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Chapter 374: Twenty Years (Seeking Subscriptions)
"Only one person can reach the 'Heaven's Gate'?" Lin Yuan asked.
"That's right," Vice Tower Master Nalan nodded.
According to the information he received, every time the Heaven's Gate opens, it will be the bloodiest period on the entire continent.
At that time, Emperor-level powerhouses will fall like rain, and everyone will be eager to enter the Heaven's Gate.
As for the Ancestors? Not every era will see the birth of Ancestors.
But as long as there is an Ancestor alive during the opening of the Heaven's Gate, without a doubt, the one standing in front of the Heaven's Gate will be the Ancestor.
Before many powerhouses from the main universe descended into the two-dimensional world, the Ancestor was the strongest on the continent.
"When was the last time the Heaven's Gate opened?" Lin Yuan immediately asked.
"Nine thousand eight hundred years ago," Vice Tower Master Nalan replied. Upon hearing about the 'Heaven's Gate,' he was extremely concerned about such information and had already inquired thoroughly.
"So, the next time the Heaven's Gate opens will be in two hundred years?" Lin Yuan frowned.
This was not good news.
If there were no other powerhouses from the main universe, Lin Yuan would be confident that he would eventually stand in front of the Heaven's Gate.
But in reality, there were already over three hundred eleventh-rank powerhouses in that two-dimensional world alone.
Eleventh-rank powerhouses had terrifying 'mental processing' speeds, and even if their comprehension was not as good as Lin Yuan's, he had no assurance of sweeping away all the eleventh-rank powerhouses in just two hundred years.
Especially those peak eleventh-rank life forms who reached the sixth stage, they could break through to the ultimate stage at any time, as they had already achieved perfection in all aspects.
The longer the time, the greater the advantage brought by the ability of comprehension.
Based on the timing of the Heaven's Gate opening, the next next time the Heaven's Gate opened would be twelve thousand years later.
In the two-dimensional world, without comprehending the rules, without opening up an internal world, it meant that the lifespan was very short.
Lin Yuan had no confidence in whether he could survive twelve thousand years.
And dying in the two-dimensional world, whether being killed or dying of old age, would cause fundamental loss.
"Do the other powerhouses know about this?" Lin Yuan asked immediately.
"I've already told the powerhouses," Vice Tower Master Nalan nodded.
Regarding the matter of the Heaven's Gate, it was not too secretive. Even if Vice Tower Master Nalan hadn't mentioned it, Lin Yuan would soon learn about it.
"The meaning of the powerhouses is for us to do our best," Vice Tower Master Nalan said.
Lin Yuan fell silent.
In just a few words, he felt a certain brutal competition.
The opponents of human civilization evolutionists actually came from those special life forms.
Especially those peak eleventh-rank life forms who reached the sixth stage, as special life forms, they naturally had terrifying innate talents. Under the same starting conditions, it was difficult for other life forms to compete with them.
Inside the white paper world.
Lin Yuan recalled the cultivation methods passed on to him by Vice Tower Master Nalan.
"A total of thirteen sets of cultivation methods, with the greatest potential in six sets, which can cultivate to the realm of Witch Emperor. The remaining seven sets can also cultivate to Witch King."
Lin Yuan read carefully.
Although he had reached the level of Witch King, the cultivation methods he practiced were created temporarily based on his extraordinary comprehension and the temporary creation of his body.
Compared to these cultivation methods that had been passed down for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, there were inevitably some shortcomings.
It's not that the cultivation methods Lin Yuan created temporarily were inferior to these cultivation methods passed down for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.
It was just that the considerations in certain aspects were not very thorough.
As he read the thirteen sets of cultivation methods, Lin Yuan's physical body faintly began to tremble, making partial adjustments according to these thirteen cultivation methods.
"Witch King-level powerhouses can split mountains with a single punch. Witch Emperor-level powerhouses can punch through a mountain range with one punch. Witch Emperor-level powerhouses can tear apart hundreds of miles of land with one foot. As for Witch Ancestor-level powerhouses, there are no clear records about them because Witch Ancestor-level powerhouses have never made full efforts."
Lin Yuan contemplated the cultivation system of this world while comprehending the cultivation methods.
"I wonder how those eleventh-rank powerhouses are doing now?"
Lin Yuan looked up into the distance, silently contemplating.
Within a primeval forest.
A figure three meters tall stood on the treetops, emitting an aura that made ferocious beasts tremble for dozens of miles around.
