Chapter 130: Rich Harvest, Sand Scorpion King

"Scorpion King Ruins? Do you know the location of the Scorpion King Ruins?" Qin Jiang asked.

Huanhuan was stunned. "Anyone who has been to Feilong City should know, right? The Scorpion King Ruins are very famous in Feilong City."

Qin Jiang nodded slightly. It was his mistake; he had only been thinking that he couldn't go to Feilong City without a guide.

"Fine, then we won't go to Feilong City. We'll go directly to the Scorpion King Ruins," he said.

"Go directly? Really? Thank you! Thank you so much!" Huanhuan said, pleasantly surprised.

Great! Great! She quickly dug out the iron boxes, and then the two continued on their way.

Two days later, a black city appeared on the horizon. Huanhuan pointed there and said, "That is Feilong City. Legend has it that a long time ago, a flying dragon descended here, protecting the people from the harassment of sand scorpions."

Qin Jiang looked at Feilong City with some surprise. He could feel that faint dragon might; clearly, an extremely powerful dragon had stayed here.

Even though a long time had passed, the lingering dragon might still persisted, protecting this Feilong City.

The flying dragon's descent was not a legend, but something that had truly happened.

"Where is the Scorpion King Ruins located?" he asked.

Huanhuan nodded and pointed to the east of Feilong City. "Right there, about a hundred *li* away."

Qin Jiang nodded slightly. With a wave of his hand, dense black mist lifted both of them, along with the camels, and floated toward the east of Feilong City.

A moment later, the two landed on the sand. Qin Jiang frowned slightly as he looked at the endless desert.

"Where are the ruins?"

Huanhuan's expression changed slightly. "The Scorpion King Ruins only appear at the third quarter of the *Zi* hour on the fifteenth of every month. We have to wait a few more days."

"Third quarter of the *Zi* hour? How does it appear? Does it emerge from the sand?" Qin Jiang asked.

Huanhuan nodded. "Yes, the sand nearby will subside, and then the Scorpion King Ruins will surge up."

Qin Jiang's eyes narrowed. He didn't want to wait that long.

If it was underground... He waved his hand, and black Qi wrapped around Huanhuan and the two camels, lifting them into the air.

Then he also rose into the air, a huge humanoid phantom appearing behind him.

"Look! What is that!"

"So big! A Secret Martial Artist! It's a Secret Martial Artist!"

People in Feilong City also noticed this and looked at the huge phantom in shock.

In the City Lord's Mansion, a middle-aged man looked toward the east, his eyes filled with shock. "A High-level Secret Martial Artist! How could a High-level Secret Martial Artist appear here?!"

As a City Lord, his strength had already reached the Third-Rank Secret Martial Artist level, more than enough to hold down a city.

But he had never imagined that a High-level Secret Martial Artist would descend upon Feilong City.

After all, to such an existence, Feilong City was at most a godforsaken place with no value to speak of.

Inside the city, at an inconspicuous inn, the Innkeeper who was wiping the table looked outside the city, her eyes filled with surprise. "An expert at the Martial Fate level?"

Is it Wang Laoguai from Ning'an?

Looking at the golden phantom, she nodded slightly. It should be the Golden Light Subduing Demon Fist, no mistake.

But why did he come here? Could it be he didn't know the Huai Kingdom army was restless?

After thinking about it, she shook her head. Forget it; she and Wang Laoguai didn't belong to the same faction, so she had no right to care what the other party was doing.

East of Feilong City, Qin Jiang stood in the air, the phantom behind him having finished gathering power.

Huanhuan's eyes widened, and a crazy idea surged in her heart that she couldn't suppress.

He... he wants to dig it out with his bare hands! *BOOM—! * With a loud noise, sand and gravel surged into the sky like ocean waves.

*Boom! Boom! Boom! * Three loud noises in a row, and a massive sea of sand covered the sky, as if a sandstorm had arrived! The Feilong City Lord watched the sandstorm that seemed about to sweep over, falling into a stupor.

This... is a High-level Secret Martial Artist... actually this formidable?! A casual strike is like the descent of a natural disaster! For a moment, he even had the urge to abandon Feilong City and go to the interior to learn High-level Secret Martial Arts.

