The body of the Zhang family’s sacred infant vanished from everyone’s sight.
At this moment.
Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi’s group finally reacted.
That thing that almost made them die here just died!
Wang Pangzi exclaimed, "My goodness! Fatty almost croaked today, thankfully we had Linzi."
Wu Xie looked at the abyss below, somewhat dazed, and sighed, "Why do I feel like this guy who gave us so much trouble was also a pitiful creature?"
Wang Pangzi dismissed it, "You're so naive. Don't forget, that thing slaughtered an entire village."
Panzi also chimed in, "Little Three Master, Fatty is right. No matter how pitiful it is, it's only from its own perspective. For us, it's a demon."
Wu Xie nodded thoughtfully.
Anning looked at Zhang Qi Ling who was standing silently at the edge of the cave entrance, and couldn't help but ask, "Did that little thing really live for three thousand years? And what kind of family is this Zhang family he keeps mentioning?"
Zhang Qi Ling ignored her question.
"Don't ask. He won't answer you."
Lin Chuan, who had been on the platform below, effortlessly swung up from the vines and arrived in front of everyone.
Anning, hearing this, had no choice but to drop the topic.
After all, she couldn’t force him.
In front of these people, her usual confident skills were useless.
"Thanks to that half-song of mine, I dispelled most of his demonic nature."
"Otherwise, dealing with him would have been a lot more trouble."
Lin Chuan said.
"Linzi, that song is so powerful, teach me sometime, will ya?"
Wang Pangzi rubbed his hands together, laughing with bad intentions.
"I can't teach you that."
Lin Chuan shook his head, "Besides, even if I did, you wouldn't be able to play it."
Only now did Zhang Qi Ling understand why the possessed sacred infant eventually regained his humanity.
Apparently, there was this reason behind it.
He gave Lin Chuan a slight nod as a sign of thanks.
"You got a lot out of this."
Lin Chuan, remembering the six million in the card the other gave him, couldn't help but say, "The extra four million, you won't be coming after me for that, right?"
"Spend it as you like."
Zhang Qi Ling nodded.
Hearing Lin Chuan's words, Wang Pangzi couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, lamenting, "We almost lost our lives this trip, and got nothing out of it, sigh, what a huge loss."
Lin Chuan said, "There's a gold thread jade suit in the coffin below, Fatty, go get it. Remember, be careful!"
A gold thread jade suit!?
Hearing this thing, Wang Pangzi's eyes lit up.
"Holy cow!"
"This thing is only in museums! It's priceless!"
"Linzi, you take a break, Fatty's going to get it and come back."
With that, he cheerfully went down the vines.
"A gold thread jade suit."
"Today, it truly counts as a divine artifact."
"I could sell my entire Wu Shan Ju and it wouldn't match the price of this."
Wu Xie also sighed.
"Little Three Master, should we go down and have a look?"
Panzi also felt itchy inside.
Wu Xie thought about it, since they were already here, what was the harm in taking a look?
Maybe there are other treasures?
"I'll go too."
Anning was also not to be outdone.
Soon, only Lin Chuan and Zhang Qi Ling were left at the cave entrance.
Lin Chuan asked, "What are your plans?"
Zhang Qi Ling pondered for a moment, "The seven coffins hold the ancestors of the clan who came here a hundred years ago and were killed by the sacred infant, I need to bring them back."
Lin Chuan understood.
He didn’t mean bringing back the whole body.
Like the Zhang family sacred infant, just cutting off an arm would do.
This was a unique custom of the Zhang family.
Lin Chuan nodded, "After we get out, remember to write down a list of the medicinal herbs you promised me."
Now he had reached the Realm of Self-Existence.
Next, he needed to cultivate it to perfection, preparing to break through to the Realm of 逍遥天境.
…
After finishing everything in the tomb of the King of Lu, it was already the next morning.
Wang Pangzi yawned.
He was the first to exit the cave that had been blown open.
As soon as he came out, he stopped in his tracks and then slowly raised his hands with a smile.
Seeing Wang Pangzi blocking the entrance without moving, Wu Xie couldn't help but scold, "Fatty, move aside, don't block the exit."
Wang Pangzi carefully moved aside, making a little space.
After the others came out, they all remained silent.
Until Lin Chuan came out.
Then they realized what had happened.
In front of them, a group of people in uniform, fully armed with guns pointed at them.
At the front was a man in a suit.
The man had well-defined features and an aura of authority that emanated from him.
"Zhang Ri Shan?"
Lin Chuan studied him for a moment, then tentatively called out his name.
"Oh?"
"You know me?"
The leading man seemed intrigued, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"The President of the Nine Gates Association, former deputy to Zhang Da Fo Ye, how could I not know you?"
Lin Chuan patted the dirt off his hands, then walked forward on his own.
He wasn’t afraid of the black muzzles pointed at them.
"You know quite a bit."
"But you've caused such a big mess, you won't be leaving so easily."
"Where's Wu San Sheng?"
Zhang Ri Shan stood with his hands behind his back, his face grave.
"My third uncle... he's missing."
Wu Xie said.
He probably knew that these people were probably the reinforcements Da Kui called in.
"Missing?"
Zhang Ri Shan furrowed his brow.
"Yes, I searched the whole tomb and couldn't find him."
"And everything inside is already taken care of, the one who slaughtered the village is dead."
"Look, how about you lower your guns first?"
Wu Xie quickly explained.
"An entire village, thirty-eight lives, you say it's taken care of, and it's taken care of?"
Zhang Ri Shan said slowly.
Wu Xie was stunned.
It was thirty-eight lives, that was a lot.
And it probably didn't count those who died in the tomb.
"Heh..."
While he was lost in thought, Lin Chuan sneered, "Naive, don't let his words trap you. What do those thirty-eight dead people have to do with us? If you really want to get to the bottom of it, you're probably the ones who can't escape responsibility."
Zhang Ri Shan stared at Lin Chuan, coldly saying, "You want to step in?"
Lin Chuan met his gaze, unafraid, with a mischievous smile, "I think you want to throw dirty water on me without any evidence, don't you? Why don't you ask the guy behind me, see if what I said is right or wrong? And I can assure you, you'll be scared once you see him."
Zhang Ri Shan’s brow furrowed slightly, thinking this kid was really rude.
"In this world, besides Fo Ye and Madame, no one can make me scared."
"I'd like to see who you're talking about!"
But the next second.
After Zhang Qi Ling came out of the cave, Zhang Ri Shan stood there as if he was struck by lightning, completely stunned for a moment.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan laughed from the side.
"What?"
"Seeing your clan leader, don’t you have anything to say?"