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He had indulged excessively, leading to a loss of vital energy. His frequent consumption of rich foods caused an imbalance in his internal and external energies, leaving him emaciated. This was clearly a sign of internal deficiency. Strong on the outside but weak on the inside, with energy leaking away bit by bit, it directly affected his physical condition, which explained his ungracious appearance.
Chen Qilin hunched his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and reached into his pocket, saying, "I concede, I concede. Master Ye has great skills."
Immediately, Chen Qilin pulled out a handful of black beads, each about the size of a fingernail, totaling around thirty or forty. After gathering them, he forcefully threw a handful of black beads to the ground.
Lu Chen found the black beads somewhat strange and had not yet reacted when a flash of golden light appeared before him, accompanied by a pungent smell of saltpeter. At the same time, a thick white smoke resembling cotton balls rose up in front of him, completely engulfing him.
Next, he felt a sharp pain in his head as Yin Yuan rapidly flowed like an arrow, making him feel as if he were about to disintegrate.
"Ye Nanzhai, taste the flavor of Yin Thunder! Did you think I didn't know your Flesh never accompanies you? This is specially crafted for you; I've been waiting for this moment. It contains ingredients specifically designed to target Yin Spirit. You keep your Flesh in the Eternal Life Palace; if it weren't for the solid defenses of the Eternal Life Palace, I would have already drilled through it and destroyed your Flesh."
Chen Qilin had long since taken advantage of the chaos to escape and quickly ran to the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle, preparing to drill inside.
After being hit by Chen Qilin's Yin Thunder, Lu Chen suffered significant damage. He hurriedly activated the Four Symbols Thunder Scripture to stimulate the Essence Sphere and quickly repaired his Yin Spirit using the Yin Yuan within. In just a few breaths, he returned to normal.
Lu Chen's expression hardened; he hadn't expected that Chen Qilin had already learned about Ye Nanzhai's departure. The Flesh generally remained in the Eternal Life Palace and did not accompany the Yin Spirit. Thus, he had repeatedly tested the defenses of the Eternal Life Palace but found it too solid for his Earth-Style Flying Shuttle to penetrate. He then focused on developing Yin Thunder specifically to target Yin Spirit.
"Chen Lao thief, it seems you won't give up until you've suffered some hardship!"
Lu Chen's Yin Spirit soared into the air as he shouted loudly at Chen Qilin. At this moment, Chen Qilin had already opened the door of the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle and looked up at Lu Chen, preparing to drill inside and activate the shuttle to escape.
Lu Chen would not give him this opportunity. He formed a hand seal and summoned Jun Bell, using Rift Spell to open its entrance and forcefully inhaled towards Chen Qilin.
"Come back here!"
Chen Qilin had just caught the mechanism door of the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle, preparing to close it, when he suddenly felt his Flesh being tugged and was immediately lifted into the air, his mouth wide open, filled with a strong wind.
A scream echoed, and as Chen Qilin blinked, he realized he was already inside the Jun Bell.
To save trouble, Lu Chen decided to sacrifice Chen Qilin's Earth-Style Flying Shuttle as well, throwing it into the Jun Bell.
Inside the Jun Bell, gravity was ten times stronger than in reality. An ordinary person would quickly suffer cardiac failure and be torn apart. Especially for someone like Chen Qilin, whose body was "weak," he could hardly withstand such torment.
The screams from within were continuous and piercing, causing the Jun Bell to tremble.
Lu Chen's Yin Spirit slipped into the Jun Bell and flew in front of Chen Qilin, standing confidently. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of any schemes from Chen Qilin because now Chen Qilin was too preoccupied with his own survival to think of anything else.
His skin was cracking under the immense gravitational force, blood oozing out. The gravity was unbearable; even a short time would be enough to take his life.
After making him suffer enough, Lu Chen finally unleashed a bit of Rift Spell, which split the gravity around Chen Qilin like black threads, relieving some pressure.
Rift Spell and Healing Void Spell were akin to Shatter the Void. The pinnacle of Qigong Martial Arts was War God, who could perform a great shattering of the void. Rift Spell and Healing Void Spell were two Yin True Methods that could only perform a shattering of the void, also known as fragmentation.
Instantly, with the pressure relieved, Chen Qilin gasped for air, displaying an expression of desperation; his Flesh was utterly exhausted, barely hanging on.
"Are you comfortable now?" Lu Chen asked with a mischievous smile.
Chen Qilin nodded weakly, his voice hoarse as he replied, "Comfortable, very comfortable."
"Mr. Chen, I have a few questions I would like to ask you, and I hope you will answer truthfully," Lu Chen said.
Chen Qilin glared at Lu Chen with suspicion, likely wondering what he was up to. However, recalling the terrifying experience of being torn apart by gravity, he immediately felt uneasy.
"Go ahead and ask. I've fallen into your hands today; it seems I've made a big mistake," Chen Qilin replied weakly.
