding his head up high to acknowledge the struggles he went through during the match and the praise he should be receiving after he won.

However, he had been completely crushed in front of thousands of people at the Allstar Match and was now enduring the crowd’s insults.

How ironic.

His entire journey had been nothing but a sham.

When Lin Yuan returned to his seat, Xin Ying, Tan Ran, and Lu Pinru opened their eyes.

After Lu Pinru opened her eyes, she felt full of energy.

Her mind had also been comforted when the Cold Snow Pine resin entered her body and touched her soul.

In contrast, when Xin Ying and Tan Ran opened their eyes, they were unbelievably weary.

They had been trapped in a prison of their deepest fears. Despite regaining consciousness, they still felt strangely downcast.

The three of them heard an elderly voice singing. “What kind of man are you? You watched her leave and said nothing about it. How naive are you? Stop holding back and letting her slip out of your grasp when you clearly want her back!”

There was nothing special about this song. The Sparrow Voice Loli supreme-rulerdess had sung it on one of her live streams.

This song had attracted many female spirit qi professional fans for the Sparrow Voice Loli supreme-rulerdess.

It was a song that touched the hearts of middle-aged women.

The song was good, but the old man was singing and laughing at the same time. He was tossing porcelain bottles full of medicine pills into the garbage bin.

This sight was rather odd.

At that moment, Master Hong Shen turned around and was about to stretch when he noticed the three of them sitting up and staring at him.

Master Hong Shen was startled and choked on his saliva, sending him into a coughing fit.

Master Hong Shen’s coughing was intense. His face turned red, and he clutched his chest as he exclaimed, “Why didn’t the three of you say anything after you woke up? My soul only just recovered. Instead of trying to add to my happiness, are you trying to scare me to death?”

Xin Ying, Tan Ran, and Lu Pinru’s eyes lit up, and Xin Ying asked excitedly, “Grandpa Hong, your injury has healed?”

Xin Ying, Zhang Xiaobai, and the rest had worked with Master Hong Shen while also doing missions for the Extreme Guild Club. They had collected spiritual ingredients for him and known each other for more than a decade.

Naturally, Xin Ying was delighted to hear that Master Hong Shen’s soul injury had been healed.

Master Hong Shen continued to massage his chest as a wide grin spread across his face. He looked at Xin Ying, Tan Ran, and Lu Pinru’s eyes with gratitude.

“I want to thank the three of you for assisting me in collecting spiritual ingredients to help with my soul injury for the last 15 years. If the three of you hadn’t met with trouble, Zhang Xiaobai wouldn’t have asked me to come!”