Chapter 252: Opening a Plea for Help

At this moment, Chen Shicheng is no longer the newcomer who had to scrounge things from Hui Siye's hands; he now possesses many precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

However, the Fusang leaves that burn with true solar fire are still needed for the Ao Shell, so the only items he can offer for exchange are these two.

【Ao Blood: the fresh blood of the ancient giant Ao, comparable to a divine elixir; after consumption, one may choose to increase the Jing/Qi attribute by 5 points.】

【Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Marrow: a milky liquid produced in the spirit‑gathering underground, which, when taken, refines the body and increases the Jing attribute. (Ineffective for realms above the Purple Mansion Stage.)】

His current attributes have already reached the maximum increase allowed at this realm, so he cannot use even a single point of Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Marrow.

The same goes for Ao Blood; it has now been reduced to a snack for Tai Sui.

As for La Tiao, after his bloodline awakened to 50%, his speed kept decreasing, making it just as much of a hassle as his Slaying Immortal Sword Intent.

Ao Blood's effect on it is basically like alcohol; besides giving it a brief dizzy feeling, it can no longer be compared to its former impact, so it makes a perfect exchange item.

According to the attribute standards required for the Zifu Realm, Chen Shicheng placed the two heavenly materials into four jade bottles and handed them to Shuigu Tang and Hai Zhu.

"Take a look—are you satisfied? It's enough for you to reach the Zifu Realm. Though it's a bit lacking compared to the Token Fragment, this is all the trivial stuff I can offer right now."

"Sss!"

Shuigu Tang initially thought it was exactly as Chen Shicheng described—a trivial thing—but after taking the jade bottle and glancing at it, he inhaled sharply, while Hai Zhu choked on his own saliva, coughing and turning a deep red.

The big shot really is a big shot.

Such a rare, priceless yet unsellable item, and you call it trivial!

Kneel before the big shot! "What exactly is this wonderful thing that excites you so much? Let me see it."

The others, seeing their shocked expressions, felt a prickling curiosity and rushed forward, eager to get a look.

"What are you looking at? It's just some trivial stuff, nothing worth seeing. Disperse, disperse."

Shuigu Tang and Hai Zhu quickly stored the jade bottles back into the storage slot, revealing nothing about the specific attributes; they still understood the principle of quietly making a fortune.

Seeing this, the rest grew even more curious; they truly couldn't believe that Zi Shu would casually brush them off with trivial items, since the two looked as if they'd just found a five‑million‑yuan winning lottery ticket on the road.

"Alright, stop being curious."

Chen Shicheng clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention, "Those who witness shall share. To thank you for risking so much to aid me, I have a few small gifts for the others."

As he spoke, he reached his hand straight into the Storage Bag where Tai Sui resides.

Blade Fang flashed and vanished; the Tai Sui, who was feasting on the endless platter of Cen Nuo Bo Ge, felt a chill, and a trickle of fresh blood flew toward the entrance of the storage bag.

"Injured? The master is drawing blood again!" Though Tai Sui's faceless form somehow sighed, then helplessly lowered its head and greedily swallowed two steaks.

What can it do? It's just a pitiful, helpless little Tai Sui.

Of course it chose to forgive its master! As the blood gathered, a faint exotic fragrance began to spread around the crowd, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Shuigu Tang and Hai Zhu dropped their vigilant guard, flocking to Chen Shicheng. After the Tai Sui Blood swelled to the size of a human head, Chen Shicheng finally ceased the bloodletting and withdrew his hand from the Storage Bag.

The head‑sized blood sphere floated on his hand, instantly capturing everyone's gaze.

The exotic scent also began to drift outward, and Chen Long, who was flaunting his power, sensed something amiss; the guild leaders squatting on the ground gave a leering look.

At that sight, Chen Long could no longer sit still.

Those damn dogs were happily dividing the mysterious liquid they received from Zi Shu, each taking a cup—splitting it with grins from ear to ear.

He didn't know what it was yet, but just from the taste he knew it was good! "Leave some for me; those who witness shall share, Zi Shu, rain and dew for all, I'm the one you love the most!!!"

Chen Long wanted to rush over and get a share, but Zi Shu's task for him was to keep an eye on these people, preventing him from leaving casually; he could only stomp his foot while standing on the Heavenly Son.

Chen Shicheng chuckled and waved at him, stuffing the remaining Tai Sui Blood back in, which finally calmed him down; otherwise the Heavenly Son might have been sent away by him.

After everyone had secured the Tai Sui Blood, Chen Shicheng cleared his throat twice, "Earlier you all said you haven't had much to do lately, right?"

"Exactly, Zi Shu. If there's anything you need us to help with, just say it."

"Indeed, Zi Shu, to serve you—no matter how many times I die, I couldn't fully express my endless, torrent‑like admiration for you."

"You all should tone it down; don't you find it cheesy?" Shuigu Tang gave the hopping crowd a withering glance, "Speak up—though we can't do anything major, running errands is definitely fine."

"That's how it is."

Chen Shicheng organized his words and recounted the matter of the scattered Japanese pirates hiding, emphasizing the red circle marked on the map.

"I still don't know the exact meaning of that red circle, but I suspect it's linked to a shipping route, likely a landing site, and the main Japanese pirates force must be nearby; you must be careful when searching for them."

"Leave the surrounding militia to us; we won't let them plague the nearby fishing villages."

"Zi Shu, just focus on finding the main force; the rest is ours!"

"That's what I thought too!"

When everyone heard it involved the Japanese pirates, they pounded their chests in assurance, vowing never to let those beasts harm a single blade of grass, though Shuigu Tang's expression grew solemn.

"Should we use your account to post on the forum? Those little devils have traveled thousands of miles, surely with no good intentions. I'm afraid our handful of us might not handle it; if something goes wrong, we'd become eternal sinners."

Hearing that, everyone's excitement began to wane.

Whether they could handle it was uncertain; as Zi Shu mentioned, over six thousand troops were deployed around, and even if our ten‑something were split into eight pieces, we couldn't cover all the fishing villages.

If it were just wild beasts or mountain bandits, that would be one thing, but once the little devils are involved, a single mishandling could truly make us eternal sinners, our reputation rotting in the streets. (End of chapter)