"I've finally cultivated to the realm of Witch King," the three-meter-tall figure said coldly. "I am the mighty eleventh-rank ancient god, destined to challenge the ultimate existence in the future."
"If this avatar dies here, with a fundamental loss of soul will, the time to challenge the ultimate will be infinitely postponed," the figure refused to accept such consequences. "The Heaven's Gate opens in two hundred years? And only one person can stand before it and leave this world?"
The figure's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Two hundred years. In the next two hundred years, all of my focus will be immersed in this world, doing everything possible to enhance my strength."
In the next instant, the three-meter-tall figure disappeared into the distance.
In an ordinary gathering place.
Tuoba, disguised as an ordinary human, walked the streets.
"I shouldn't have agreed to the insect race," Tuoba regretted. He found that ever since he offended the Galaxy Master, his luck hadn't been good. First, he ended up in opposition to human civilization.
Now he was stuck in this two-dimensional world.
If it weren't for considering an escape route, how could he have agreed to the insect race's invitation to come to the battlefield? If he hadn't been on the battlefield, he wouldn't have been sucked into this two-dimensional world.
"Regretting now is meaningless."
"The most important thing now is to enhance my strength to the maximum before the Heaven's Gate opens in two hundred years," Tuoba steadied himself, thinking.
Originally, he had planned to challenge the ultimate within a million years. If during this period, he fell in this two-dimensional world, causing a decline in his soul will, then it would be futile to attempt the ultimate challenge because success would be impossible.
"I'm just one step away from advancing to Witch Emperor," a calm voice echoed over the sea surface, a four-armed man standing there, his aura spreading in all directions like an abyss.
"Even if the powerhouses want to kill me, it won't be easy. How could I possibly fall in this two-dimensional world?" The four-armed man's eyes gleamed brightly. He was a powerful special life form capable of rivaling the 'Mother of the Tree World.'
Having met all the prerequisites to challenge the ultimate a long time ago, if it weren't for the fear of failing to reach the ultimate, he would have started the challenge long ago.
"This two-dimensional world might not be a bad thing for me. If I can leave successfully in the end, I have a feeling my mentality will greatly improve," the four-armed man thought silently.
Even he felt a certain pressure at this moment, which was quite rare.
In the gathering place of Luo River.
Lin Yuan and Pado entered this large gathering place.
As Lin Yuan's gaze swept around, he saw a large number of people coming and going, some of whom even emitted the aura of witches.
However, Witch Kings were still rare. At least so far, besides the lurking Witch King deep within the gathering place, Lin Yuan had not found a second Witch King.
"Pado, I'm going to leave for a while," Lin Yuan bid farewell to Pado.
This time, Lin Yuan didn't plan to go back.
Settling in the gathering place would be very beneficial for Lin Yuan. At least, he could easily obtain many of the resources he needed for cultivation in normal times.
Moreover, in such gathering places, information was often very accessible, which was exactly what Lin Yuan needed.
As for the cost of settling down? For Lin Yuan, who was now a Witch King, it couldn't be simpler.
"Alright."
Pado nodded.
Their purpose for coming this time was to exchange acquired resources and purchase some daily necessities to take back.
After parting ways with Pado, Lin Yuan quickly arrived at a shop.
"Sir," a charming woman greeted him.
Although Lin Yuan was dressed plainly, the aura he faintly emitted was enough to command attention.
"I want to sell something," Lin Yuan said calmly.
"Sir, our shop offers extremely fair prices for purchases. Please feel free to sell," the charming woman immediately replied.
"Okay," Lin Yuan nodded, then produced a soft, white fur.
"This is?" The charming woman's expression changed slightly. "The fur of a Day Fox? And it's from the most precious part?"
A storm raged in the charming woman's heart.
The Day Fox was a Witch-level ferocious beast, extremely fast. Even a Witch King would find it difficult to catch, let alone capture it alive and skin it.
The fur of the Day Fox was highly sought after in large cities, not only for its warmth and softness but also for its nourishing effects on women.
"How much is it worth?" Lin Yuan asked directly.
"Sir, I can't decide on this matter. Let me call the shopkeeper," the charming woman said cautiously.
"Go ahead," Lin Yuan replied nonchalantly. Ordinary Witch Kings couldn't catch a Day Fox, but Lin Yuan was not an ordinary Witch King.
Before long, a bearded man hurried over.
"Sir."
"We are willing to purchase the fur of the Day Fox for thirty thousand Witch Crystals," the bearded man pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Okay," Lin Yuan nodded.