"What is your relationship with the Great Zhou Court?" Lu Chen asked, very interested in how the court had managed to win over Chen Qilin.
"I have no relationship with the Great Zhou Court, only a slight cooperation with the Defender of the Realm," Chen Qilin said dismissively.
"What are you conspiring about then? You don't need to hide anything from me; just tell me everything. You know what I'm capable of," Lu Chen said, playing with several thin threads in his hand that were flying around haphazardly. They were black and white, filled with the power of Rift Spell and Healing Void Spell, any one of which could kill Chen Qilin.
"Treasures," Chen Qilin replied with just two words, which piqued Lu Chen's interest greatly.
"What treasures? Mr. Chen is actually interested in treasures," Lu Chen asked coldly, clearly hinting at wanting a share.
He was indeed curious. A powerful figure like Chen Qilin could easily gain favor from a prince or a feudal lord and would be put to good use. With just one word, would he really lack for treasures?
"Aren't you?" Lu Chen shot out a force of Healing Void Spell, healing the space around Chen Qilin and immediately placing him under ten times normal gravity, causing him to scream in pain.
"Can't I just tell you?" Chen Qilin replied impatiently, looking distressed. He understood deeply that unless he bled a little today, it would be very difficult to escape from this Ye Nanzhai.
"This batch of treasures is extraordinary. It may be useless to you, but for me, it is more important than my life. If I can possess it, I would do anything!"
Chen Qilin exuded a bold aura, and his murky eyes revealed a hint of obsession.
The treasure that could make Chen Qilin willingly pay any price piqued Lu Chen's interest even more.
Chen Qilin continued, "Its origins come from an ancient scroll I read, dating back to the Refining Era three thousand years ago, spanning dozens of dynasties, incredibly ancient and unimaginable."
"Where is the ancient scroll?" Lu Chen asked, genuinely wanting to see something that had crossed so many dynasties and was over three thousand years old.
He had heard some tales about the Refining Era, but they were too vague to discern their truth.
"It was destroyed!" Chen Qilin replied.
"Destroyed? You can't be lying to me, can you?" Lu Chen questioned.
Chen Qilin shot Lu Chen a glance and said, "What would I gain by lying to you? The secrets in the ancient scroll are not difficult to understand; anyone slightly clever can decipher the location of the treasure. How could I let something like that fall into someone else's hands? Besides me, no one else knows about it."
After a moment of hesitation, Lu Chen found this reasoning plausible. He recognized that he also shared a similar ruthless nature in his dealings.
"Then how do you know if it's real or not? It's been over three thousand years; what if someone forged it?" Lu Chen asked.
Chen Qilin sneered coldly and said, "Impossible. I have personally checked it; it is absolutely genuine and matches the descriptions in the ancient text. It's just that I currently lack the ability to transport it. Do you think I would collaborate with the Defender of the Realm without reason?"
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Your collaboration with the Defender of the Realm is because you value his manpower and financial resources, hoping he will help you bring the treasure back, right?"
The Defender Prince is the first pillar of the Great Zhou Court. With a single word, he can command thousands of troops, and the Golden Mountain and Silver Mountain are nothing to him.
Chen Qilin remained noncommittal, pausing before saying, "Over the years, I have helped him with countless matters, even gifting him eight pieces of Nether War Armor to arm the Loyalty and Righteousness Eight Men. But now, after years of warfare, he has turned a blind eye to my efforts. At this rate, who knows when he will be able to spare a moment? I am beginning to doubt his capabilities. Can he really help me retrieve the treasure? Or are his promises just empty words? If the Great Zhou Court meets its end, will I forever lose the chance to see my efforts fulfilled?"
Chen Qilin's tone was filled with distress; beneath his cynical demeanor lay a deep concern.
Lu Chen clicked his tongue. Indeed, those Nether War Armors were related to Chen Qilin, and he had personally gifted them to the Defender of the Realm, indicating a covert collaboration between them.
Chen Qilin continued, "The manpower and resources of the Defender of the Realm are all devoted to war; how could he possibly pay attention to me? The Great Zhou Court is besieged on all sides and lacks legitimacy. Hu Yun is suffering greatly, yet he still engages in this reckless struggle, foolishly hoping to turn the tide."
In the end, Chen Qilin's voice grew faint, only weak sighs could be heard.
"Mr. Chen, have you never considered switching your allegiance?" Lu Chen asked. "With such vast lands, why worry about not finding another Defender of the Realm?"
"Things are not as easy as you think. I was born a man of Central Plains and will die as a ghost of Central Plains. The Demon of the Following Magic, Yushan, the Giant Barbarians, and Western nations—all their combined strength cannot compare to a single Defender of the Realm. If I wished to ally with them, I would have done so long ago. But the beautiful rivers and mountains of Central Plains have always been recognized as rightful territory; how could I allow those barbarians to trample upon it?" Chen Qilin turned out to be someone deeply attached to Central Plains.
"What about the treasure? Where is its location?" Lu Chen asked.
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