Chapter 98

"If you don't know these two fundamental things, the Luo Pan is just a trinket in your hands."

"At most, you could use it as a compass, but it would have no other function."

Hearing this, the crowd stopped bidding so impulsively.

It was indeed as Zhang Lin said; if a Luo Pan was useless in one's hands, buying it would just be for display.

But besides the rational people, there were some who just loved to join in the excitement.

Young Master Zhao, who had come to listen to the storytelling that day, was present at the scene again today.

And just like before, despite being incredibly wealthy, he refused to sit in a private box and insisted on sitting in the main hall!

Hearing Zhang Lin say it was useless, Young Master Zhao immediately said, "You storyteller, you have money to make, yet you're pushing it away?"

"Don't worry about whether I know how to use this Luo Pan; since you can make it, I want to buy it."

"How about this, one million for one, will you sell it or not?!"

Hiss—

Hearing this price, many people gasped.

Spending one million on a useless Luo Pan—this person really had too much money to burn!

Zhang Lin had already clearly stated that the Luo Pan would be useless to them and could only serve as a decoration.

Yet Young Master Zhao was still willing to pay one million for it.

If this wasn't being a fool with too much money, what was?

Zhang Lin looked at the arrogant Young Master Zhao below the stage and didn't find him annoying at all.

How could a simpleton who only knew how to give away money be annoying?

The more Zhang Lin looked at him, the cuter he became; after all, he was radiating a golden glow all over!

Therefore, Zhang Lin said without the slightest hesitation, "Sold!"

"Young Master Zhao, please go find the manager of Sanqing Garden to settle the bill."

As soon as Zhang Lin's voice fell, the beautiful manager of Sanqing Garden popped out from some unknown corner.

Swaying her hips, she was actually holding a card reader in her hand!

Put on the spot, Young Master Zhao glanced at Zhang Lin and took out his card to swipe it.

"One million yuan, payment received!"

Zhang Lin's phone immediately emitted the machine's notification sound.

Seeing the deal was done, Zhang Lin immediately slapped the gavel, preparing to continue the story.

Only Young Master Zhao was left looking bewildered, finally unable to help but ask, "Hey, storyteller!"

"I've paid the money, when will you deliver the goods?"

Zhang Lin said thoughtfully, "As for the time, it's uncertain; after all, as you can see, I'm quite busy telling stories."

"I'll make it whenever I have time."

Hearing this, Young Master Zhao was so angry he almost started cursing.

He had spent a million, and there wasn't even a delivery date?

Seeing this, Zhang Lin said with great interest, "Young Master Zhao, you don't want a refund, do you?"

"You look wealthy and imposing, with a glowing complexion; you don't look like someone who can't afford to wait, do you?"

Young Master Zhao had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "I certainly won't ask for a refund; this million is nothing."

"Then please, Mr. Zhang, make it as soon as you have time."

"After all, everyone wants to see what the actual Luo Pan looks like!"

Zhang Lin smiled, "That goes without saying!"

Afterwards, he ignored Young Master Zhao and continued his story.

"Chen Pi Ah Si estimated that since the Miao people had left like this, it would take a whole night to go and return."

"With his skills, it should be enough to find the entrance to the Mirror Palace and make a round trip."

"After walking aimlessly through the jungle for a full four hours, relying on his Luo Pan and the courage he had gained from years of traveling the world."

"Chen Pi Ah Si finally arrived at the area he had mapped out on Sleeping Buddha Ridge, which was the ruins of the temple surrounding that tower!"

"After climbing over a hill, he suddenly froze."

"He saw a massive stone tower collapsed at the base of the hill in front of him."

"The tower body was estimated to be hexagonal, with an imposing aura and wide eaves and beams."

"Scraping away the moss and tangled plants on it with a knife, the relief carvings on the tower body were extremely exquisite."

"But it was clear that this tower had been burned; all parts had black scorch marks, possibly from a fire."

"At this moment, Chen Pi Ah Si couldn't care about much else; he lit a fire and pretended he had lost his way."

"He wanted to have an excuse ready for when the Miao people found him later."

"Then, relying on his intuition, he pressed against the tower base and started digging a hole."

"Soon he reached the ceiling of the underground palace; it wasn't stone, but a wooden roof made from squared-off tree trunks."

"Chen Pi Ah Si was overjoyed. He used a wire saw to cut off a corner, and the fallen wood dropped into the underground palace. Soon after, a thud was heard, and he hurriedly shone his flashlight inside!"

"The structure of the Mirror Palace was symmetrical from top to bottom, meaning that however many levels the tower had above, there should be as many levels of underground palace below, so the underground palace was extremely deep."

"Looking down from above, there were no floorboards between each level, and the very bottom was pitch black."

"When the flashlight shone down, there was a mass of white mist; it was impossible to tell what it was!"

"Chen Pi Ah Si couldn't help but recall what those Miao people had said about a monster being suppressed under the tower, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of worry."

"But this trace of worry vanished in an instant; his blood was boiling."

"He tested the air, felt it was fine, and then, hooking his feet onto the curved wooden palace roof, he dived headfirst into the underground palace like an inverted hook, putting all his body weight onto his two feet!"