3: Chapter 3 Lin Mo is a Liar

Two boys, around seventeen or eighteen years old, were walking towards Lin Mo.

Both had mocking smiles on their faces, and their footsteps carried a deliberate air of arrogance.

"What a coincidence, classmates! I have something else to attend to, so I'll be going first." Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to slip away quickly as he spoke.

It wasn't that he was afraid of these two.

He was just afraid that they would turn around and reveal his location to a certain female student's father.

That was no laughing matter.

But how could Lv Dagen and Song Wennuan let him go so easily?

Lv Dagen quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Mo's shoulder, with no small amount of force:

"Hey, classmate Lin Mo, don't be in such a rush to leave!"

Lin Mo tried to break free, but Song Wennuan moved in from the other side and reached out to grab his arm.

With one on his left and one on his right, they held him like two iron towers, leaving him unable to move.

These two big oafs both possessed Beast Martial Souls that excelled in strength, and Lin Mo was truly helpless.

In no time at all, he was "dragged" by the two of them directly in front of Pei Luohan.

Lv Dagen secretly sized up Pei Luohan, his gaze sweeping over her curvaceous figure, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

But as soon as he met those cold, clear eyes, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Grinning to reveal a mouthful of white teeth, he said to Pei Luohan, "Beauty, did this kid just try to sell you some kind of Soul Skill awakening plan?"

Pei Luohan looked with interest at Lin Mo, who was sandwiched between the two and looked helpless.

She gave a soft "Mn."

"Ha, it really is!"

Lv Dagen immediately perked up, turning to look at Lin Mo with a mocking gaze.

"I'm telling you, Lin Mo, can you stop going around scamming people with your twisted logic? Haven't you caused Lu Mengmeng enough misery? I heard she's getting beaten by her dad several times a day now, it's truly miserable!"

"Exactly!"

Song Wennuan chimed in, his tone full of disdain, "Lin Mo, you're just a menace! Lu Mengmeng had such a great inherited Support Martial Soul, and now, thanks to your meddling, she can only release poison!"

These words made Pei Luohan's heart jump.

With her knowledge, she naturally understood the characteristics of Martial Souls.

Logically speaking, from the moment a person's Martial Soul is awakened, its functional category is already set.

Unless one reaches level 70 or above, and possesses the right time, place, and conditions, there is only a very slim possibility of mutation.

But even if it mutates, the fundamental category of the Martial Soul will not change significantly.

Why did it sound like, from these two, that the girl with the Support-type Martial Soul hadn't just had her Martial Soul mutate, but had even completely changed its category?

A flash of curiosity crossed Pei Luohan's eyes as she looked at Lv Dagen and asked, "This… little brother, tell me, how did this kid make that female student's Martial Soul change from a Support-type to an Attack-type?"

Seeing the beauty take the initiative to talk to him, Lv Dagen instantly became excited and hurriedly replied, "Beauty, you must have heard of the Four-Colored Clover Martial Soul, right?"

"You mean the Support-type plant Martial Soul of the East Sea Lu Family?" Pei Luohan was slightly startled.

Although the Four-Colored Clover Martial Soul was not top-tier, it was naturally destined to have four innate augmentation Soul Skills.

It could also be considered one of the special Support Martial Souls within the Dragon Kingdom.

"That's right, that Lu Family!"

Lv Dagen nodded like a pounding pestle.

"Originally, classmate Lu Mengmeng also awakened the Four-Colored Clover Martial Soul, and she was one of the very few geniuses in the Lu Family to have four innate Soul Skills upon awakening."

"But just because she listened to this bastard Lin Mo's mutation plan, not only are all four innate Soul Skills gone, but even the form and attributes of the Four-Colored Clover have changed."

Song Wennuan also nodded along, "That's why this Lin Mo is a fraud and a menace! Now, Lu Mengmeng's father wants nothing more than to skin this kid alive!"

