Chapter 61

Neither of the two is a good person!

Although Zhao Futu's facial expression remained unchanged, he felt a faint anger in his heart. These two people completely ignored his opinion and acted as if they had already decided to take advantage of him! He hadn't even agreed to use the general's soul for an exchange, yet these two people had already started openly and secretly competing for the ownership of the general's soul. Such an attitude was a clear sign of disrespect towards Zhao Futu.

However, he had to endure it!

He had just completed a main storyline mission, and he was not supposed to interact with these people during this battlefield mission.

But he was not willing to return just like that. Was he supposed to come to the Three Kingdoms world and simply complete a skirmish mission and then go back? There were Zhang Jiao, Zuo Ci, and Hua Tuo here. Whether it was obtaining part of the "Taiping Jing," "Dun Jia Jing," or "Qing Nang Shu," any of these would be a tremendous help to him. As the saying goes, "Great wealth comes with great risk." This space clearly favored those who were willing to take risks, as the difficulty of the forced main storyline missions gradually increased. The more benefits he gained in the battlefield space, the easier it would be for him to complete the forced main storyline missions.

He was not willing to return just because of the small benefits he gained in Wancheng!

However, compared to these contract holders who had experienced multiple storyline worlds, his strength was still far behind. Perhaps his strong perception ability could help him hide the fact that he was a newcomer. But once a real fight broke out, even with an additional 50% attribute boost, it would be difficult for him to match these people, as this battlefield space was of normal difficulty for them, a medium-intensity (Level 3) battlefield that they should challenge.

Thus, he endured and observed the situation!

...

In response to the white-faced man's provocation, the tall woman named 'Ling' gave a very simple and straightforward answer.

Because it was just one word — "Get lost!"

"You!" The white-faced man's handsome face turned red with anger, and his expression of shame and annoyance was very obvious. He glared at the woman with a look like that of a venomous snake.

No matter how much he had said, it was all rendered powerless by her simple one-word response.

A single "Get lost" completely destroyed the atmosphere he had tried to create and clearly told Zhao Futu that although the white-faced man had come forward to compete for the right to trade the general's soul, she did not take him seriously at all. The tall woman demonstrated her strength in a very domineering way, showing that she was actually superior to the white-faced man.

"Ling, do you really intend to fight me here?" The white-faced man's face turned ashen as he said fiercely.

His eyes gradually turned blood red with anger. Zhao Futu's powerful vision, enhanced by his reconnaissance skill, revealed that the man's eyes turned red and gradually became double pupils, one large and one small, looking extremely strange. There was no doubt that the white-faced man was a contract holder who had undergone bloodline enhancement and was no longer a human body.

In response to the man's fierce words, the tall woman did not say much. Instead, she took out a yellow talisman and, with a flick of her wrist, said in a firm voice:

"Dragon God's Pardon, Wind God's Power!..."

A strong wind suddenly blew!

The wind whipped up sand and stones from the ground, and the sharp wind blades were like solid objects, cutting deep grooves into the ground. The grooves were ten centimeters deep, and if a person were hit by these wind blades, the damage would be more terrifying than a bullet!

This move immediately startled the white-faced man, who had just made a fierce threat. He was not scared by the wind blades but by the fact that the woman had immediately taken action without any provocation. He quickly retreated, and with a wave of his hand, an ice mirror appeared in front of him. A series of cracking sounds followed, and the mirror was covered with dozens of scratches before shattering into a pool of ice water.

He glared at the tall woman and shouted, "Madwoman!"

"Do you want to die?!"

"If we attract Zhang Jiao, neither of us will have a good outcome!"

However, the woman named 'Ling' showed no intention of stopping. She flicked her wrist, and a small, light yellow dot fell into her palm. Then she formed a hand seal and said firmly, word by word:

"Lin!"

"Bin!"

"Dou!"

"Zhe!"

...

The white-faced man's face finally changed completely. He retreated nearly a hundred meters away and quickly said, "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

"Madwoman! You win!"

"The general's soul is yours! I won't compete with you anymore!"

After saying this, the white-faced man felt utterly humiliated and had no intention of staying. He directly disappeared into the night, quickly vanishing from the sight of the two people.