Thirty thousand Witch Crystals was already a considerable fortune, and it was also in line with the normal purchase price for Day Fox fur.
The transaction was quickly completed between the two parties.
The bearded man watched Lin Yuan leave.
"Shopkeeper, why didn't you negotiate the price down?" the charming woman asked puzzledly.
She could tell that Lin Yuan was in a hurry to sell the Day Fox fur, so bargaining at this time was crucial.
"Bargain?" The bearded shopkeeper glanced at the charming woman. "Do you think we can negotiate with a Witch King who can catch a Day Fox and sell its fur?"
"Witch King?" The charming woman was surprised.
The young man just now was a Witch King?
Even the strongest in the Luo River gathering place were only Witch Kings.
"I don't know either," the bearded shopkeeper shook his head, "but if he can produce Day Fox fur, I'll treat him as a Witch King."
Leaving the shop.
Lin Yuan went to several other shops.
He sold the gains from hunting down criminals during this time, reaping a significant profit.
He also acquired twenty-three thousand Witch Crystals.
"Pado, I won't be going back."
"If you have anything in the future, you can always find me at this place," Lin Yuan met Pado one last time.
After bidding farewell to Pado, Lin Yuan went to the residence he purchased.
It was a mansion that cost him over twenty thousand Witch Crystals.
Owning property was one of the conditions for settling in gathering places.
"Next, I'll focus on cultivation."
Lin Yuan cherished every moment. He was well aware that once the time for the Heaven's Gate to open became known, all the powerhouse from the main universes who descended upon this two-dimensional world would do everything to enhance their strength.
If the Heaven's Gate opened in two thousand years, Lin Yuan was confident he could sweep through all the powerhouse from the main universes.
But with only two hundred years, time was too short.
Soon, twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
(End of this chapter)
May 14, 2024
Chapter 375: Generous Bounty (Seeking Subscriptions)
Twenty years in the two-dimensional world equate to only two or three months in the main universe.
Virtual world.
Lin Yuan was exchanging intelligence with Vice Master Nalan.
In the two-dimensional world, many major forces' elites have started to cooperate.
Even those unique special beings are no exception.
In the main universe, the power of those Tier-6 Level-11 special beings is terrifying.
But in the two-dimensional world, Tier-11 peak beings might die at the hands of Tier-9 or Tier-10 beings before they fully mature.
The power ceiling in the two-dimensional world isn't high; even Tier-8 beings can easily reach it.
Given the same power ceiling, Tier-11 peak beings might be able to dominate ten or eight beings of the same level with their powerful mental will and comprehension of skills.
But what about a hundred or a thousand? Remember, there are over a billion powerful beings who fell into the two-dimensional world this time.
If Tier-11 beings haven't grown to their limits, they might make fatal mistakes out of carelessness.
Of course, given time, Tier-11 beings will inevitably surpass Tier-8 beings.
Tier-11 powerhouses, with their mastery of power, could eventually rise even if they started from scratch.
But it takes time.
Tier-11 peak powerhouses need time, and so does Lin Yuan.
With his exceptional comprehension, given the same starting point, Lin Yuan is confident he can go higher and farther than those Tier-11 peak beings.
"Galactic Lord, the Evolutionist of our human civilization, has established a base in the capital of the Molan Ancient Country. Are you interested in coming?" Vice Master Nalan asked with a smile.
Although only one person can leave every time the Heaven's Gate opens in the two-dimensional world, human civilization's Evolutionists are still quite united until all other alien strongmen are completely eliminated.
"Molan Ancient Country?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.
In the vast continent of the two-dimensional world, ancient countries are colossal entities surpassing gathering places and cities.
So far, Lin Yuan only knows of twelve ancient countries, each founded by a Witch Patriarch, ruling vast territories.
"My current location is too remote, and the Molan Ancient Country is too far away." Lin Yuan shook his head slightly, giving a casual excuse.
In reality, Lin Yuan simply didn't want to go to crowded places.
As one of the twelve ancient countries, the capital of the Molan Ancient Country is extremely prosperous.
This means it's highly likely that other powerful beings will go there.
The probability of encountering powerhouses from the main universe is too high there.
"Well, that's a pity." Vice Master Nalan sighed, not pressing further.
The vast continent of the two-dimensional world makes long-distance travel a big problem without the aid of spatial rules.
Next.
Lin Yuan chatted with Vice Master Nalan for a while longer.
The topics mostly revolved around cultivation and the whereabouts of famous alien strongmen.
