Chapter 1056: Do You Know About Spirit Stones?

"I have that," Yu Qiao slapped his thigh. "I used to be in this business, dealing in antiques, jade, and jewelry. Not just jade, I've even dabbled in the sapphires that are a specialty of S Jing."

"The things I want aren't ordinary jade, nor are they high-quality jade, but jade that contains that trace of Spiritual Energy nurtured by heaven and earth," Chen Yu said. "You can understand it as Spirit Stone."

"This... Sir, you might not believe it, but I have come into contact with such things," Yu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then blurted out.

"You've come into contact with them?" Chen Yu smiled. "Then tell me, what kind of thing is the Spirit Stone I speak of? Have you ever seen one?"

"The texture is crystal clear, containing not a single impurity, and there is a faint Spiritual Light surging within. If you place a piece by your pillow, you sleep exceptionally well at night, and you wake up feeling refreshed in the morning."

"Moreover, if this thing can be made into a pendant to wear on the body, it can ensure a person is immune to all diseases, and they can walk as if flying even at ninety years old."

Chen Yu looked at this guy with some surprise. You have to admit, although this guy is full of hot air, his description of the Spirit Stone is correct.

Indeed, regarding Spirit Stones, this is the common perception among ordinary people. This kind of stone is jade that nurtures a trace of the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, and its grade is also divided into various ranks.

But even the lowest-grade jade is of great benefit to ordinary people because the Original Power of heaven and earth contained within it is very powerful.

If a person has a Spirit Stone as an accessory, it is truly true that they will be immune to all diseases and have a robust body; even if they live to a ripe old age, they can still walk as if flying.

"Sir, I wasn't wrong, was I? I really have connections," Yu Qiao looked at Chen Yu ingratiatingly. Now he was desperately trying to get on good terms with Chen Yu.

After all, his enemies had made him look wretched, and even if he went abroad, his enemies would not let him go. If he had a powerful person like Chen Yu protecting him by his side, he could sleep soundly without worries.

"You aren't wrong. I am Chen Yu. You fled in such a panic—did you run into trouble back home?" Chen Yu asked. "Or is it that an enemy has driven you to this point?"

"If you can find the things I want, I will help you settle any enemies you have. In the country, as long as you haven't committed murder, arson, or violated someone's wife or daughter, I can also help you clear your identity and let you live normally in the country," Chen Yu said.

"Mr. Chen, I am a good person. I just wander between countries trading a few things to earn a little money. I have truly never done anything harmful or wicked."

Yu Qiao was overjoyed, and then he began to pour out his grievances: "But competitors are enemies. I didn't get along with a rival. That guy has connections and resources, and he insisted that I was smuggling national cultural relics and wanted to arrest me. So, I had no choice but to flee in a panic."

"Fine, then we can cooperate. Once we get there, I will solve your troubles, and you will find the things for me," Chen Yu nodded.

Actually, he had only mentioned Spirit Stones casually; he hadn't expected this guy to have actually seen them. If he could find them, that would be best; if not, it didn't matter.

In any case, going abroad requires a legitimate reason. He would deliberate further after contacting the Special Action Team there.

"Good, good, thank you, Mr. Chen." Yu Qiao was overjoyed. Now, he could sleep soundly without worries.

With the rumble of the motor, the small boat finally docked. This place was a remote area of S Jing, but there were already uniformed patrol officers here checking people.

In fact, S Jing is very close to Huaxia, separated only by a river. The ethnicity is closer to the Southeast Asia region, but in border areas like this, there is a large mix of yellow-skinned people.

Moreover, many places speak the Huaxia language, and even store signs are mostly in Chinese characters. If you couldn't see some dark, thin, and short people on the street, you might even think you were still in the country.

Of course, the dietary habits are still somewhat different, and the bureaucracy in this place also exceeded Chen Yu's expectations.

After Chen Yu got off the boat, he found this place was the political center of S Jing, Dedu City. However, the political power of this country was too severely fragmented, and Dedu City was unable to suppress the various warlords. Still, since Dedu City was the political center of the S country, it was relatively more prosperous.

Calling it prosperous, this place was no different from some fifth or sixth-tier small county towns in the country, and most of the transportation on the streets consisted of motorcycles.

As soon as they landed, a group of people lined up to pay to get ashore. The ones collecting the money were their local violent apparatus, wearing standard police uniforms, openly and brazenly taking the money and letting people pass.

"Mr. Chen, this is the head tax. This country is in turmoil, but the more chaotic it is, the more opportunities there are to make a fortune. We people who smuggle ourselves over need to pay the police jurisdiction of the landing area," Yu Qiao whispered.

"This is quite interesting. Can you leave after paying the money?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, after paying, they turn a blind eye and don't bother you anymore. But if you don't pay... the consequences will be very serious," Yu Qiao said.

Just then, a man in ragged clothes on the side was dragged to the side by several security guards for refusing to pay the fee, and they held rubber batons and beat him fiercely.

The man struggled desperately to dodge, but the rubber batons fell on him like raindrops, beating him half to death.

After all, the people who come here do not have legitimate identities, so the security guards here can beat them to their heart's content and vent their frustrations.

Chen Yu shook his head, walked up, paid the money, and left.

Only, the dark, thin police chief squinted at Chen Yu, then his gaze swept over Ye Xinyu who was following Chen Yu. He said in Huaxia language: "You, not enough money."

"Isn't it five hundred per person? I have two people, one thousand. How is it not enough?" Chen Yu asked.

"Her." The police chief pointed at Ye Xinyu, a trace of evil intent flashing in his eyes: "Coming here to do business, according to our rules, ten times."

In S Jing, prostitution is legal, which is also a means of attracting foreign tourists. Many people come here just to go to the famous Gentle Fragrance to enjoy themselves.

Chen Yu understood the meaning behind his words; he had mistaken Ye Xinyu for that kind of woman.

"She is my woman. She didn't come here to do business. I can pay the money, but you must apologize for what you just said." A flash of killing intent crossed Chen Yu's eyes.

"Don't bring trouble upon yourself." The police chief poked Chen Yu's chest with the rubber baton in his hand.

"Apologize," Chen Yu said calmly.

"Outsider, you're courting death." The police chief was furious. He grabbed the baton in his hand and swung it toward Chen Yu's head.

But Chen Yu glared, and with a boom, his powerful Divine Sense directly sent the police chief's short body flying more than ten meters away. He bled from his seven orifices, slumped half-prostrate by the river, and did not move again.