Chapter 17: Hunter's Alley Buys Arrows (Part 2)

  Li Ran furrowed his brow and shook his head again, dissatisfied with this arrow as well. He casually asked, "Isn't there something even better?"

  "Better?"

  The old hunter's smile suddenly froze on his face.

  Seventy cents for one arrow, the price is already unbearable for most hunters. How many arrows do you need to shoot each time you enter the mountain? How much money will that cost? Will it be earned back?

  The old hunter furrowed his brow, and Li Nian's always calm expression was filled with doubt.

  "Hmm, there are better ones too, kid, just worried you'll waste it."

  The old hunter said, closing the drawer and stretching his hands to the bottom of the wooden case with force, lifting it up, and under it, a sharp arrow lay quietly in the stone trough, shining with crystal-like edges.

  The old hunter pointed proudly at this sharp arrow and said:

  "This is the best of my goods, sharp as bone, with a shocking killing power. Usually only top hunters would buy this kind of thing to deal with ferocious beasts. This one arrow costs 10,000 yuan. Kid, based on your current abilities, I advise you that what suits you is the best. An arrow like this, you can't even use it, even if you bought it, you wouldn't be able to bring out its true power."

  The old hunter said here, and a faint disdainful color flowed out of the corner of his eyes to look at Li Ruo Dao. This child's heart is too high, which has made him somewhat dissatisfied.

  Li Ran sighed and shook his head slowly under the gaze of the old hunter:

  "Is this the best you have here? I'll go check out other places then."

  Li Ruo Knife turned around and wanted to leave. These arrows are not as good as the ones in Gong Sun Li's beast skin bag, Li Ruo Knife looked at them with disappointment. If you want to exert stronger power from that half-spiritual crossbow, there is no way without sharp arrows.

  "You..."

  The old hunter suddenly became angry, slammed the wooden case shut with a bang, and shouted loudly: "Wait, I have better ones, of course. Just be afraid you can't use them. Come on, follow me to the back room."

  The old hunter stormed off towards the back in a rage.

  Li Ran Dao smiled slightly, unexpectedly the old hunter's pride was still quite heavy. It seemed that this time he would see his many years' treasure.

  Li Ran Dao shook his head and followed behind, the two of them turned a corner and entered the back room. This was clearly where the old hunter slept at night, the bed was neatly made, and the room was tidy and clean. The old hunter knelt on one knee on the bed, stretched out his hand, and pressed hard on the wall beside the bed. With a creaking sound, a hidden compartment popped open. The old hunter carefully took out a bundle of animal skin bags from inside, turned around, and handed an arrow to Li Ran Dao.

  The old hunter asked with some indignation:

  "Take a look at this, can it still enter your eyes? It's said that this set of arrows is made from hundred-refined steel plus three kinds of rare metals, the whole body is pure and refined, shooting like the wind, piercing iron like mud. I've been dealing with hunting equipment for over 20 years, this is the best thing in my hands."

  Li Ran took the arrow and saw that there was a flowing pattern on the arrowhead, the whole body was smooth and sleek, pleasing to the eye, and the tip of the arrow was sharp and fierce, surpassing even Gongsun Li's arrows.

  "Good, good arrow."

  Li Dao couldn't help but praise him.

  The old hunter's face was full of pride as he turned back and looked at Li Fenger, who was wearing tattered clothes, and said with his head held high:

  "That's natural, I only have twelve of these arrows in total, and each one costs as much as eight taels of silver. This is the treasure of my shop. Kid, if you hadn't provoked me, I wouldn't have taken them out for you. These things are not something you can use..."

  Li Ran Dao smiled faintly and ignored the old hunter's implication. He quickly took out his purse from his bosom and opened it:

  "Twelve arrows, each arrow costs eight taels of silver, so it's a total of ninety-six taels. Luckily I have just enough money, and I've bought these arrows."

  Li Ruo put out ninety-six taels of silver and placed them on the old hunter's bed.

  Staring at so much silver, the old hunter was stunned and speechless, never having thought that such a large sum of wealth would be casually pulled out by a child who didn't look like much.

  Almost a hundred taels! Is it possible for even a strong and skilled hunter like you to earn so much money in just a few years?

  And yet this young man is spending so much money just to buy a few arrows, which will be consumed after being shot and are hard to retrieve.

  This was beyond the old hunter's understanding, and he stared blankly for a while before stuttering: "Kid, do you really want to spend so much money on arrows?"

  Li Ran nodded: "Right."

  The old hunter's mouth was shut tight: "But, but child, why did you buy such an expensive arrow? You can't even bring out its power..."

  Li Ran took the animal skin bag from the old hunter's hand, pulled out all the arrows inside and grasped them in his hand, feeling quite satisfied with the weight. He looked up and asked:

  "May I try out these arrows?"

  The old hunter hastily said: "Alright, I'll go get you a bow."

  "It doesn't matter."

  Li Ruo said, suddenly turned around and raised his hand, with a whooshing sound twelve arrows shot out at the same time, neatly printing a precise circular shape on the green stone wall behind.

  Twelve arrows, each one spaced precisely as if measured with a ruler.

  The old hunter stared at the circular mark on the wall in shock, the twelve arrows had penetrated the bluestone wall to exactly the same depth, all one inch deep, not a fraction more or less. Li Ran's knife smiled with satisfaction as he turned around and pulled out the arrows from the wall, and the old hunter's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

  It wasn't until now that he realized he had misjudged, it wasn't until now that he knew the person in front of him was not a young and inexperienced hunter, but a profound and powerful opponent.

  Without mentioning the 96 taels of silver, he didn't even frown and took it out. Just look at his technique earlier, relaxed and elegant, with a light wave of his hand, he arranged the twelve arrows in such an orderly manner. This kind of skill is not something ordinary people can achieve?

  The old hunter has been hunting for a lifetime, and such a wonderful trick is also seen in his life.

  The old hunter's face turned bright red as he recalled his own attitude just now.

  Li Ran Dao brushed off the arrow, and with a satisfied feeling from his just-released shot, he turned around, waved his hand and said: "I'll keep these arrows, farewell."

  "Wait a minute."

  The old hunter hastily stopped Li Ruo Dao, took two quick steps forward and handed over the bundle of animal skin bags in his hand, saying somewhat embarrassedly:

  "You spent so much money on arrows, I'll just give you this quiver for free. It's made of mountain spirit leather, very durable, usually worn at the waist to hold arrows, and can also be used for defense in times of crisis. Alas, without arrows, keeping this is useless..."

  Li Ran was delighted, thanked him and took it over. He opened his upper garment tied at the waist and inserted the arrow into the beast skin bag again. It was indeed tight and convenient to take the arrow.

  The old hunter bid farewell again, shaking his head and watching Li Ruo leave with a dazed expression. He felt that the experience of the past moment was so strange, bringing endless waves to the heart of an ordinary and dull old man.