Lin Yu, hidden in the shadows, also overheard the chatter of passersby.
He muttered to himself, "Is this too conspicuous?"
What Lin Yu didn't know was that his actions were far beyond just conspicuous.
If people discovered that his talent had undergone another transformation, he might attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.
After all, some people couldn't transform their talent even once in their entire lives, while Lin Yu transformed his every few months. This was simply monstrous.
There's always a reason for unusual occurrences, and someone might set their sights on Lin Yu.
Never underestimate the intelligence of others.
"It seems I need to be careful!" Lin Yu said softly.
With a thought, his five hundred clones immediately split into two groups. Two hundred clones rushed towards the battlefield, while the remaining three hundred scattered.
The scattered clones' armor began to change.
Some transformed into black robes, others into red cloaks, and still others into white-armored young generals...
Each one concealed their faces, but their styles had drastically changed, making it impossible for anyone to recognize them as Lin Yu's clones.
These three hundred clones dispersed, circled around, and then returned to the location where the other two hundred clones were.
However, these three hundred clones appeared in the guise of adventurers.
At this moment.
The fringe areas of the battlefield were bustling with activity.
This was because Lin Yu's clones had started working again.
When people saw three hundred out of the five hundred individuals leave, some began to speculate.
However, they soon arrived at a conclusion: those three hundred people were not clones but were deliberately mixed in to inflate numbers.
Although this guess was unreasonable, some believed it and consequently didn't bother to think any deeper.
This was because something they had eagerly awaited had begun.
Lin Yu's clones were seen starting to refine pills again.
At this point, Lin Yu possessed one of his clones and announced, "Everyone, after the secret realm expedition, I have returned!"
"Enough pleasantries, let's stick to the old rules. I'll refine pills, and you'll kill monsters for materials. You'll be compensated with Blood and Flesh Pills."
"However, I have now mastered the refining of Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pills. Therefore, the compensation remains the same, but one Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pill is equivalent to ten Tier One Blood and Flesh Pills. Do any of you have objections?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd was both surprised and delighted.
After half a month, upon meeting again, Lin Yu had surprisingly become a Tier Two alchemist.
He truly was a genius alchemist who had inherited the alchemy legacy of Master Yun. His progress was incredibly fast.
This scene was captured by many, and some even started live-streaming it.
After all, Lin Yu had always been a figure of great popularity.
In the live broadcast, the viewers were filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Finally, Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pills are out! My child can finally eat them. It's been so difficult."
"Alas, I regret it. My child just broke through to Tier Three combat power and missed out on the Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pills."
"I want to buy Blood and Flesh Pills and hoard them for my grandson to eat."
"Brother upstairs, how old are you?"
"Seventeen!"
"Holy crap, you have a grandson at seventeen?"
"You."
"What?"
"He's calling you his grandson."
The online world was abuzz with excitement, and many were sharpening their weapons. Some, upon hearing the news, immediately abandoned their rest at the base and rushed over.
In a short span of time, three to four thousand adventurers had gathered.
The crowd, gathered around Lin Yu's clones, fanned out and battled, striking fear into the hearts of the alien beasts, who fled the area in droves.
As the alien beasts fled, they turned their attention to the ferocious beasts. Even though the ferocious beasts had retreated deep into the mountains, this did not pose a problem for them.
However, soon, some began to curse, because there were always some masked individuals who would snatch their prey.
"Damn it, show your face if you have the guts!"
"I was also robbed by a masked ghost. The one who robbed me was wearing a white mask."
"The one who robbed me was wearing a tiger skin mask. It made me so angry."
"The one who robbed me was even more outrageous, dressed as the Grim Reaper. It scared me to death."
"You guys upstairs, why don't you fight back?"
"If we could win, would we be complaining here?"
"That's true!"
A group of people were trembling with rage as they had their monsters snatched by a group of masked figures.
What could have been the carcasses of ten alien beasts was reduced to seven, with three being snatched away.
Being robbed and unable to fight back made people's blood pressure soar. Some even vowed to surround and intercept the masked ghosts, only to be outmaneuvered by them.
After that, the crowd no longer dared to attempt to encircle the masked ghosts and became extremely cautious.
Individuals fighting alone began to decrease. Adventurers formed small teams, reducing their efficiency slightly but significantly improving their safety.
From then on, the masked ghosts never managed to snatch any more prey. Even if they killed an alien beast first, they no longer took the carcass.
This put people at ease. Some even deliberately let the masked ghosts kill the alien beasts, as they couldn't take the carcasses anyway.
It was expected that the masked ghosts would cease these unprofitable actions. However, to everyone's surprise, they seemed to become addicted, continuing this behavior, which they themselves deemed meaningless.
At a corner of the battlefield.
A masked figure killed an alien beast and then swaggered away, completely ignoring the beast's carcass as if it didn't exist.
Not far from him, several adventurers watched this scene with their mouths agape.
A burly man among them was stunned and said, "Why didn't he take the alien beast's carcass?"
"Is it because we are here?"
"I think it's unlikely!"
They all nodded in agreement. Their strongest was only Tier Four combat power, and the other five were Tier Three. A masked ghost could have swept them aside with one hand.
Unable to figure it out, the few quickly became overjoyed.
"Heh heh, this is a Tier Five alien beast. Perhaps they look down on it. Let's go, let's hurry and carry this beast back. This beast can be exchanged for a Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pill."
The few immediately lifted the alien beast's carcass and departed.
A similar scene unfolded elsewhere.
This was captured on camera. Some people were puzzled, some were grateful, and some believed that the masked ghosts simply looked down on low-level alien beasts.
Indeed, not long after, they saw several masked ghosts returning, carrying the carcasses of Tier Six alien beasts.
"As expected, they look down on alien beasts below Tier Six. After all, the travel time back and forth is quite considerable. It's better to just kill Tier Six alien beasts."
"Looking at it this way, they are quite decent."
"Indeed. Especially for adventurers below Tier Six, they eat the meat, and we get the leftovers."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, their impression of the masked ghosts greatly improved.
As the alien beast carcasses arrived, Lin Yu's two hundred clones began to refine pills.
They formed hand seals and employed their alchemy techniques.
Carcasses of alien beasts were dropped into the alchemical furnaces. Under the scorching alchemical flames, their blood and flesh power was extracted, and impurities turned into black smoke that drifted away, leaving behind Tier Two Blood and Flesh Pills containing pure energy.
"Finished!"
Instantly, rows of Blood and Flesh Pills appeared before the eyes of the crowd.