"So far, the Luo River gathering place where I am located is still very safe, with no traces of any alien strongmen." Lin Yuan thought to himself.
Although over a billion powerful beings fell into the two-dimensional world, they are spread out over the entire continent, making them extremely rare.
While the Luo River gathering place is a large one, it is far from being as powerful as city-level forces, let alone ancient country-level forces.
Truly powerful alien strongmen generally gravitate towards prosperous places because they offer more resources and greater potential for strength improvement.
"Galactic Lord, if you have any questions, feel free to contact me anytime," Vice Master Nalan said finally.
"Absolutely." Lin Yuan nodded.
Luo River gathering place.
Lin Yuan opened his eyes.
"Relying on external forces is still unreliable." Lin Yuan sighed inwardly.
For years, he had been waiting for news from the powerhouses. If they could refine that 'blank paper', they would have the ability to pull him out completely.
But now, it seems that hope is slim.
"My biggest advantage compared to those Tier-11 beings is still my comprehension." Lin Yuan contemplated. Unable to rely on external forces to leave, he began to introspect.
Tier-11 beings undoubtedly surpass Lin Yuan in the speed of thought and mastery of basic power.
But comprehension? Even with Lin Yuan's high-level insight, he believes he far surpasses those Tier-11 beings in comprehension.
However, this advantage in comprehension cannot directly translate into combat power.
Especially in the early stages of cultivation, following the cultivation system of this two-dimensional world doesn't require much comprehension.
The Witch, Witch King, Witch Emperor, Witch God, and Witch Patriarch, the five major realms—those Tier-11 beings simply need to follow this two-dimensional world's cultivation methods to advance.
Where real comprehension is needed is after the Witch Patriarch realm.
After the Witch Patriarch realm, there is no clear path forward. To continue to improve, one must rely on oneself to blaze a new trail.
At this point, Lin Yuan's extraordinary insight truly shows its enormous advantage.
In simple terms.
Before reaching the Witch Patriarch realm, Lin Yuan's cultivation speed couldn't match those Tier-11 peak beings.
But after reaching the Witch Patriarch realm, Lin Yuan will easily surpass those Tier-11 peak beings.
That's also why Lin Yuan refused Vice Master Nalan's invitation and chose to hide in the remote Luo River gathering place.
As long as he gets through the initial cultivation phase, those Tier-11 beings will be crushed by him.
Before that, Lin Yuan isn't willing to have too much contact with those powerful beings from other clans.
"Twenty years have passed, and I have also reached the peak of the Witch Emperor realm," Lin Yuan thought silently.
Actually, if he didn't hide here and instead went to more prosperous areas, leveraging abundant resources, Lin Yuan might have already reached the Witch Emperor realm.
But the risk of such behavior is early exposure to powerful beings from other clans.
"To reach the peak of the Witch Emperor realm, my true combat power shouldn't be weaker than a Witch Emperor," Lin Yuan knew.
Compared to the indigenous powerhouses, Lin Yuan, as an outsider, has broader insight and mastery of power that surpasses many indigenous Witch Emperors.
Over the years, Lin Yuan has even created various combat techniques using his extraordinary insight, pushing his martial prowess to an astonishing level.
"The next Witch Emperor realm is crucial. It relates to fully unleashing all my potential after entering the Witch Patriarch realm," Lin Yuan thought silently, already beginning to contemplate the path beyond the Witch Patriarch realm with his extraordinary insight at the beginning of cultivation.
Actually, starting from the Witch Emperor realm, Lin Yuan gradually abandoned the original cultivation system of this world and began to create a cultivation method that is entirely suitable for himself and this world.
"I still need to draw inspiration from the cultivation methods of this world. Otherwise, entering the Witch Emperor realm and beyond might waste a lot of time," Lin Yuan thought to himself.
The path of martial evolution is also created by observing many other evolutionary paths.
While Lin Yuan was contemplating, a voice suddenly came.
"Master."
"Come in," Lin Yuan glanced at the door.
Soon, a slim man walked in.
This slim man's name is Charan Valley, the controller of the Luo River gathering place, a Witch King-level powerhouse.
Twelve years ago, when Lin Yuan reached the Witch Emperor realm, he easily subdued Charan Valley, making him the true master of this large gathering place.
Of course, outsiders don't know Lin Yuan's identity, and everything is done in secret.
"Master," Charan Valley bowed respectfully.
Only he knows how terrifying Lin Yuan's strength is.
When Lin Yuan first appeared and said he wanted to take over the gathering place, Charan Valley didn't take it seriously. But everything that happened afterward left him trembling.