But he also knew this was impossible. As the controller of the no-man's-land at the junction of the Huai, Xia, and Rong Kingdoms, Feilong City had no freedom to speak of.

Above the Scorpion King Ruins, Qin Jiang looked at the bronze city completely exposed in the deep pit below and couldn't help but be amazed.

He had originally thought the Scorpion King Ruins were just a large hall; he hadn't expected them to be no less impressive than the Mysterious Tripod Underground Palace he had seen before.

His figure descended, and Huanhuan and the two camels also landed in the bronze city. As soon as they landed, the two camels knelt directly on the ground, refusing to move no matter how Huanhuan pulled them.

"My Lord, are you going to the Scorpion King Main Hall?" Huanhuan asked.

Qin Jiang nodded and walked straight toward the main hall.

"My Lord, the Copper Thorn is in the side hall, I won't go in!" Huanhuan shouted at Qin Jiang.

Qin Jiang waved his hand, signaling her to do as she pleased.

A moment later, Qin Jiang arrived before the main hall door. A scorpion was embossed on the door, its two huge front pincers larger than its body.

Pushing open the bronze door, due to the passage of time, the friction between the door and the ground made a harsh, sharp sound.

Walking into the main hall, the environment appeared somewhat dim, with several bronze pillars standing to support the top of the hall.

Directly in front stood a huge scorpion statue, nearly ten meters tall.

In front of it was an altar. Through the numerous bronze utensils, one could vaguely see the glory of the past.

Walking through the central aisle to the altar, Qin Jiang gazed at this bronze scorpion.

It should also have been one of the guardian beasts of the Ancient Yu Kingdom.

It was just that he didn't know if it was because too much time had passed or because it was limited to the Black Scorpion Desert area, but he hadn't seen any records of this scorpion in ancient books.

His palm brushed gently over the various bronze utensils, and his Potential Points increased by nearly a hundred.

Crossing the altar to the front of the bronze scorpion, its eight scorpion eyes were polished and inlaid with a type of black jade.

His palm brushed gently over one of the scorpion's eyes, and a cold air current surged into his body.

【Potential Points absorbing... 2467】

【Potential Points: 656.4】

Withdrawing his hand, not bad, over six hundred.

Just as he intended to look elsewhere, a crisp sound came from inside the bronze scorpion.

*Click~*, *Click~*

A crack appeared from the center of the scorpion's brow and spread to its back.

With a *bang*, the back of the bronze scorpion exploded, and a palm-sized black jade scorpion crawled out, waving its pincers gently at Qin Jiang.

Qin Jiang's eyes flickered. A sand scorpion? It was quite pretty.

He reached out his hand, and the sand scorpion swayed, seemingly observing what this thing was.

It reached out its pincers to touch Qin Jiang's finger, then jumped directly into his palm.

Qin Jiang withdrew his hand and gently stroked the sand scorpion's back. The sand scorpion also swayed its tail in enjoyment.

Qin Jiang smiled. "From now on, you follow me."

Casually placing the sand scorpion on his shoulder, he continued to scavenge for Potential Points elsewhere.

After fully exploring the bronze city, the total number of Potential Points had reached 1756. This harvest was no worse than that time in the underground palace!

Returning to the desert, Huanhuan had been waiting for a long time. Standing beside her was a young man in gray cloth clothes.

"Thank you, My Lord, for your help. If it weren't for you, I fear I would have been buried in the sea of sand," the young man said, cupping his hands.

"It was just a transaction. Since you are fine, you two may do as you please," Qin Jiang said.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the sky-filling yellow sand swept over, slowly burying the bronze city.

Huanhuan and the young man stared blankly at this scene. Suddenly, the young man's gaze stopped on Qin Jiang's shoulder. "Sand Scorpion King!"

Huanhuan also looked over, terror appearing in her eyes, and she couldn't help but stagger backward.

Qin Jiang turned his head and gently took the sand scorpion from his shoulder. "What is a Sand Scorpion King?"

The young man endured his fear and cupped his hands slightly. "This Sand Scorpion King is a legend of the Black Scorpion Desert. It is said to have the great power to control sandstorms! It is the legendary pet of the Desert God!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 131 =====