Archdemon

The more you look at the more you want, the more you will be happy.

"You're already golden?" An Rurui huddled in Huo Ling's arms. When she heard his words, she couldn't help but look up.

"That's right!"

Since Huo Ling was preparing for a breakthrough, the two hadn't seen each other for several months. Before, in order to prepare materials for the breakthrough, he had borrowed some magic stones from An Rurui.

It's the hardest to accept the favor of a beautiful woman. I didn't expect Huo Ling to be a gigolo and be eaten by an old cow.

Since An Rurui and Huo Ling got together because of the contract, she let herself go and regarded Huo Ling as her man.

As for Huo Ling, it's hard to say anything about this. Anyway, he was taking advantage of it.

"Then it seems that I will come to you less often in the future." An Rurui was stunned. She didn't expect Huo Ling to break through to the gold level so quickly.

She is only at the third level of silver now. When she first met Huo Ling, he was just a mage who had just advanced to the black iron level not long ago. She didn't expect that he would become a professional at the gold level now.

This made her feel a little jealous. They were all silver. Although he was a spellcaster, they were still a good match. As a result, he became a gold-level mage. Wouldn't she be actively clinging to him?

Huo Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "It's up to you. How about you introduce me to some white, rich and beautiful women at the gold level?"

Not taking the initiative, not taking responsibility, and not refusing, this is the modern man.

"You wish!" An Rurui couldn't help but raise her body after hearing this, staring at Huo Ling with wide eyes, and the quilt slipped from her snow-white shoulders: "Come on! Keep going!"

"Ah? You haven't stopped since last night, take a break." Huo Ling hurriedly shook his head and refused.

"If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't mean it doesn't work. What's the point of taking a break?" An Rurui grabbed Huo Ling's strengths and shouted angrily.

"!? OK, OK, OK!"

...

"Master, I'm going to advance to the gold level too!" Wilmot found Huo Ling that day and told him the good news.

"When!?" Huo Ling was overjoyed.

Wilmot was originally a shaman who fell from the gold level. The bottleneck of the gold level did not exist for him. After a few months of recuperation, the damage to his soul caused by the secret technique he had used had also been restored.

If it weren't for Huo Ling's failure to break through to the gold level, he would have recovered to the gold level long ago.

Soon, a huge magic vortex rose in the plantation again. It took a few days for Wilmot to advance to the gold level again.

After Wilmot recovered to the gold level, he took out the equipment that had once been in the gold level and put it on one by one.

Huo Ling couldn't help but stare at this scene. He grabbed the equipment and amulets on Wilmot's body.

"You actually have a full set of gold-level equipment?!"

"Master, I'm a gold-level shaman, and I'm also a noble. It's not surprising that I have these equipment." Wilmot laughed.

"Sell all these equipment and exchange them for a set of mage equipment for me." Huo Ling has been coveting gold-level mage equipment for a long time, but unfortunately he is short of money.

"Master, these equipment used by gnoll shamans can't sell for many magic stones, and even if they are sold, they can't buy many mage equipment." Wilmot couldn't help sighing, he wanted to keep his set of equipment.

"Okay, you keep it."

Huo Ling let go of Wilmot, he was telling the truth, second-hand shaman equipment can't sell for much money, but if this set of equipment is sold, it will be expensive to buy another set of equipment, it's not worth it.

"You have to find a way to make money!" Huo Ling couldn't help sighing.

Although Huo Ling has advanced to the gold level now, he can't find any way to make money for the time being. If he develops the resource points around Tuoyuan, the easier resource points have been allocated.

Now, he can't make a penny. As for joining the official army, although he can make some money, how can he work as a boss? He will never work in his life.

"Go back to Blue Star and check my spiritual world coordinates!"

After thinking for a few days, Huo Ling decided to go back to his spiritual world to see if there are any opportunities to make money.

I heard from the goblins that there are still many tribes around the walking corpse city. If he clears them out, he may make a lot of money.

Especially the young red dragon. If it doesn't work, he will go to find the bad luck of this dragon.

He did it as soon as he said it. During this period, he had used the undead enlightenment technique on the few silver-level spellcasters under his command, and they could all be responsible for work as intelligent undead.

This time he was going back

When he arrived at his spiritual world coordinates, Huo Ling replaced the skeleton Marlowe's job with a wizard and brought Marlowe to his side.

When he returned to his spiritual world coordinates again, Huo Ling was still with Wilmot. After he advanced to gold, he could bring Wilmot into this coordinate by using teleportation while opening the spiritual world coordinates.

Unfortunately, he could only bring him alone, because Wilmot and Huo Ling signed a master-servant contract, and their soul signals were consistent, so he could be brought here.

If he could bring other people into this spiritual world coordinates in large quantities, then this would definitely be a good place to build a plantation.

The land is completely free of charge, and there is no need to pay taxes, and the income is all his own.

Unfortunately, Huo Ling couldn't do it at this time. If he wanted to bring other people in in large quantities, he had to at least advance to the sanctuary, master the sanctuary-level spells, and teleportation to another world.

There is a long way to go!

Back to the City of the Walking Dead, Huo Ling felt the atmosphere here and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Master, are all the skeletons here made by you?"

On the high building, Wilmot pointed to the dense skeleton warriors downstairs. These were the skeletons made by the zombies killed by Huo Ling some time ago.

The strength of these skeleton warriors was very weak at the beginning. If it was not daytime, they would probably not be able to beat the zombies.

But as they continued to kill zombies along the way, Huo Ling asked them to absorb the flesh and soul essence of the zombies.

Now, most of the thousands of skeletons under the building have reached the peak of the apprentice realm, and thousands of skeleton warriors are waiting in the open space of the community.

When Huo Ling left last time, he asked them to stay here without any other instructions.

At least half of the zombies in the zombie city were killed by him, but no blind zombies came to find them, so these skeletons have not been moved recently.

So many skeletons are useless. The realm is too low, and it is not very useful for Huo Ling now.

With the movement of spiritual power, the skeletons below began to fight against each other. They had to absorb the soul fire of the losers in the continuous battle and evolve themselves.

When the winners among these skeletons absorb the soul fire, no other skeletons will attack them.

After any skeleton advances to a skeleton warrior, it will be separated from this large fighting field.

When Huo Ling returned here again, there were only a few hundred skeleton warriors left, and the ground of the community was densely packed with the remains of the skeletons.

Huo Ling put these winners into the skeleton cemetery and took them away with him.