Chapter 69: The Object Returns to Its Original Owner, Thank Goodness You Died

In the Mysterious Turtle Pavilion, the use of weapons is strictly prohibited, otherwise one will be suppressed by the Elder of Wan Gui Immortal Island who resides within.

To prevent Ying Tianqing from panicking and making a desperate move, Chen Zheng chose to slip out quietly through the back door of the Mysterious Turtle Pavilion.

He flew away from Wan Gui Sea City and soon arrived at a desolate, uninhabited island.

He casually found a large stone, sat cross‑legged upon it, retrieved the newly acquired 7,400,000 White Sun Pills from the chaotic space, and wrapped them in a great sphere of true fire formed by the character "Lian", beginning the refinement.

Even a typical Second‑Rank cultivator would need years, even decades of arduous effort, and still struggle to refine such a quantity of pills.

Yet the flame forged from the character "Lian" burned astonishingly fast; in just a few breaths, over seven million White Sun Pills completely turned into a transparent, viscous liquid.

This is the essence left by the pills.

Chen Zheng's rapid breakthrough in the Mortal Secret Realm relied on the character "Ming".

The Shen Tong Mi Jing, however, depends on that "Lian" character.

All worldly treasures—heavenly materials, earthly gems, plants, mountains, stones, magical artifacts, Shen Tong, spirits, ghosts, and any other tangible or intangible things—can be refined by it.

As a steady stream of pill essence merged into his body, Chen Zheng's magical power began to rise continuously.

Six thousand five…

Seven thousand horses…

In less than a moment, he already reached the power of nine thousand Xuanhuang fiery horses, drawing ever nearer to the power of ten thousand horses galloping.

The cultivation world has an unwritten rule: only cultivators possessing the power of ten thousand horses galloping may be called "great Shen Tong".

Such formidable power is usually only attainable by cultivators of the Shentong Wu Chong Celestial Being realm.

Chen Zheng was just within arm's reach.

After ingesting the Thunder Bone Relic, his mortal strength already surpassed ten thousand horses, and his physique alone could contend with a Shentong Wu Chong cultivator.

"Cultivation is truly arduous; my power is but a hair's breadth from ten thousand horses. If I could obtain a high‑quality treasure, or another ten million White Sun Pills, that would be ideal."

Chen Zheng's pills were exhausted.

I'm out!

Yet he remained seated on the large stone, eyes closed, as if immersed in deep cultivation.

He was waiting, waiting for Hai Shan.

Earlier, inside the Mysterious Turtle Pavilion, he had clearly captured every expression of Hai Shan.

This person was certainly a greedy, insatiable type.

Moreover, the entire Wan Gui Immortal Island sect had nothing worthwhile.

He guessed that Hai Shan might covet the large amount of pills on his body and come to kill for treasure.

Of course, even if he were wrong, it would only waste a little time.

"It's coming."

Chen Zheng suddenly sensed something; over a thousand li beyond the island, he detected a shadow stealthily flying toward him.

It was Hai Shan.

Heh, if this person had stayed in my Mysterious Turtle Pavilion, I truly could not deal with him; now he's foolish enough to cultivate on this barren island, simply digging his own grave.

Hai Shan stared at Chen Zheng on the island, a cold sneer forming in his heart.

Killing in the wild makes it easiest to destroy bodies and erase traces.

No matter which sect or school Chen Zheng hails from, it would be hard to trace him.

However, though he longed to slay Chen Zheng instantly, he did not unleash the Seven‑Deadly Sword Formation from a thousand li away to sink Chen Zheng together with the barren island.

Doing so would damage the storage treasure on Chen Zheng's body.

He silently crept forward, intending to assassinate.

Getting ever closer.

Five hundred li…

One hundred li!

"Die!"

Hai Shan's eyes were filled with cruelty; he aimed the mouth of the Seven‑Deadly Gourd in his hand at Chen Zheng's back, ready to unleash a flying sword for a lethal strike.

"Who do you want to die?" a cold, hollow voice suddenly sounded behind Hai Shan.

"What?"

Hai Shan was startled.

It was even more chilling.

As the voice rang out, the Chen Zheng seated far away gradually became faint, a lingering afterimage.