But when their words reached Lin Mo's ears, Lin Mo refused to accept it: "Get lost, you're the fraud, your whole family are frauds."

"It was Lu Mengmeng herself who said she didn't want to be a support, that she wanted to be a little fairy who kills exotic beasts, and she kept pestering me every day to help her; otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered with her!"

"Damn it, for three hundred yuan plus a pack of spicy strips, I sold her a mutated Martial Soul. I really lost out big time on this deal!"

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved Lin Mo felt.

Not only did he suffer a huge loss, but he was also being hunted by her father. Where could he go to reason with anyone?

"Yo, are you getting cocky just because we said you were something?"

"Do you really think it was some damn plan of yours that caused Lu Mengmeng's Martial Soul to mutate? It was clearly Lu Mengmeng's special constitution that caused the mutation. With that trash theory of yours, grass would be growing on Lu Mengmeng's grave by now," Lv Dagen mocked.

"Stop wasting time talking to him. The right thing to do now is to catch him and hand him over to Uncle Lu to get the money," Song Wennuan reminded.

"Right, right, right. If it weren't for Uncle Lu saying he'd give us five hundred thousand for catching you, I would've sent you to the patrol bureau regardless."

However, when Lin Mo heard five hundred thousand…

"What! Five hundred thousand! Why the hell didn't you say so earlier? You've had me worrying for so many days!"

"Uh…"

Lv Dagen and Song Wennuan were instantly dumbfounded.

"Wait, why the hell are you even more excited than we are?"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes: "Can I not be excited? Five hundred thousand! My pockets have never had more than five hundred yuan in them, okay?"

"I don't care, I'll go with you guys myself, but I want a cut of three hundred thousand!"

In Lin Mo's view, going back with them would at most mean getting a beating.

As long as he didn't die, he would have three hundred thousand to change his fate.

By changing his Martial Soul's characteristics, he could soar to great heights and would never have to rely on others to scrape by again.

"Lin Mo, are you sick in the head? We're the ones catching you, why would we give you three hundred thousand?"

"Heh, if I'm not willing, do you think you can catch me and take me back?" Lin Mo smiled disdainfully.

His Soul Power was low, and his Martial Soul had no attack power.

But that didn't mean he was a soft persimmon that anyone could squeeze.

Don't forget, his Martial Soul was a Medicine Cauldron.

Besides a trash healing innate Soul Skill, he could also compound medicine.

System AI had long since provided him with countless potion formulas.

He couldn't refine some highly toxic drugs or those requiring precious medicinal materials.

But that didn't mean he didn't have ordinary sleeping potions, laxatives, or aphrodisiacs.

He had spent a few days working in a pharmaceutical factory, after all, so he really wasn't lacking those kinds of medicinal ingredients.

"Yo, I really don't believe you can escape from our hands!"

Lv Dagen and the other guy let go of Lin Mo and started rolling up their sleeves, preparing to give him a beating.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Pei Luohan, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, spoke up.

The three of them all looked towards her.

Pei Luohan glanced coldly at Lv Dagen and Song Wennuan.

"You two can get lost!"

"What did you say…" Lv Dagen was just about to show off a bit of masculine dominance.

The result…

"Get lost!"

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Pei Luohan had just coldly spat out one word.

The two of them were instantly sent flying far away by a wave of pressure.

Lin Mo saw the miserable state of his two classmates.

His brain buzzed.

Phew, thank goodness, thank goodness. She hadn't attacked him even after he had annoyed her just now. Should he call himself lucky, or should he call himself lucky…

"Hehe, thanks a lot for helping me out, big sister!" Lin Mo hurriedly showed a mouthful of white teeth to express his thanks.

"I have something to do at home, so I'll be going first. We'll meet again if fate allows."

As he spoke, Lin Mo prepared to slip away.

He didn't want to continue offending this thorny rose.

But how could Pei Luohan let him leave?

She reached out, grabbed Lin Mo by the collar, and dragged him towards the parking lot.

"Come with me!"