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Translator: Silavin
Bian Lingzhu ultimately did not come directly to confront Qin Yichen. It seems like she wanted to obtain the Death Spirit King Spirit Pearl before settling accounts with Qin Yichen.
For the first time in her life, she had been spanked, and by a grown man at that!
This was something she absolutely could not accept.
*Swish!* With the sound of a sword, Zhong Zizhen arrived. Beside him was an Elder wearing an Alchemy Master’s robe.
“Ghost Face Alchemy Master… Shen Hebai!”
Seeing these two, Bian Lingzhu’s face changed drastically, clearly very wary of this person.
Zhong Zizhen might have shown signs of trying to please her in front of the Death King, but in the face of true benefits, any beauty was just a passing cloud. After all, with absolute strength, what kind of beauty could one not obtain!?
Now, he had the Ghost Face Alchemy Master by his side.
The Ghost Face Alchemy Master, Shen Hebai, was also a notable figure in the Central Continent. He was originally a Master in the Alchemy Tower, but was expelled for researching evil medicines. Later, he changed his identity and became the current Ghost Face Alchemy Master.
His strength was something to be wary of!
These two usually did not seem to have much of a relationship, but now they were walking together. It naturally came as a surprise.
“Didn’t expect Miss Bian to arrive a step ahead again.” After Zhong Zizhen arrived, he glanced at Qin Yichen and then said to Bian Lingzhu, appearing somewhat nonchalant.
“Why aren’t you looking for your Golden Firestorm Sword, what are you doing here?” Bian Lingzhu frowned and said coldly.
“Unfortunately, that sword seems to be in the hands of the Death Spirit King.” Obviously, Zhong Zizhen had come here after receiving definite information.
Bian Lingzhu’s pretty face changed again. It was clear Zhong Zizhen and Shen Hebai had joined forces!
This was an extremely thorny issue, especially since she had no backup by her side right now.
Thinking this, she inadvertently glanced at Qin Yichen, who was watching the show with amusement. After her expression changed several times, she finally curled her lips and said, “Cousin, you said you would get the Death Spirit King Spirit Pearl for your Little Sister, you can’t deceive me.”
“Cousin?” Hearing her voice, which was so sweet he could feel it in his bones, Qin Yichen’s whole body shuddered. He looked left and right, and found that he was the only one here! He pointed at his own nose, full of surprise as he asked, “Me?”
[What’s going on? When did he become her Cousin? When did I promise to give her the Death Spirit King’s Spirit Pearl!?]
Seeing that mischievous smile on Bian Lingzhu’s face, Qin Yichen suddenly understood.
Bian Lingzhu wanted to pull him into her camp to confront Zhong Zizhen and Shen Hebai. After all, the enemy was obviously too strong and they were too weak.
However, seeing Zhong Zizhen’s unfriendly gaze sweep over, Qin Yichen knew that no matter how he explained it, Zhong Zizhen would not believe him.
[Want to use me?] Qin Yichen’s lips curled into a cold arc, then he moved closer to Bian Lingzhu and playfully said, “Cousin! Oh, you must remember, you said you would marry me when we return this time around!”
Now, it was Bian Lingzhu’s turn to be confused! [You actually dared to flirt with me in front of so many people!?]
But ironically, she could not get angry now. If she got angry, it would expose the ruse, and by then, she probably would not even have the qualification to compete for the Spirit Pearl.
If she could not make Zhong Zizhen and the others wary, they might make a move against her right now!
People like Zhong Zizhen and Shen Hebai were definitely far from being saints. They could not care less if she was from a Millennial Family, they would definitely kill her without hesitation!
But now it was different. Her Third Uncle could hold off Zhong Zizhen, and if she teamed up with Qin Yichen, whose Spiritual Energy cultivation had reached the Spirit Realm, they could barely hold off Shen Hebai.
If they fought, neither side would gain an advantage, it would only let others benefit.
“Miss Bian’s goal is the Thousand Year Old Spirit Pearl, and my goal is the Golden Firestorm Sword. Why don’t we join forces?” There was not a trace of anger on Zhong Zizhen’s face, instead he made a proposal.
Soon, the group reached an agreement. Because they all knew that relying on just one side, they definitely would not be able to deal with the Death Spirit King.
However, only Qin Yichen knew what Zhong Zizhen’s real intention was. After all, as long as he got his hands on the Golden Firestorm Sword, no one here would be his match.
[It’s laughable that this silly girl actually agreed to his term. All these people, each harbouring their own schemes. Tsk tsk, but I should not be one to talk. I am the same as them. Just that I want both the Death Spirit King Spirit Pearl and the Golden Firestorm Sword. Of course, it seems a bit unrealistic now, but the Golden Firestorm Sword definitely can be snatched away.]
As soon as they approached the tower, Qin Yichen felt a chill on his body, as if something was trying to drill into his body.
He stood at a distance behind Bian Lingzhu.
Seeing him walk alone here without changing colour, it made everyone start to take him seriously. After all, resisting this pressure was not something a ‘sheltered flower’ could do.
*Bang!* Zhong Zizhen kicked open the tower gates with one foot. Instantly, a cold aura hit their faces, and several dozen pairs of eyes looked over towards them.
There were actually several dozen black haired Death Spirits, and judging by their aura, they were not weak.
The great hall was dim and hazy, with ancient skeletons as well as newly added bones, broken armour, and broken swords scattered about.
These news added bones were left by people who came here before.
Over the years, the number of strong individuals who came to the Underground Palace to seek treasures was not small, and almost all of them perished here.
This eerie scene gave everyone an ominous feeling.
In the middle of the great hall stood a Death Spirit emanating red light, with red eyes and red hair, showSoul Stealing Bannercasing its identity. It was none other than the Death Spirit King.
Its body was five or six times larger than the surrounding Death Spirits, very burly, giving people a visual impact of being impervious to swords and blades.
What attracted everyone’s attention even more was the long sword inserted behind it.
Although it had been there for a thousand years, it was spotlessly clean!
The blade of the sword was over a metre long, as beautiful as crystal jade, covered with complex and profound patterns. An ancient and powerful aura also emanated from this sword.
“The Golden Firestorm Sword!”
Everyone’s eyes were locked on that long sword. That was the Spirit Weapon of the Northern Region’s strongest swordsman!
“Kill!” Zhong Zizhen’s heart was racing. He instantly took the lead and charged in, with one sword strike, a Death Spirit fell.
After all, he seemed to be the only one using a sword here. He felt that no one would compete with him for this Spirit Weapon. A cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth as he already thought of what would happen once he got this Spirit Weapon…
On the other side, Bian Lingzhu’s Third Uncle swung his sleeves, directly blasting apart Death Spirit after Death Spirit. With one sleeve, he had the power to split rocks and break gold.
Qin Yichen, Shen Hebai, and Bian Lingzhu followed closely behind, using their Spiritual Energy to directly penetrate the Knowledge Sea of Death Spirit after Death Spirit. Once their Knowledge Sea shattered, their eyes dimmed, and then they limply fell.
It could be said they were invisibly killing.
