Chapter 435: Do you still think this is hard to do?

And on the other side, the Enlightened Origin Dao Place had already set out and arrived at another hidden region.

These past few days, Shen Qing studied a great deal of information in the Pivot Room, just to find out whether the corpses of innate beings were useful, and during this time he also asked Zi Yin.

Indeed, they are very useful—whether for forging divine weapons, concocting elixirs, or comprehending some divine abilities from the divine patterns on the corpse, this corpse is an excellent treasure.

However, Shen Qing only cared about using it to make elixirs, after all he already had a dragon‑slaying divine weapon, and any divine weapon that the Magic Eye could forge probably wouldn't suit a blade.

As for comprehending divine abilities? Shen Qing had already seized the Magic Eye's greatest ability, the Void Magic Eye, and he looked down on any other divine abilities.

But Shen Qing also tried tasting the Magic Eye's corpse—just one word: extremely disgusting!!!

That ruled out eating it directly, so he could only find a skilled elixir master to refine it for him.

But this also took time, and before finding such a master he could only hang the Magic Eye's corpse on the wall as a trophy display.

Not long after Shen Qing hung the Magic Eye's corpse at the gate of the Enlightened Origin Dao Place, Zi Yin arrived; seeing the corpse hung on the door, he couldn't help but shudder.

Shen Qing glanced at him: 'Anything?'

Zi Yin came to his senses and nodded: 'Right! Weren't you supposed to have me contact the Heaven-defiers about trading a Primordial Clan relic? I've gotten in touch with those two.'

'One is also human, called Feng Chen; the other is an innate being called Qian Yuan. Their status among the Heaven-defiers is decent, and they can speak.'

Shen Qing walked toward the Pivot Room while speaking: 'Let's not talk about anything else for now—after countless ages, is there any chance those two have betrayed us?'

That was the point Shen Qing valued.

Zi Yin fell silent for a while, after much thought, and only spoke just before Shen Qing entered the Pivot Room.

'Lord Creator God, I believe those two will not betray you!'

Shen Qing waved his hand: 'Just believe in them; this mission is yours. I can't show myself yet—tell me what support you need, and when you talk to them don't mention my identity or name.'

Shen Qing looked back at him: 'Finally, protect yourself.'

Zi Yin froze; the Pivot Room door shut, and he still hadn't come to his senses.

He again recalled the original Creator God; compared to now's Shen Qing, the original Creator God was more like a deity, lacking much emotion, and never would he have said such words as 'protect yourself' to him.

Yet, from some perspectives, Shen Qing seems even more divine than the Creator God.

Zi Yin gave the Pivot Room a deep look, then quickly left the Enlightened Origin Dao Place, heading toward the place he had agreed upon with the two.

After half a day, Zi Yin arrived at a shattered stretch of land, while Feng Chen and Qian Yuan had already been waiting there for a long time.

Feng Chen's appearance was not much different from that of the Dawu People, but his clothing was entirely different, possessing a primitive beauty; Qian Yuan, meanwhile, was pitch‑black all over, also humanoid, about three meters tall with six slender arms.

Feng Chen smiled at Zi Yin: 'Zi Yin, you seem to have recovered well. Earlier, our outpost was breached, and I and Qian Yuan went to look for you, but when we got there you were nowhere to be found.'

Zi Yin chuckled: 'That's a long story; I'll explain it to you later.'

Feng Chen wasn't particularly bothered, spreading his palms: 'It doesn't matter as long as you're all right.'

'Why did you rush to find us this time?'

Although Zi Yin was an innate being, he lacked wit, and blurted out his goal: 'I want to trade something with you—do you have a Primordial Clan relic? I want to trade it with you; you set the conditions.'

Feng Chen narrowed his eyes: 'Primordial Clan relic.'

From that, Feng Chen inferred many things.

'I was just saying, how did you escape? It seems the Primordial Clan that the Evil Clan was searching for saved you, right?'

Zi Yin stared blankly: 'How...'

Qian Yuan spoke: 'Gathering a bit of news from the Evil Clan isn't especially hard for the two of us.'

'But the Primordial Clan relic is something they value greatly; we might have to go back and communicate with them.'

Meanwhile, Feng Chen fell silent on the other side, seeming to be in contemplation.

And Zi Yin said: 'No problem; you can raise your demands, and I'll accept anything that isn't outrageous.'

'I, Zi Yin, have never asked you for anything before; this time I'm asking you.'

But just then Feng Chen spoke: 'No need for all that trouble—does the person behind you need a Primordial Clan relic? I'll take charge and just give it to him!'

On the other side, Qian Yuan was stunned, his face full of doubt.

But soon Feng Chen continued: 'Although we have no particular ties with the Primordial Clan, our relationship with the Creator God is passable.'

'And the Primordial Clan's relationship with the Creator God is also not bad, so we can consider them comrades; helping each other is only natural.'

'Who knows, we might need their help someday!'

Zi Yin wanted to say something, but Feng Chen cut him off: 'All right, that's settled! Go back—I'll send you the coordinates!'

Thereupon he more or less chased Zi Yin away, while Qian Yuan looked at Feng Chen, somewhat puzzled.

'Feng Chen, what are you doing? Sending over the Primordial Clan relic is fine, but we also need to go back and talk—those old fogeys can be a hassle.'

Feng Chen gave a slight smile, looked at Qian Yuan, and said: 'Let's not talk about that now; let's chat about something else.'

'Qian Yuan, do you think the person behind Zi Yin is really from the Primordial Clan?'

Qian Yuan was still thinking about the Primordial Clan relic, answering absentmindedly: 'How would I know? Zi Yin didn't say anything just now.'

Feng Chen laughed loudly: 'Yeah, Zi Yin didn't say anything, but by coming to see us he's already revealed a lot, and he even used the word "beg"!'

Qian Yuan still didn't quite understand.

Feng Chen said: 'Haven't you realized yet? Don't you remember when Zi Yin told us his background?'

Qian Yuan nodded: 'Of course I remember—he told us that, he was innately deficient, almost died as a child, and only survived by relying on the Creator God's feet, so afterward he's always followed the Creator God.'

Feng Chen took over: 'Exactly, that's the crux—because of that, Zi Yin only listens to the Creator God and ignores everyone else, yet today he's begging us for the sake of the person behind him. What kind of person carries that much weight? The Primordial Clan? I think it's not enough.'

Qian Yuan froze, looking at Feng Chen: 'You mean...'

Feng Chen spoke: 'Originally the Creator God used his own life to nurture a soul, saying it would return after endless ages, but so much time has passed with no trace, everyone thinks the Creator God failed—but you ask whether there's a possibility, and indeed there is only one, that could make Zi Yin set aside his pride and beg us.'

Qian Yuan's eyes grew ever brighter.

Feng Chen smiled and said: 'Qian Yuan, do you still think this is hard to do?'

Qian Yuan waved his arms and legs.

'Who said this is hard to do?'

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