Lin Yuan's strength far surpasses that of a Witch King. Many years ago, Charan Valley had seen a Witch Emperor-level powerhouse, but it seemed inferior to Lin Yuan.
"Do you have the results of what I asked you to investigate?" Lin Yuan asked calmly.
Since he's hiding in the Luo River gathering place, he must control the entire gathering place, which is why Lin Yuan subdued Charan Valley.
Becoming the true master of the Luo River gathering place has eased the shortage of cultivation resources at least at the Witch Emperor stage.
But it's just a temporary relief. Next, Lin Yuan needs a large number of resources to enter the Witch Emperor realm, resources that the Luo River gathering place can't provide.
So, not long ago, Lin Yuan asked Charan Valley to pay attention to the surrounding information.
"Master, the whereabouts of the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves have been confirmed," Charan Valley said softly.
The Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves are notorious Witch Kings, known for their wickedness.
These eighteen Witch Kings are all at the peak of the Witch King realm, committing all sorts of atrocities and carrying many wanted warrants and bounties on their heads.
When all is said and done, the bounty on each Witch King adds up to over four million Witch Crystals, making a total of nearly forty million Witch Crystals.
Lin Yuan needs a large amount of resources for cultivation, but how to get them?
The fastest way is through plundering, but the risks are too great, and it's too conspicuous.
Going after the bounties issued by the ancient countries, hunting down those high-priced fugitives, is the safest method Lin Yuan can think of.
Firstly, killing those fugitives won't be investigated afterward, and secondly, responding to the bounties of the ancient countries will surely keep his identity confidential.
In this way, he can also obtain a large sum of bounty, completely meeting Lin Yuan's expectations.
This doesn't even include the wealth carried by the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves themselves.
"I understand," Lin Yuan nodded.
The bounty on the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves adds up to nearly forty million Witch Crystals, a fortune coveted by even Witch Emperors.
But over the years, the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves have been living freely, and the Witch Emperors who pursued them were not just one or two, but they all returned empty-handed.
Even a few Witch Emperors were injured by those eighteen thieves, suffering significant losses.
Charan Valley has an immense respect for Lin Yuan's strength, but facing such fierce individuals as the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves, one can never be too careful.
Dongyuan City.
This is the closest city to the Luo River gathering place, and it's also a rare large-scale city.
Walking leisurely on the bustling streets, Lin Yuan's appearance and figure have changed significantly.
Since he intends to kill the Cloud Mountain Eighteen Thieves, Lin Yuan naturally accepted the bounty in advance.
If he killed first and then accepted the bounty, there might be objections.
Blood Rain Tavern.
This is an official reward posting point established by the Blood Rain Ancient Country.
It's specifically used to announce rewards for those heinous criminals, and anyone can also post bounties targeting specific individuals here.
Lin Yuan entered the Blood Rain Tavern, and soon someone specifically appeared to serve him.
"Are you here to accept a bounty or to post one?" The person serving Lin Yuan was an old man with a hunched back, his gaze deep as he quietly looked at Lin Yuan.
"Accepting a bounty," Lin Yuan glanced at the hunched back old man.
Although this person has tried hard to hide his strength, Lin Yuan can see at a glance that he is a Witch Emperor-level powerhouse.
Of course, not a Witch Emperor at his peak, but an elderly one, in the twilight of his years.
In this two-dimensional world, there are no rules or insights; the foundation of strength lies in the physical body.
So once someone reaches old age, their vitality declines rapidly, and their strength diminishes quickly.
It is said that after reaching the Witch Patriarch realm, one's qi and blood will condense into one until the moment of death, maintaining peak condition.
"Whose bounty are you accepting?" the hunched back old man asked.
"Yunshan Eight Thieves," Lin Yuan said. Only here at the Blood Rain Tavern did he accept the reward for the Yunshan Eight Thieves. After completing the task, Lin Yuan could smoothly collect the bounty.
The bounty is directly distributed by the Blood Rain Tavern in the form of Witch Crystals, which are universally used in the Twelve Ancient Countries, so there won't be any issues.
The hunchbacked old man, slightly surprised, looked at Lin Yuan and couldn't help but ask, "Whose reward do you want to accept?"
The Yunshan Eight Thieves, each one a pinnacle Witch King, with their combined techniques, could even challenge a Witch Emperor. To accept the reward for them, one must have at least the strength of a Witch Emperor.
But this young man in front of him, is he a Witch Emperor?