...

On the side, Zhao Futu's expression was very strange, a mix of wanting to laugh but not daring to.

The tall woman's hands stopped forming the seal, and she tossed the small yellow dot in her hand. Turning around, she saw Zhao Futu's strange expression and raised her fine, long eyebrows, saying lightly, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. It's uncomfortable to hold it in!"

As a result, Zhao Futu couldn't laugh.

The white-faced man hadn't seen clearly, but Zhao Futu, standing behind her, had seen everything clearly.

The tall woman named 'Ling' had first taken out a real yellow talisman and used authentic Daoist magic. However, the second thing she took out was a light yellow square candy. The white-faced man had been scared by her immediate action and, seeing her form a hand seal, became even more panicked. He didn't notice that what she had in her hand was not a yellow talisman but a candy to scare him!

What a brilliant psychological tactic!

At this moment, Zhao Futu couldn't help but admire her.

There was no doubt that the woman did not dare to truly fight in the Yellow Turban camp. However, her series of psychological suggestions made the white-faced man believe that she was really willing to fight there.

Thus, she used a square candy to scare off her competitor!

"You saw it!" The tall woman walked up to Zhao Futu. She had long, slender, and well-proportioned legs, and her height was about the same as his. She had a faint, pleasant scent, not like perfume but slightly like sandalwood. She looked at Zhao Futu and said seriously, "The space has issued an important mission to the first and second batch of contract holders. One of the mission objectives is the general's soul in your possession!"

"You must be a contract holder from the third batch or later, right?"

"You saw it, didn't you? They won't give up easily! So keeping this item is dangerous. Many contract holders have seen you here. Even if they don't dare to act in the Yellow Turban camp, they might try to lock onto your next mission world's location once back in the space. So, it's best if you trade this item to me!"

Zhao Futu raised an eyebrow. His eyebrows were thick and gave him a heroic look. He looked at the tall woman and said with a playful tone, "Are you trying to pressure me?"

"Since they don't dare to act now, I don't need to trade it immediately, right? Besides, if it comes to it, I can just sell it to the space."

The woman named 'Ling' slightly frowned and then said coldly, "If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

"Here, you can still get a relatively fair trade, but with others, you won't be so lucky!"

"As for selling it to the space," Ling sneered and said, "Check again to see if the space still allows you to sell it."

Zhao Futu was taken aback and quickly looked into his private space. He was shocked to see that the appearance of the general's soul had changed, and its attributes had also shifted:

"Dong Min (Two-star General's Soul)." (Status: Mission Item.)

"Origin: Yellow Turban Rebellion."

"Item Rarity: Gold."

"Material: Soul."

"Weight: 15 grams."

"Effect 1: Devour, permanently increase strength by 10 points, agility by 5 points, and stamina by 5 points. Activate the general's soul's bloodline, automatically lock the main battlefield to the Three Kingdoms era. Fusion requirement — Law Body." [Contract holder No. 1013 has an ordinary body and cannot fuse the general's soul. Please upgrade to a Law Body and try again.]

"Effect 2: Summon the general's soul. The contract holder can summon the general's soul once in each mission space. The soul's attributes are 60% of its original, lasting for 10 minutes. Cost: 1000 survival points, 1 large soul fragment."

"Effect 3: Fusion, forging, absorption. The general's soul can comprehensively upgrade the level of some equipment!"

"Effect 4: Activate a core gold main mission item. Cannot be sold to the space, drops upon death!"

...

Ling looked at Zhao Futu, whose expression had changed, and said slowly, "Our purpose for entering the Yellow Turban camp is to kill the awakened historical generals of the Han Dynasty and obtain their dropped general's souls."

"If I'm not mistaken, your main mission is not here."

"But now that you've entered the Yellow Turban camp, the general's soul on you has been automatically locked as a mission item. Such items cannot be sold to the Nightmare Space."

With that, Ling turned to leave and said lightly, "I can give you a day to consider."

"No need," Zhao Futu's voice was a bit dry, and he said with a bitter smile, "If you can offer me a satisfactory price, I can trade it to you."