Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter 535: Chapter 583: Generous Long Xiaoshan

Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Three

A dark red hand reached for the bone jar, and Long Xiaoshan let out a cold snort, swiftly grabbing the hand.

The person who made the move was the Blood Spirit King from the Xue Ling Sect.

With his wrist caught by Long Xiaoshan, his eyes flickered with bloodthirsty light, as if the seas of blood were roaring in his eye sockets, filled with the wails of resentful spirits and the howling of wolves.

However, Long Xiaoshan had no reaction whatsoever, his black eyes indifferently staring at him as he said, “Forgot what was said just now outside the door? Whoever enters first has the priority to choose.”

The Blood Spirit King was furious.

In the Southern Ocean, he was absolutely a figure of colossal status, especially in Nanyue, where even the president of Nanyue did not earn his regard.

Yet this fellow before him was being so rude to him.

He wished he could immediately drain this youngster dry of all his blood essence, for someone as robust as this would make an excellent tripod furnace for cultivating his blood arts.

However, seeing the unshaken eyes of Long Xiaoshan, the Xue Ling Sect Hierarch hesitantly began to feel a trace of unease; the strength Long Xiaoshan had displayed just now was not ordinary, and even if he made a move, he wasn’t very confident about it.

Moreover, it wasn’t just him here; there were also others like the White Dragon King and Snake Spirit Zunzhe.

The White Dragon King brought his hands together and spoke, “Amitabha, Blood Spirit King, since the agreement was made, let Mr. Lang Sha choose first.”

When the White Dragon King spoke,

the Blood Spirit King could only withdraw his hand reluctantly; after all, the White Dragon King was arguably the top martial artist in the Southern Ocean, and as a Buddha’s Gate expert, this baldy was the bane of high-ranking practitioners of ominous arts like him.

Seeing the Blood Spirit King withdraw his hand, Long Xiaoshan couldn’t care less about whether or not he harbored any grudge against himself.

He looked at the three treasures on the high platform: a green Dagger, a black Skeleton jar, and a white bone flute.

The three treasures emitted different powerful auras.

Not being a cultivator of witchcraft, he had no interest in these witchcraft treasures; he turned instead and beckoned to Lan Wan’er, “Wan’er, come here.”

Lan Wan’er walked up to him and looked at him.

Long Xiaoshan said, “You choose one.”

“You’re letting me choose?” Lan Wan’er pointed at herself with a face full of surprise.

The people around were astounded, looking at Long Xiaoshan with eyes that seemed crazed; this guy wasn’t an idiot, was he? Casually giving such a rare opportunity to a woman—those were ancient Witch Instruments after all, ones that looked extremely powerful.

Not to mention a woman, even a biological mother would not likely receive such a gift for free.

For these cultivators, supreme ancient Witch Instruments were treasures beyond price, invaluable. The struggle for such treasures often led to the severing of relationships between brothers, and even between fathers and sons.

“Of course, you’re the one to choose. Go on and see, take whichever you like,” Long Xiaoshan said without hesitation.

Lan Wan’er, without moving, looked at Long Xiaoshan with eyes brimming with moisture. She couldn’t believe Long Xiaoshan was so generous, so readily giving her such good things. She felt so touched that she wished she could throw herself into Long Xiaoshan’s arms immediately. No second person in the whole world who loved her like he did could be found—she really liked him so much.

Seeing the affection in Lan Wan’er’s eyes, Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly at her.

He gave her a look, urging her to quickly make her choice.

Lan Wan’er didn’t stand on ceremony any longer, walking up to the high platform, looking left and right, picking up each of the three Witch Instruments to take a thorough look, and finally, she took the white bone flute in her hands. The white bone flute was as smooth as jade; holding it, she felt a connection to it, as if with her soul.

Although the other two were extraordinary as well, they did not resonate with her like this one did.

Sometimes treasures also followed feeling; a true treasure would choose its owner rather than the other way around.

Lan Wan’er took the bone flute and came down.

As soon as she finished choosing, those who were left immediately started a fierce debate over the distribution of the two remaining artifacts. Long Xiaoshan, too lazy to get involved, pulled Lan Wan’er and Hua Die to one side.

Lan Wan’er threw herself into Long Xiaoshan’s arms; her watery blue eyes seemed to be dripping with sweetness, touching Long Xiaoshan to his core, “My master, my strongest and dearest master, Wan’er loves you to death. I want to bear you a bunch of children, at least ten.”

Hua Die’s face turned almost entirely red.

If a Maiden in Miao Frontier deeply loved a man, bearing his children was the expression of that love. But Lan Wan’er was being a bit too bold.

Didn’t she realize there was another girl beside them?

But Hua Die was envious too, that Long Xiaoshan actually gave such an incredible ancient Witch Instrument to Lan Wan’er. As a Gu Master, she knew very well the value of this instrument. Probably even in the Bai Witch Sect, it would be considered a Holy Artifact, one that even she, the Saintess, couldn’t wield.

Such a generous man.

Probably any woman would be helpless to resist.

Long Xiaoshan patted Lan Wan’er and said, “You little siren, now is not the time to be playful. When we get out of Death God Valley, see if I don’t deal with you.”

After a good long while,

they finally reached a result on the other side. The green Dagger was taken by the White Dragon King.

The Skeleton jar was claimed by the Blood Spirit King, but Snake Spirit Zunzhe got compensated and could choose three items first from those that were less valuable. Naturally, the Xingzhou Li Family and other forces got a share as well.

The crowd eagerly divided everything,

scouring all the Witch Instruments clean. In the end, Long Xiaoshan also got seven or eight Witch Instruments, which, though not as good as Lan Wan’er’s bone flute, were top-notch items outside—definitely Middle Grade Magic Artifacts.

The one Lan Wan’er chose, probably, was a Supreme Magical Instrument.

After everyone finished dividing the Witch Instruments, all were elated with their gains. Although the journey had been hard and many lives had been lost, the rewards were undoubtedly worthwhile. And this Hall of Witchcraft Tools was just one of the side halls; undoubtedly, other places had even more treasures.

All walked out and immediately headed towards another side hall, and after a while, they arrived at the entrance to one. Reading the text above,

they realized it was the Witch Medicine Hall.

However, seeing the stone statue at the entrance, everyone hesitated to make a move rashly.

These people stood far back and started casting spells from a distance, bombarding the entrance of the Witch Medicine Hall with beams of light.

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