"Yunshan Eight Thieves," Lin Yuan repeated.
"The current reward for the Yunshan Eight Thieves is sixty million Witch Crystals. If you want to accept their reward, you need to submit ten thousand Witch Crystals as a 'token'," the hunchbacked old man said.
You can't just accept a reward if you want to. Otherwise, someone might take all the rewards at once, which would affect those who genuinely want to accept them, right?
So —
The Blood Rain Tavern has long established rules.
Those who accept rewards must submit Witch Crystals equivalent to a fraction of the bounty as a 'token'.
As long as you can successfully kill the target afterward, the submitted 'token' will be fully refunded.
If you fail to kill them, you'll get back part of the Witch Crystals used as a 'token'.
This is to raise the threshold for accepting rewards.
"Sixty million?" Lin Yuan was slightly surprised.
He remembered that the total reward for the Yunshan Eight Thieves was not even forty million before.
An average of over two million Witch Crystals per person.
But now?
A bounty of sixty million?
"Six months ago, the Yunshan Eight Thieves raided a treasury belonging to the North Town Prince of the Blood Rain Empire. Out of anger, the prince personally offered Witch Crystals to raise the bounty for the Yunshan Eight Thieves to sixty million," the hunchbacked old man said with meaningful look at Lin Yuan. "If they could successfully raid the prince's treasury, their strength must be higher than imagined."
"Are you sure you still want to accept their reward?"
"Sure," Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.
The Yunshan Eight Thieves' strength is higher than expected? Even if all eighteen of them collectively promoted to Witch Emperors, Lin Yuan's strength could easily surpass theirs.
"Here's the bounty warrant."
"After killing the Yunshan Eight Thieves, bring back their critical parts as proof to collect the bounty here."
The hunchbacked old man didn't continue to persuade and followed the tavern's rules.
Lin Yuan put away the bounty warrant and left the Blood Rain Tavern.
In a vast primitive jungle, Lin Yuan's figure appeared.
"According to the information obtained by Charang Valley, the Yunshan Eight Thieves ended up in this jungle," Lin Yuan looked at the dense ancient trees in front of him, silently contemplating.
For an ordinary Witch Emperor, even a Witch Emperor, finding the Yunshan Eight Thieves in such a vast jungle is definitely not easy.
The Yunshan Eight Thieves have been on the run for years and must be very cautious. Any movement would alert them.
But Lin Yuan is different. As a tenth-stage evolver, despite many of his abilities being suppressed, his sensitivity to aura remains.
Even if it's from a long distance, he can still vaguely sense it. This is an 'advantage' that all strong beings in this two-dimensional world possess.
"At most half a day to search," Lin Yuan disappeared from the spot, silently heading toward various locations in the primitive jungle.
In a certain valley of the primitive jungle.
The Yunshan Eight Thieves were gathered here.
"Hahaha, this time, when we plundered the treasure of the North Town Prince, our brothers truly succeeded," the faces of the eighteen men were filled with exhilaration.
The North Town Prince of the Blood Rain Empire is a big shot in the Twelve Ancient Countries. His treasury, let alone a Witch King, even a Witch Emperor or Witch King would covet.
"Big brother, with the resources in the treasury, at least three to five of us brothers can become Witch Emperors. By then, the reputation of the Yunshan Eight Thieves will greatly increase," the sixth brother among the thieves couldn't help but say, looking at a burly man beside him.
This burly man had a hint of ferocity in his expression, and at this moment, he looked satisfied.
Just the Yunshan Eight Thieves, composed of eighteen Witch Kings, already left many Witch Emperors of the Blood Rain Empire helpless. If three to five more Witch Emperors were born, then within the Blood Rain Empire, as long as they didn't provoke those few, wouldn't they be able to do as they pleased?
"Enough."
"This time, being able to escape from the hands of the North Town Prince was completely thanks to big brother's extraordinary object."
"Without that extraordinary object, even if we were ten times stronger, we wouldn't have been able to escape," the second eldest among the eighteen said shaking his head.
"Yes."
"All thanks to big brother."
"This time, without big brother's extraordinary object, we would've died a long time ago."
The other dozen or so people immediately echoed.
The treasury of the North Town Prince is not so easy to plunder. If it weren't for the compass-like object in the hands of the leader, which could provide them with an escape route in critical moments, they would have all died under the pursuit of the prince's men long ago.
And even make it to here?
"Hahaha."
