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Chapter 1181 - Chapter 1181 Chapter 363 Three Immortals Hunting Deer

Chapter 1181: Chapter 363: Three Immortals Hunting Deer Chapter 1181: Chapter 363: Three Immortals Hunting Deer The thief’s scream echoed throughout the entire carriage.

Leonard Churchill just watched coldly. Since they all came with hostility, he had no intention of showing these guys any kindness.

Moreover, since Sophia Jones by his side didn’t speak up, it meant that she would back him up no matter what trouble ensued.

Within merely a couple of breaths, the thief’s arm shriveled up completely, like the dry limb of a mummy, and his cheeks rapidly caved in.

Just when Leonard thought the thief was about to be bloodsucked to death by Prosperity, someone yelled out, “Peddler! Peddler! Quick, some Powder to save a life!”

“Alright, make way, make way!”

At that moment, a gaunt man carrying a wooden chest, selling cigarettes and various odds and ends, appeared from nowhere.

Leonard had noticed this fellow before.

Even though the carriage was so crowded that it was hard to move, this peddler always managed to scurry around selling his goods.

And the names of the goods he sold sounded very odd.

As he was pondering, the peddler, slippery as an eel, squeezed through the crowd and crouched beside the thief, who was about to be drained. After a quick glance, he immediately said, “Oh dear, this injury, it won’t come cheap. I’d say at least three years of Air Luck, and eight taels of Life Pattern…”

The thief was already gasping and could not quite catch his breath. Without hearing the rest, he agreed at once, “Fine… stop talking and save me, I agree to anything!”

“That’s settled then!”

The peddler didn’t hesitate; pulling open the chest he carried, revealing a trove of bottles and jars, he started rummaging and selecting one.

Leonard’s gaze also curiously shifted to the jars, which glimmered brightly, seemingly undisturbed by onlookers, and had labels with names on them.

[Muscle Growth Powder],[Super Strength Pill],[Vigor Renewal],[Life-Extending Dried Fruit],[Enlightenment Immortal Dew],[Thousand-Year Vengeful Spirit’s Soul Shards],[Ticket to the Realm of Immortal Spirits]…

Some names seemed frivolous, others solemn.

They gave a sense of mystery yet absurdity.

Leonard, looking at these names he had never seen on the market, couldn’t help pondering: Did these jars truly contain what was written on them?

He glanced at Sophia Jones beside him.

Although Sophia Jones didn’t speak, her expression seemed to say: It’s exactly what you’re thinking.

Leonard squinted slightly.

As he wondered, the peddler picked out a jar marked [Newt Worm], a mysterious Potion.

The ring had already been welded completely onto the thief’s finger and continued to suck his blood relentlessly.

It couldn’t be removed.

Seeing this, the peddler somehow produced a small knife shaped like a ginkgo leaf, and with a swift motion, sliced off the thief’s finger that was wearing the ring.

Before the man could wail, a dark ointment was slathered on it.

Leonard watched unblinkingly, curious to see how this fellow would save a life.

A miraculous scene unfolded before their very eyes.

The thief’s severed finger had just started to ooze some blood when the ointment stopped the bleeding. Not just that, the dark ointment visibly pulsed at the stump, then, like putting on a glove, a new finger grew right out of the severed end?

At that moment, the peddler reopened the jar, and the “dark ointment” on the thief’s hand wriggled its way back into the jar, as if it were alive.

Before long, not only had the thief’s finger regrown, but his depleted vitality and blood seemed to be fully restored as well.

It was then that Leonard saw a Crane Immortal Aegis Animal’s Illusion rise behind the peddler.

“A severed finger reattach?”

It was indeed an eye-opening moment for him, and he thought, “Could it be the legendary ‘Undying Worm’?”

Having witnessed the therapeutic effect, Leonard recalled something that only existed in myths and legends.

It was said there was a mythical Worm that fed on human corpses but could also heal human injuries, a precious tool kept by Insect Masters for saving lives.

However, such extraordinary insects had been extinct for many years.

At least in the past few hundred years, no one had mentioned seeing one.

Yet now, he had seen one in the possession of a peddler on the train.

Witnessing this, Leonard mused to himself, “There really are some priceless items in the hands of the Immortal Aegis Animals on this train…”

Thinking this, his gaze turned to the other jars in the peddler’s chest that was being packed up.

Meaning, everything inside was a treasure, too?

Sensing what Leonard was thinking, Sophia Jones, smiling, reminded him, “The things the peddler sells come at a high price.”

Leonard’s eyebrows rose: “Oh, is that so.”

…

The thief who was nearly dead and now spryly hopping around.

The [God-stealing Ring] and the severed finger fell to the ground together.

That piece of severed finger now appeared completely like a dried up twig, void of any life.

The onlooking passengers clearly recognized this heirloom of the White Family, each one eyeing it with envy but not daring to pick it up.

At that moment, the sharp-faced thief pulled out a piece of black cloth, swiftly wrapping up the ring and picking it up.

Just having lost a finger over it and taken a severe beating, he couldn’t help but spit disdainfully at the ring.

Watching the man attempting to take his ring, Leonard finally spoke up: “Hey. That ring belongs to me, sir.”

Since the man came with bad intentions, Leonard saw no need for courtesy.

The sharp-faced man responded with disdain: “Everyone saw that I was the one wearing that ring. Are you saying it’s yours?”

Thieves often don’t work alone; they operate in gangs.

On cue, many of the passengers started to clamor.

Listening to the man’s shamelessness, Leonard chuckled coldly.

The thief had the advantage in numbers, feeling fearless, and scoffed, “Besides, who can prove it’s yours? If you call for it, will it respond to you?”

At his words, Leonard simply chuckled and shook his head, casually calling out: “Prosperity.”

As soon as he spoke, the ring wrapped in the black cloth stirred and looked ready to fly out of the thief’s hand.