Chapter 189

It felt as if its entire body had been frozen solid!

"... Here."

"It has to do with me."

The young man walked forward slowly; beneath his jet-black eyes, calmness concealed a bottomless abyss—so deep, so unfathomable, that this stillness made the creature feel the youth's utter inscrutability and terror!

But.

What terrified it most was...

It saw.

Behind the young man.

There stood a...

An invisible dark monster, motionless, composed of countless malevolent energies—so terrifying, even as a demon, it could not match one percent of that aura...

No!

Not even one-thousandth!

How could a human possess such terrifying malevolent energy?!

And yet.

This fellow is connected to the Xia Lanxingde family?!

Had it known, it would never have dared to target the Xia Lanxingde family!

Hum!

Without hesitation, it burned its essence blood and vanished instantly from its spot.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he made no move to pursue the illusionary eye.

For him,

the variables left behind in the Iron Dimension...

Were already enough!

Whether the aberrant ability evolved in Xia Liu or the Ghost Phoenix about to awaken within Xia Yu, neither was any match for this illusionary eye—of course,

this was also an essential step in Tian Xia's path to becoming the Ultimate Tekker, and Lin Yu had no intention of dealing with it himself.

However,

his very appearance now ensured that the Iron Dimension would also face new variables.

Yet he gave it no further thought, and headed toward Lao Bi Gu PUB.

【109】 At Lao Bi Gu PUB: A mysterious young man speaks with Ye Si Ren!

Lao Bi Gu PUB.

Ye Si Ren stared at the young man before him.

Today,

it was unusually cold—or rather, Lao Bi Gu PUB had always been this way, perpetually operating at a loss.

But.

Today, a customer had arrived unusually early.

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

"I've got everything here!"

Ye Si Ren said with a grin.

"..."

Lin Yu glanced at the menu.

"A vodka."

"Not one that's been opened."

Lin Yu gave a faint glance at the bottle Ye Si Ren reached for—immediately recognizing the liquor inside had been poured back in.

"... Cough! Cough!"

Caught out, Ye Si Ren grew embarrassed, swiftly pulled out a fresh bottle, mixed the drink, and handed it to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu took the glass.

Took a faint sip.

"You're not from around here, are you?"

"I know everyone who comes here—I know who shows up regularly, who's always around!"

"My information is top-notch!"

Ye Si Ren said proudly.

"... Information."

Lin Yu looked at Ye Si Ren before him.

"Good..."

"I'd like to know something."

Ye Si Ren perked up: "Ask me anything—I know it all!"

Lin Yu spoke calmly: "I want to know..."

"The Soul-Washing Melody taken out by the Young Master of the Ye Hena La family."

"Where are you now?"

His gaze fixed squarely on Ye Si Ren.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Ye Si Ren's smile vanished instantly, replaced by awkwardness—but when he saw Lin Yu's stare, he realized something at once.

He opened his mouth to speak.

"I need this Soul-Washing Melody to deal with the darkness."

"To save lives."

"For dealing with the Demon Realm, I don't mind paying a price."

"Money, assistance—it's all acceptable."

"Whatever you want done, I'll do three things for you."

"I only need a period of time."

Lin Yu took a sip of vodka, cutting off Ye Si Ren's words before he could speak.

He preferred bluntness and hated complications, so he laid out his terms directly.

Of course.

He had several methods to obtain it, but he chose the one with returns.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Ye Si Ren fell even quieter—he had never intended to give it up, and had planned to pretend ignorance; no matter what, he could never hand over the Soul-Washing Melody, for it was the ancestral treasure of the Yehenara Clan, given to him by his father as protection against retaliation from future heirs.

Once he handed it over,

if it fell into the hands of demonic energy users or the Demon Realm, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"But... how can I trust you?" Ye Si Ren hesitated, then spoke.

Even if the young man before him

seemed...

not entirely evil.

But at least the self-proclaimed mature man knew appearance could not determine a person's heart.

"You don't need to trust me."