Clearly, Chen Zheng had already arrived behind him.

But how could Chen Zheng be so fast?

And how could he have sensed his arrival?

There was no time for further thought. Boom—!

Chen Zheng, like a Nether King descending to the mortal realm, ruled the world with a single thunderous punch that struck directly at Hai Shan's heart.

Within the fist roared endless thunder, as if the heavens themselves raged, unleashing a calamity to destroy all beings.

"Kill!"

Hai Shan's heart leapt to his throat, yet he had no time to turn; he hurriedly tossed the Seven‑Deadly Gourd behind him, its mouth aimed at the direction of Chen Zheng's punching hand, intending to fire the Seven‑Deadly Sword Formation in response.

Unfortunately, Chen Zheng's punch was too swift.

It was also overwhelmingly fierce.

The wind of the fist even stirred the sea within a hundred li radius, raising terrifying waves.

Bang!

A single punch, plain and unadorned, slammed into the Seven‑Kill gourd.

The gourd could not bear such overwhelming force; it was shaken, flung back, and slammed heavily onto Hai Shan's body.

You have arrived at this novel.

"No…"

Hai Shan could only let out a mournful, harrowing scream before his body shattered instantly like a watermelon, turning into a cloud of blood mist that drifted everywhere.

He is dead.

"The item has returned to its original owner."

Chen Zheng's face showed a faint smile; he reached out, grabbed, and retrieved the Seven‑Kill gourd that had flown far away.

Then his divine thought probed inside the gourd, and he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction: "It even set up the Seven‑Kill Sword Formation for me."

In the seven compartments at the bottom of the gourd, seven more treasure flying swords had appeared compared to before; all were affected by the formation diagram, forming a subtle array, with murderous aura subtly surging, ready to unleash.

Once this array is activated, it will shake heaven and earth, capable of sinking a hundred‑mile expanse, perfectly compensating for Chen Zheng's lack of long‑range attack methods.

Hai Shan really is a great person.

And it's fortunate that he died.

Otherwise, Chen Zheng wouldn't know how to thank him.

Chen Zheng collected the gourd, leapt up, and sprinted toward the Ghost‑Kill Island of the true‑transmission mission.

This island is the lair of the Ghost‑Kill Thief, who is one of the Forty Great Thieves, ranking fortieth.

All Forty Great Thieves are notorious, each possessing Divine Skill cultivation, and have dominated the seas for years.

Especially those at the top ranks such as the Extermination Immortal Thief and the Stabbing Moon Thief, all are Golden Core realm Ancient Giants.

The top‑ranked Abandoned‑Heaven Thief is a Divine Skill Tenfold master, just one step away from entering the Immortal Longevity Secret Realm.

Chen Zheng currently still cannot deal with those top‑ranked thieves.

The many thieves at the bottom of the rankings, however, are not his opponents.

Moreover, he remembers that the thirty‑eighth ranked Death‑Defying Thief holds a priceless treasure.

If he obtains that treasure and sells it together with the Seven‑Kill gourd, it will be a considerable resource.

Thus, he can cultivate the True Essence realm to its pinnacle, and then strike the Divine Skill Third‑Tier Yuan‑Gang realm.

He said nothing all the way.

Following the map given by the Thus we have Title: Elder, Chen Zheng flew across the boundless sea for about a million li, finally locating a sea region.

"So this is the Ghost‑Kill Thief's lair? With a formation shielding it, no wonder it has ravaged the seas for years."

The sea area beneath Chen Zheng was shrouded in dense fog; ordinary people reaching this place would find it nearly impossible to detect the hidden island within.

Fortunately, he has the map from the Thus we have Title: Elder, knowing the mysteries of this place.

As for the formation, he does not understand it.

Yet he can forcibly dispel it.

Hoo!

Chen Zheng blew out a breath, and the dense fog on the sea surface, as if swept by a terrifying hurricane, disappeared in an instant.

An island below became visible.

In the island's center stood a palace, with skulls hanging everywhere.

A crowd of people stood on the square in front of the palace.

Chen Zheng glanced over, his eyebrows instantly lifting slightly.

There, unexpectedly, was an acquaintance of his.

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(End of chapter)