Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 838: Chapter 494: Dust Resentment Blood_2 @@novelbin@@

Logan, who was about to pay, froze, and his actions stopped as well.

“A thousand Spirit Stones, boy, isn’t your inn a bit too greedy? For such a little Spirit Wine and these few dishes, you have the nerve to demand such a price. Do you really take us for clueless out-of-towners, thinking we’ve never tasted such wine or eaten such dishes?”

Even in the best taverns outside, the most you would pay is a hundred Spirit Stones at most.

But to think that this inn would demand a thousand Spirit Stones right off the bat.

That’s no small sum; ordinary people can’t just come up with that kind of money.

“Ha, dear guest, you must be joking. Since you are a connoisseur of wines, you must know that our wines are made from Spirit Plants, not just any ordinary mundane wine…”

Before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Logan’s sneering.

“Are you not clear about how many Spirit Plants are in this?”

“With just that slight trace of Spiritual Energy, you have the audacity to pass it off as top-grade Spirit Wine. Where do you get the nerve, or should I say, how can this inn have such gall? I’m not paying that money. This table is worth at most fifty Spirit Stones, take it or leave it!”

After speaking, he directly took out fifty Spirit Stones and tossed them over.

“You, are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with our establishment?”

Logan sneered, “Don’t play the victim here. The ones causing trouble for the guests are you guys.”

Upon hearing this, the server turned a shade of green and white as if a sore spot had been poked.

Immediately after, he gestured to his manager.

The manager came over with a few muscular men.

“Humph, you want to dine and dash? First, you’ll have to take a beating from our fists!”

Logan glanced at those bulky men, almost unable to contain his disdain.

“Such pathetic figures. I’ll give you a chance, come at me all at once!”

His words truly pricked the fragile egos of the men, their faces turning red with anger as Spiritual Power burst forth from them.

Logan raised an eyebrow; they weren’t ordinary humans after all, no wonder this inn was so brazen.

Still, he didn’t regard such levels highly.

“Go on, teach this insolent brat a lesson, show him there’s always a higher mountain!”

The manager ordered the men to surround and beat Logan.

But before any of them could even touch Logan, he had already darted behind them.

“How fast, when did he?”

“Of course, it was while you blinked, idiots. All brawn and no brains, that’s probably you guys!”

Logan swung his fist, sending one of the brawny men flying with a single punch.

While beating them, he didn’t forget to taunt them.

Before they could react, they were already flipped onto the floor.

They hadn’t expected that Logan, who didn’t appear as strong as them, could throw punches that none of them could withstand even combined.

“How can this be, who exactly is this guy?”

The brawny men began to feel intimidated, but remembering their jobs, they charged at him again.

However, their combined efforts still couldn’t deal with Logan.

In the end, they were thrown to the ground one by one, with pots and pans crashing all around.

Even so, the manager’s legs had turned to jelly, almost collapsing in fear.

Logan, with a glint of malice in his eyes, said mockingly, “I accidentally broke some of your things, don’t need to compensate for them, right?”

The manager was shivering with fear and quickly waved his hands at Logan’s words.

“No, no need, Sir, please be merciful. It’s all our fault for not recognizing greatness. We were wrong; we’ll never dare offend again. You can drink the wines as you please. Would the two of you need lodging? We’ll also provide premium rooms for free, just hoping for your leniency.”

Logan didn’t want to cause trouble, especially since the innkeeper was so quick to kneel.

Seeing his cringing demeanor, Logan snorted coldly, no longer paying attention but tacitly accepting the offered compensation.

The manager carefully instructed his staff to clean the premium rooms; Nineteen had just finished drinking and was now clamoring for more wine.

At the sound of another drink request, the innkeeper went pale.

At first, he had thought of fleecing someone for a meal, so he was happy to let him drink as much as he wanted, taking delight in his heavy drinking.

But now that the wine was given freely, and Nineteen still drank so much, it was like gouging out the innkeeper’s heart, no different from stabbing a knife directly into it.

However, to avoid offending Logan, the formidable “Spirit,” he dutifully went to pour more wine.

Logan watched the backs of these worldly people with a mocking smile.

The next day, Nineteen had sobered up somewhat, but still felt dizzy from the hangover.

Nevertheless, he didn’t forget about taking Logan to the Secret Land.

After a bit of preparation, still unkempt, he took Logan to the Secret Land.

“Does only the Master know about this Secret Land, no one else?”

Hearing this, Nineteen turned to look at him, eyes seemingly filled with arrogance.

“Those are the common fools, like the majority of today’s Sects, mostly fools. If you follow their lead, you’re destined to scramble for their leftovers. Opportunities must be seized on one’s own,”

“Just so you know, the reason no major powers have set their eyes on this place is not because they don’t want to but because it’s set to open in six months. Before that time, it’s difficult for ordinary people to notice, but I am different. Don’t lump me with those fools; I have a passage that allows entry ahead of time. Kid, you could say you’ve hit the jackpot.”

“You, boy, have a solid foundation and good physique. Never would have thought your luck would be this good too. Perhaps in the future, you might go even further than I have.”

“Master is joking.”

“Alright, enough talk. Since you’ve called me ‘Master,’ I should give you, my disciple, a welcoming gift. Take three steps back and stand right there without moving.”

Logan, sensing something, stood there without a word.

Afterward, Nineteen performed a hand gesture, chanting incantations under his breath.

Beneath Logan’s feet, a golden circle of light began to rise out of nowhere.

It started as a mere flicker but soon enveloped him completely.

Before Logan could react, his figure had vanished into thin air.

Nineteen, looking at Logan who had been transported into the Secret Land, clicked his tongue and chuckled, “Kid, your chance has been given. From now on, it’s up to you. This fellow has some spirit; he’s not likely to fall so easily.”

Muttering to himself, he took a swig from his flask and swiftly headed back home.

At that moment, Logan felt space twist before his eyes, briefly blinding him.

Then he found himself in a grassland.

As the brightness before him dimmed, he could see everything clearly.

When he saw the Spirit Grass on the grassland, even someone as experienced as he was taken aback.

“Oh, all of this is Spirit Grass? These are rare medicinal herbs seldom seen outside, and there are so many here.”

He also noticed something amiss — the moment he entered, he could deeply feel that the Spiritual Energy here was much thicker than in the outside world.

No wonder it was a uniquely blessed Secret Land; the Spiritual Energy alone was extraordinary.

He certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity to harvest these Spirit Grasses, picking each one he could find.

Just as he was enthusiastically gathering them, there was a rustle, and the next moment, a thick Blood-colored Vine shot out.

If not for Logan’s quick reflexes to dodge away from his previous spot, he might have been impaled by the vine, split into two halves.

The vine was blood-red in color, its hue glistening like blood.

“Blood-colored Vine? There are these ghostly things here too?”

Clearly, the vine had its own self-awareness and was attacking the intruder.

Logan didn’t delay; he drew his sword and began to strike at the vine.

He infused his sword with a great deal of Spiritual Power, its light specially effective against evil spirits.

The Blood-colored Vine only struggled a few times before quickly being dispatched by him.

“Hmph, thought it was something impressive—turns out it’s just this much skill,” he scoffed, truly not taking the Blood-colored Vine very seriously.

After confirming that the vine was completely dealt with and that no other threats were present,

he resumed harvesting the Spirit Grass, turning it into Spirit Medicine, and consumed it on the spot for his Cultivation.