"The North Town Prince is nothing. If you follow me in the future, even the royal treasury of the Blood Rain Empire can be entered and exited at will," the leader laughed loudly, feeling quite pleased. "The North Town Prince is nothing. If you follow me in the future, even the royal treasury of the Blood Rain Empire can be entered and exited at will."
"Big brother is mighty."
"I've never regretted following big brother."
The eighteen thieves immediately praised.
"By the way, big brother."
"What should we do next?"
"Although we're currently far from the influence of the North Town Prince, we still can't be careless."
At this time, the second eldest spoke.
"Let me see."
The burly man nodded, agreeing with this statement.
The Yunshan Eight Thieves have survived to this day not because of strength, but caution.
After saying that, the burly man took out a bronze compass from his pocket.
A copper needle floated in the center of the compass.
Whenever the burly man faced a dead end under pursuit, he would take out this bronze compass.
Then, according to the direction indicated by the compass, they could find a way out.
"Compass, oh, compass."
"Which direction should we go in next to continue our freedom?"
Holding the compass, the burly man dripped a drop of blood onto it.
Instantly.
The copper needle suspended in the center of the compass began to spin rapidly.
The burly man waited patiently.
They were very familiar with this. In just a moment, the pointer
Instantly, the copper needle suspended in the center of the compass began to spin rapidly. The burly man waited patiently.
They were very familiar with this. In just a moment, the pointer on the compass would stop moving. Then they would follow the direction indicated by the pointer, where it would be absolutely safe.
However, as time passed, almost half an hour went by. The burly man and the other seventeen were somewhat puzzled because the bronze compass in front of them was still spinning incessantly.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 376: The Mysterious Compass (Seeking Subscriptions)
"What's going on?"
"Why hasn't the compass stopped yet?"
The eighteen bandits of Yunshan exchanged glances, somewhat perplexed.
According to their experience, the pointer on the compass should have stopped soon.
Even when facing pursuit from Prince Zhenbei's men, it usually stopped after just a dozen breaths.
But now?
It's been almost half an hour?
If it weren't for having seen the miraculous bronze compass before, the eighteen bandits of Yunshan would probably have been unable to contain their impatience.
"Let's wait a bit longer."
The eighteen bandits of Yunshan patiently continued to wait.
Another half an hour passed.
In front of the eighteen people, the bronze compass with the copper needle suspended in the center.
Still spinning rapidly.
"Is there something wrong with the compass?"
The rough man in the lead stood up, carefully examining the bronze compass.
"Compass, oh compass."
"Which direction should we go next to ensure our safety, brothers?"
The rough man compromised and changed his question.
Buzzing.
As soon as these words were spoken.
The copper needle at the center of the bronze compass spun even faster.
"What does this mean?"
This scene left everyone a bit confused.
What is the compass trying to convey?
The rough man frowned, vaguely thinking of a possibility.
But that possibility was too absurd?
Even when faced with the trap set by Prince Zhenbei, they managed to escape unscathed, and now in this remote place?
"We should immediately disperse and withdraw."
The rough man put away the compass, looking at the other seventeen people with a solemn tone.
"Yes."
"Okay, boss."
Although the seventeen people didn't understand why the rough man gave such orders.
But over the years, they had absolute trust in him.
It was precisely because of this trust that they were able to escape danger many times.
Swoosh.
The next moment.
Old Eighteen among the eighteen bandits chose a direction and ran wildly.
The remaining dozen or so people also intended to choose a direction to retreat.
Suddenly.
Rumble.
A figure silently appeared behind the fleeing Old Eighteen.
Then effortlessly snapped Old Eighteen's neck and casually tossed this fully corrupted pinnacle Warlock aside.
This scene instantly darkened the faces of the remaining seventeen people.
At the same time, an indescribable terror arose in their hearts.
Old Eighteen's strength wasn't much weaker than theirs, both being pinnacle Warlocks, yet in front of that suddenly appearing figure, they couldn't even resist, they were directly killed?
"We've finally found you."
Lin Yuan looked at the eighteen bandits of Yunshan, more precisely, the seventeen bandits of Yunshan now, with a smile.
With his current strength, he could easily turn Old Eighteen among the eighteen bandits into pulp with just a slap.
But by doing so, he wouldn't be able to confirm if the person was indeed Old Eighteen among the eighteen bandits, so Lin Yuan only snapped his neck, leaving a complete corpse.
"You, are you sent by Prince Zhenbei?"
The rough man regained his composure, asking quietly.
The other sixteen people were dry-throated, staring at Lin Yuan intently.
"Prince Zhenbei?"
"I don't know him."
