Chapter 9 Five-flower deer

Entering the mission hall, Yenny only casually glanced at the mission board hanging in the center of the hall, and then picked an mission from the steward to go to the periphery of Wanze Mountain for hunting low-order demonized creatures alone. Compared with other tasks, she liked this kind of simple and rough one, not only could increase the spirit stone or integral, but also could exercise her pratical combat ability, which was killing two birds with one stone.

Wanze Mountain periphery was safe, where activities were some of the first, second order monster beasts, as long as careful not to randomly enter the deep, with Yenny's ability, there was no problem to survive.

Except for the first two times she teamed up with Yuri three years ago to hunt monsters, she had always chosen to go there alone.

Today, she was lucky. Shortly after entering the mountain, she met a group of first-order five-flower deers.

There was nothing particularly useful about this monster, but the meat was very delicious and tastes excellent, so only selling meat, such a big body could be exchanged for at least five pieces of spiritual stones.

Yenny automatically converted the five-flower deer into a hundred low-quality spiritual stones, and she planed to attack them without letting one of them escape. She used reluctantly the jade of trap-rune that could be used only one last time, trapping all the five-flower deer.

The real effect of the trap-rune jade was not more than half an hour. Within half an hour she had to bring them all down, or if the time's out, they would be more capable of escaping than any of the first-order monsters.

Yenny stepped on a unique footwork of anceient god clan into the battle directly to combat, not even by weapons, but directly by her fists.

Her fists were hard and fast, and in the blink of an eye, she knocked down two deers. Strength, speed and accuracy were completely beyond the level of meditation phase.

Yenny was happily busy in the fighting. More than half of the nineteen five-flower deer had been killed.

This kind of beating with fists made Trure Trone pause when he accidentally passed by. The energetic girl looked familiar. Where did he know her?

She was wearing the standard garb of the Cloud school, Trure didn't expect to see such a special female physical cultivator in recent years. Just as Trure Trone classified Yenny as physical cultivator, her situation suddenly changed.

The useless trap-rune jade did not insist on finishing half an hour, ending its mission in advance, so that the last three five-flower deer trapped took the opportunity to flee out.

The girl sighed, but without throwing herself into disarray, she calmly struck down the nearest deer, and was not in a hurry to chase after the other two, but directly grabbed the most inferior sword from the storage bag and sending out a set of basic Purity swordsmanship to the left and right directions, and then the two five-flower deers running off was down one after another.

Trure Trone was surprised that the girl was more than just an physical cultivator.

In the "Base of Purity" of the Cloud school, there were only three simple moves for swordsmanship in total, and Yenny just used the swordplay that all students could learn. The most common swordsmanship, in the girl's hands, had been taken to such an extreme that it multiplied its power. Was she going to go down the path of physical and sword cultivator?

Trure Trone was suddenly very curious about the girl in front of him, a student who did not even have the proper guidance of a private teacher, but what she was doing was quite creative and broad.

Yenny had no idea that she was being watched up close by Trure Trone.

She was exhausted now. Ninety percent of her mana had been taken out of her in what seemed like a simple half-hour battle.

Especially in the last two sword moves, the loss of mana was so great that she insisted on collecting all the bodies of deers, without even changing the place, and directly sitting down and took out the spiritual stones for absorbing their reiki.

When Yenny had recovered enough to open her eyes, she almost rolled and crawled backward, startled by Trure's big face.

Yenny gasped for breath, no wonder she hadn't been aware of his presence; their abilities were so different.

"But this man, who had been a teacher for many students, appeared out of nowhere. What was he doing so close to her? He didn't know people were scary by people?" Yenny complained about the old man in front of her. Even though Trure Trone might look like a handsome man in his twenties, he was actually nearly a thousand years old.

Trure Trone, too, was shocked when Yenny suddenly opened her eyes.

It struck him at once that indescribably funny that the little girl was, when she was so frightened, had managed to roll and crawl away, pretending to be calm, instead of screaming as girls usually did.