"Master Tang, come in quickly."

Yang Yuan hurriedly ushered Tang Song inside and closed the door.

Zhao Jiayan tactfully turned and went to the back hall.

"Mr. Yang Yuan, look, this is the Golden Arrow. I've exhausted quite a bit of energy on this, and I estimate I won't be able to work for three days. The item you wanted was harder to carve than I imagined."

Tang Song peeled back the beast hide, revealing the large, solid gold arrow within.

The arrow was entirely golden, three centimeters thick, a meter long, with intricate, profound patterns etched onto its surface.

Just at first glance, Yang Yuan knew the arrow was extraordinary, for an inexplicable feeling made him sense the arrow was almost alive.

"Is this the Golden Arrow?"

Curiously, Yang Yuan took it and asked, "Is this arrow really carved from ordinary gold?"

"What else?"

Tang Song said, "You feel the arrow is alive, right? That's because I've infused it with my spirit, giving it Divine Charm and spirituality. Of course, spirituality might be overstating it, but it definitely has Divine Charm. As long as you don't use it to slay gods, this charm will never fade. It might even become more potent as time passes, possibly evolving in a thousand years."

Yang Yuan only believed two words from all that.

Divine Charm.

He curiously asked, "Can this arrow ward off evil spirits? Do you think this arrow could counter those things that knock at our doors at night?"

"What are you thinking?"

Tang Song was speechless: "The Godslaying Arrow contains the ultimate killing intent and annihilating nature, not related to good or evil. The power to ward off evil belongs to positive energy or sunlight, which subdues dark entities."

This guy knows quite a lot.

"Alright, I'll pay you the rest now."

Yang Yuan had no intention of reneging and directly took out thirty-nine thousand Spirit Monster Cores.

Instantly, Tang Song's eyes sparkled; it was his first time making such a large deal.

With so much wealth, he could buy resources to enhance his abilities.

He hurriedly packed the Spirit Monster Cores, one by one, into the empty travel bag he specifically brought.

Yang Yuan didn't rush him and let him count slowly.

After Yang Yuan stored the Golden Arrow into the Void Ring, he continued refreshing the crossbow experience on the side.

He wanted to see if the 'Panoramic Red Dot Sight' designed by Minister Wu would still have aiming effects after becoming a Marvel.

If it did, he would use this new structure to craft the Golden Arm Crossbow.

By the time Tang Song left, it was nearly dark, and the hunters had returned.

Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan then reopened their shop to reclaim the rented Marvels.

However, they were surprised that most Superpower Users returning today were injured, with some even disabled.

Almost none of these people brought back prey.

In the five days Yang Yuan had been at this camp, this was the first time encountering such a situation.

"What happened to you all? Why are you so battered?" He asked curiously.

Among them, many were mid-tier human level, like Lango, who's a mid-tier.

A man across from him spoke indignantly: "A vicious team came from next door, killing indiscriminately. We were outraged and fought them."

"Hmph, although we're battered, they've suffered losses too. A bunch of arrogant fools dared to act arrogantly here; I wonder how they'll manage tonight!"

"May the Mountain God destroy them!"

"God will punish them!"

The people lined up to return the Marvels sneered coldly.

They've learned survival rules at the cost of many lives here. The Mountain God won't directly tell them not to go out at night.

The Mountain God's decree only keeps evil spirits out of houses.

As the Superpower Users returned, Zhao Jiayan frowned: "Many Marvels are missing, probably many died. We suffered a big loss this time."

Yang Yuan said nothing; he had anticipated such happenings, so he was mentally prepared.

Though he didn't expect that nothing had happened for the past four days, not even a single Superpower User had died despite their risks.

Yet today, over a hundred died suddenly.

As nightfall approached, Director Yan suddenly left the camp with a team, full of vigor.

The scene made everyone in the camp tense.

Zhao Jiayan whispered: "Perhaps there's going to be a war. Shall we help or watch?"

Yang Yuan first looked to Jiang Yiyi: "Yiyi, can you see what's happening?"

Jiang Yiyi immediately replied: "A group of people is approaching, not those bad guys."

Yang Yuan's eyes flashed, patiently waiting.

Indeed, just ten minutes before the curfew at ten p.m., Director Yan and his people returned with a large group.

Among those people, dismembered limbs were everywhere; many were unconscious, of overwhelming numbers.

As they were taken into the camp, the place quickly filled with the smell of blood.

Jiang Yiyi, who had foreseen this, was the calmest.

In contrast, Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan were somewhat shocked.

"So many people... could Director Yan have a side we didn't know about? Is he saving lives?" Zhao Jiayan was amazed.

She previously thought Yan Chenggong was a powder keg indifferent to outsiders' lives, ready to explode at any time.

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