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Chapter 161

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"Sorry for the wait."

When Zhong Li returned with the lingering aura of Lei Jie still on him, Su Lin and Miss Kelaien were silent.

Because Zhong Li had reapplied to enter Lin's World—that is, Zhong Li had not returned via Han Li's previous portal.

"I just ascended to the Immortal Realm," Zhong Li told Su Lin and Miss Kelaien about what he had encountered: "Indeed, even the Immortal Realm of that world is not peaceful."

"I ran into some disputes right after arriving and lost some time."

If an ordinary immortal from Han Li's world went to Miss Kelaien's world, what they could accomplish would be highly questionable, but Zhong Li—

True Immortals vary greatly in power, let alone that Zhong Li had already demonstrated combat strength on par with the immortals of Lu Mingfei's world.

Zhong Li's cultivation method was not from Han Li's world, but was created by him based on the techniques of Shuijing Peak, synthesizing the strengths of countless schools, tailored to his own nature; due to the short time, many aspects remain imperfect, but for Zhong Li, this posed no major issue—he could refine it gradually later.

There is still much time ahead; if a better path emerges, re-cultivating would not hinder Zhong Li.

His physical advantages and millennia of accumulation truly underwent a qualitative leap after obtaining the chat group.

Su Lin thought for a moment: everyone had benefited greatly from this cross-world communication via the chat group; without it, he might not even have exchanged for the weakest martial cultivation technique, merely toiling away as a slave on the internet.

"I think things should be fine now," Zhong Li said to Miss Kelaien.

Seeing this, Miss Kelaien quickly thought in his mind and said: "Would a Level 0 sealed object as payment be acceptable? Or if you have needs, I can also gather some elixirs or other items."

Zhong Li smiled and said: "You decide—it's unnecessary to dwell on these matters."

He didn't care about the reward; he merely wished to lighten the burden of this fellow group member who carried so much.

Miss Kelaien also breathed a slight sigh of relief—this made many things much easier; payment must be given, and Level 0 sealed objects often correspond to Unique Characteristics of Sequence or higher, but he currently lacked sufficient resources to pay Su Lin and Zhong Li, so he could only defer payment for now.

'Chalatu's Unique Characteristic should include a Sequence's Unique Characteristic—this makes keeping Chalatu behind seem less arrogant.'

'I just realized—I might use the mist's aura to conceal Su Lin and Zhong Li.'

'But whether it can fully mask them during combat remains uncertain.'

'Chalatu won't expect that I've brought two gods waiting for him, but I must not expose them—otherwise Amon would flee instantly, and then I couldn't reach the Land of the Abandoned Gods.'

'And Adam—I gave up the Journal of Grosseur out of desperation, but it wasn't truly given; Adam took it from me. The Imaginative Dragon created the Journal as a resurrection contingency, and Adam surely wants this item to interrupt the Imaginative Dragon's resurrection.'

'Perhaps I can extort Him—say, three Level 0 sealed objects.'

In an instant, Miss Kelaien's mind surged with thoughts, countless ideas flashing rapidly.

Su Lin recalled what he needed to bring before leaving: aside from picking some spiritual fruits from the Spirit Garden as snacks, there was little else worth taking—Shuijing Peak would remain with Ye Fan for now; Miss Kelaien's world was no match for Lu Mingfei's world.

'I don't want to return to Shuijing Peak and find my home turned into a Cthulhu-style nightmare.'

Like houses grown from flesh, walking spiritual fruits, or a tree demanding to have a child with you.

Be nice: leave it floating high in the sky, and when you return from a trip, Shuijing Peak is gone—then some one-eyed specter claims full responsibility.

'Take it easy. Take it easy.'

Su Lin made up his mind and asked Miss Kelaien: "When do we leave?"

"Anytime," Miss Kelaien said.

"Su Lin!"

Ye Fan's voice rang out—he stepped out from the portal, holding a tiny girl, exquisitely carved like porcelain, her hair tied in twin pigtails, her large eyes pure as black jewels, curiously scanning the surroundings.

Behind her, a black dog, taller than an ordinary human, poked out its upper body, glancing left and right.

