Chapter 210: Seeking Assistance

Underground.

Because a stone wall blocked the way ahead, Yu Lin smashed it with a single punch, but the chain reaction caused the whole area to collapse.

That is also why the house above fell.

But it's fine; we can compensate later.

The state will reimburse it; consider it demolition.

Yu Lin swept away the fallen rocks before him and looked up at Bai Jiajia standing at the edge of the ceiling:

"Stand farther away, so you won't get hurt."

"Okay, okay." Bai Jiajia immediately moved farther, but she took out her drone and used it to see what Yu Lin was doing.

Yu Lin didn't care; after the memory erasure, watching is as good as not seeing.

But given her father's status as a tycoon, he probably has also encountered information about extraordinary powers.

Maybe erasure isn't needed; we'll discuss later.

Then, in her line of sight, Yu Lin punched repeatedly, descending hundreds of meters into the deep underground, and the half‑remaining house was completely collapsed.

Until a passage appeared before Yu Lin's eyes; he stepped forward, walked along it, and the view suddenly opened up.

The Yongzhou Cauldron, half‑buried in the stone wall, appeared in Yu Lin's sight.

Meanwhile, Dragon Lord, who was gaming at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the Qilin sensed it, instantly powered down their devices and rushed here.

How could anyone miss such a spectacular scene?

They arrived almost the moment Yu Lin placed his hand on the cauldron.

Buzz—

Golden Radiance burst from the cauldron, instantly illuminating the entire underground space.

Within the light, a White Tiger slowly materialized.

Its fur was snow‑white, with faint golden patterns shimmering, and a golden "Wang" character blazed on its forehead.

The White Tiger lazily flicked its head, yawned, and then opened its amber eyes:

"Long Ge, Qilin, long time no see."

Dragon Lord didn't wait for small talk, stepped forward and grabbed it: "Cut the nonsense! Come with me now; five minutes to master the procedure, ten minutes for coordinated action."

"Time is of the essence!"

Before the words finished, the three beasts vanished instantly, leaving Yu Lin alone before the Yongzhou Cauldron, as if he were the artifact's spirit.

Yu Lin: "............ This is efficiency."

He shook his head, let the Yongzhou Cauldron merge with the Ding Pattern on his chest, and just as he was about to leave, he stopped again.

Because in his line of sight,

He saw a line of small characters on the stone wall behind the Yongzhou Cauldron:

【The Great Sage Equal to Heaven has visited here】

It seems Sun Wukong already discerned his intention back then.

Indeed, having such an object beneath me and being sealed here for so many years without noticing is abnormal.

Yu Lin lifted his hand, erased the inscription, restored it to its original state, then turned and left.

When he emerged, a crowd had already gathered outside.

Yu Lin, too lazy to deal with them, let the Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau handle it and then left.

He planned to stroll around Huayun City, enjoy the local cuisine, and return to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.

But plans can't keep up with changes.

He had just ordered food at a restaurant and paid.

Yu Lin's phone rang; looking down, he saw a call from Bai Xiaoxia. As soon as he answered, a shout came through:

"Yu Lin, help!"

"........... Where are you?"

"Fusheng Province, Changle City, Jinhua Industrial Park—come quickly! We're dying! We encountered............"

Before the words finished, the call was abruptly hung up.

It seems the matter is indeed urgent.

Yu Lin put away his phone, looked up at the chef preparing dishes, and said:

"Boss, I'm going out to buy something, I'll be back soon."

"Alright!"

Fusheng Province, Changle City, Jinhua Industrial Park.

Qin Zhao, Bai Xiaoxia, and ZhouYi, together with a newly added girl named PengYu, formed a squad sent here for training.

After more than a year of cultivation and honing, the three except ZhouYi have entered the Unbroken Realm Perfected, just one step away from the Concentration Realm.

ZhouYi, who started earlier, has already entered the Early Concentration Stage.

With the Heavenly Authority of the four, even a typical Late Concentration Stage assault doesn't frighten them; they can even resolve it swiftly.

Today.

They received a mission to hunt down an escaped practitioner of the Early Concentration Stage.

"Chen Jianghe, without Heavenly Authority, of ordinary talent, felt that proper cultivation could never break through the Concentration Realm, so he turned to demonic arts; half a month ago he killed his family and fellow sect members, extracting their essence to breakthrough to the Early Concentration Stage."

"Then he wounded his master, crippled his senior brother, and vanished."

After PengYu relayed the information, she turned to look at ZhouYi, who held copper coins in his hand:

"Brother Zhou, have you calculated where it is?"

ZhouYi said nothing, simply tossed the copper coin into the air; when it landed, he raised his hand and pointed to the right‑front.

There, number seventeen.

Qin Zhao, who was driving ahead, upon hearing this, immediately turned the steering wheel and headed straight for Factory No. 17.

After stopping the vehicle in front of the gate.

The four got up and walked out, put on their equipment, made a simple tactical deployment, and then entered.

This was not the first Condensing Spirit realm mission they had received, nor was it the one with the highest cultivation, so the four were full of confidence in this mission.

But they also didn't let their guard down; these demonic cultivators—who knows what price they'd pay to survive, what methods they'd use without restraint?

The four proceeded all the way until they stopped at the entrance of an equipment room.

ZhouYi nodded and said in a low voice: 'Inside.'

Qin Zhao and the three others immediately took up positions.

With the highest cultivator ZhouYi in front, Qin Zhao on the left, PengYu on the right, and Bai Xiaoxia in the rear.

The moment ZhouYi opened the door, a sound came from ahead:

'You came pretty fast, not trash.'

Ahead.

A corpulent man with his upper body bare, layers of shiny, oily fat stacked upon each other.

He wore a smile on his face, yet it evoked an inexplicable disgust.

Two rows of workers knelt before him, trembling, while he stepped on a middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood, alive or dead unknown.

Chen Jianghe sat on a creaking chair, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Qin Zhao and PengYu, revealing a lecherous smile:

'Not bad, not bad, there are two more fine specimens; today I can enjoy them again! Hahaha——'

His laughter echoed in the spacious factory, but the four's expressions didn't change at all.

Such a lowly provocation tactic had no effect on them.

ZhouYi flipped his wrist, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword tip pointed directly at Chen Jianghe:

'Will you come with us willingly, or must we fight again?'

Chen Jianghe's eyes turned cold, and he gave a vicious laugh:

'You think you've already won?'

He suddenly kicked the middle-aged man beneath his foot aside; as the man flew toward ZhouYi, his corpulent body erupted with astonishing speed!

His hands turned into black claws, striking straight at ZhouYi's face!

'Courting death!'