"Woof! Such dense spiritual energy!" The Black Emperor suddenly shuddered and dashed forward, guarding Xiao Nannan—he sensed a powerful aura ahead.

"A Saint?!" That aura was at least at the Fourth Realm of Immortal Platform, yet somehow different—the aura was unhidden, unrestrained, its vitality thick and unceasing.

The Black Emperor gaped, stunned, and asked Ye Fan: "Where are we?!"

"Shut up," Ye Fan glanced at the Black Emperor, then said to Su Lin: "I'm afraid I can't control this guy."

"You know—give him a little eye medicine."

Su Lin then remembered: the Black Emperor was a weakened version of Pizi Dragon. Though not as shameless as Pizi Dragon, if unregulated, he'd likely ravage much of the spiritual herbs and plants on his Shuijing Peak.

Don't be too much like the Black Emperor as a dog, don't be too much like Duan De as a man. This isn't a joke!

This guy has protection from Wu Shi the Great Emperor—thick skin, lazy, shameless.

"Oh?! So many good things here!" The Black Emperor spotted a Nanyingguo tree, thousands of years old, with several spiritual plants beneath it—his eyes lit up, his expression turning human-like, yet he dared not move, still guarding Xiao Nannan due to Zhong Li's aura.

Su Lin fell silent.

【Heaven's Favor, %】

Boom—

The Black Emperor's eyes widened as if witnessing something utterly terrifying: the man who had just greeted Ye Fan suddenly appeared before him, slightly bowing, staring directly into his eyes.

The aura of Dao's principles spread—seemingly, a world of Yin-Yang chaos emerged, all things evolving within it. Eternal light arose from the chaos, nearly breaking into reality, reenacting the scene of creation!

The Black Emperor's limbs went limp, every hair on his body bristled, he dared not move, staring in horror at Su Lin.

"Big brother, please don't scare the doggy," Xiao Nannan timidly tugged at Su Lin's sleeve.

As the Dao Fruit of the Ferocious Empress, she was naturally unaffected by the aura radiating from Su Lin.

"Alright," Su Lin smiled kindly, then retracted his aura and the phenomenon vanished; he leaned down and whispered to the Black Emperor's ear:

"When I return, if I find my garden ruined or anything stolen…"

"You'll end up in the pot."

"Understand?"

The Black Emperor nodded tremblingly, standing stiffly in place, his earlier excitement gone.

Su Lin looked at Ye Fan and gave an OK sign.

Ye Fan secretly gave a thumbs-up in reply.

"Holy shit, what the hell were you just doing?" Lao Lu jumped out from the side, staring at Su Lin in shock—how had this guy gained such power so quickly?! He finally understood how Su Lao Ge had crashed.

Lu Mingfei and Han Li stepped out from Wangshu Pavilion—they had clearly sensed the earlier disturbance.

"Nothing much," Su Lin ruffled the Black Emperor's head; a talisman appeared in midair and struck Ye Fan, transferring control of Shuijing Peak: "Then we're off—this floating island will be transferred to Ye Fan shortly."

"Where are you going?" Old Lu saw Su Lin and the other two turn to leave and asked curiously.

"Going to Miss Kelaien's place to drop in." Su Lin replied.

"That chaotic-power world of the Beyonder system, huh." Old Lu stroked his chin, pointed at Lu Mingfei, and said: "Take this guy along."

"It's not like we're going to play…" Su Lin glanced at Lu Mingfei over there and said: "If nothing happens on the way there, but he comes back with a habit of gnawing his fingers, that'd be unpleasant."

"Might as well just cultivate properly."

"No worries, just find some spot and dump him off. I'll live inside his body as a grandpa and train him on the side." Old Lu said: "Oh right, he still has some Beyonder potions he hasn't fully digested — we can use this chance to upgrade the Beyonder system over there too."

Su Lin froze at those words and asked: "When did he drink a Beyonder potion?"

Old Lu answered: "The one that gives a body-light-as-a-feather ability, and stirs up emotions to manipulate others' behavior."

Su Lin's eyes went wide. "Who gave it to him!?"

"Um… that…" Miss Kelaien unconsciously squeezed his palm and said to Su Lin:

"I gave him the Assassin pathway potion earlier."

"He's already Sequence 8 now."

End of chapter.

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