Lin Yuan shook his head, "But I'm very interested in the bounty on you."
"Bounty?"
The seventeen bandits of Yunshan were slightly stunned.
In their eyes, a strong individual like Lin Yuan, even if not a War Emperor, was probably not far from it, belonging to the pinnacle of the Warlord rank.
But to be hunted for tens of millions of War Crystals?
"Sir."
"As long as you don't attack us."
"We're willing to offer sixty million, no, ninety million War Crystals, as compensation."
At this moment, Old Ten cautiously spoke among the seventeen bandits of Yunshan.
As he spoke, he took out a box containing purple-colored War Crystals.
In the two-dimensional world, War Crystals were a special metal, and purple War Crystals were of the highest quality. This box of purple War Crystals was estimated to be worth close to a hundred million.
"So many War Crystals?"
Lin Yuan's eyes lit up slightly.
Originally, the sixty million bounty offered by the eighteen bandits of Yunshan had already delighted him, but he didn't expect an even bigger reward?
"If sir is not satisfied, we can offer more?"
The remaining seventeen bandits of Yunshan, although bleeding internally, still forced smiles.
Nine hundred million War Crystals was also a large number for them, but they had no choice. The situation forced them. As long as they could persuade Lin Yuan, they were willing to pay any price.
"What do you think? Only sixty million War Crystals, we can offer more." Old Ten took a deep breath and continued to inquire.
However.
Swish.
Lin Yuan's figure disappeared again.
When he reappeared, he was already standing beside Old Ten. With a casual gesture, he took the box of purple War Crystals and effortlessly snapped Old Ten's neck.
"Killing you, aren't all of these mine?"
Lin Yuan closed the box solemnly and put it away.
"Let's go."
The rough man, seeing this, didn't hesitate to blast his way backward.
The other fifteen people did the same, each choosing a direction to flee.
"Thinking of escaping?"
Lin Yuan opened his mouth, gently inhaling.
Boom.
Terrifying air currents rushed in from all directions into Lin Yuan's mouth, as if the eye of a storm, uprooting all the ancient trees for miles around and flying towards Lin Yuan.
Along with the sixteen fleeing people, they were also restricted in place, unable to move.
"This?"
The sixteen bandits of Yunshan who stopped in their tracks had their scalps directly blown off.
Is this still a human?
Is this still a human?
Just inhaling once caused such terrifying movements?
At this moment, these dozen or so pinnacle Warlocks felt their understanding of the world shattering.
"Die."
Lin Yuan's figure disappeared, and in an instant, he snapped the necks of six of the Yunshan eighteen bandits.
"Burn for me!"
The rough man who was the farthest away didn't hesitate to start burning his blood essence, his aura suddenly skyrocketing, stepping into the realm of War Emperor.
As the leader of the Yunshan eighteen bandits, the rough man had many hidden cards, and this means of erupting strength was one of them.
With his strength soaring in a short time and entering the realm of War Emperor, although he would pay a price afterward, at least he could survive. Everything was worth it.
"Let's go."
Ascending to the War Emperor realm, the rough man didn't hesitate to flee without leaving behind to cover for his brothers or to delay Lin Yuan.
Although he didn't know Lin Yuan's exact strength, the rough man felt a terrifying pressure even after forcibly ascending to the War Emperor realm in the face of Lin Yuan.
This pressure was no different from what he felt at the pinnacle of Warlock.
"Escape, escape, escape."
At this moment, the rough man had only one thought in his mind.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the rough man finally stopped.
Because not far ahead, Lin Yuan was silently standing there, watching him.
"Sir."
The rough man's heart trembled, despite burning his blood essence recklessly to ascend to the War Emperor realm, he couldn't even escape far from Lin Yuan?
Without thinking, the rough man knew that the other seventeen Yunshan bandits were all dead.
At this moment, various thoughts flashed through the rough man's mind, and the scene of the bronze compass spinning endlessly earlier reappeared.
"So the compass didn't have any problems." The rough man's heart trembled.
The reason why the pointer of the bronze compass hadn't stopped for a long time was that the eighteen of them had no way out.
No matter which direction they went, it was a dead end, unable to escape from Lin Yuan's pursuit.
Thinking of this, the rough man couldn't help but kneel down and plead, "Sir, we shouldn't have negotiated with you. As long as you spare my life, I'll listen to you in the future, serving you for the rest of my life."
The rough man wanted to live.
If he could survive, even if he became a servant, he would be willing.
"Serve me?"
Lin Yuan shook his head slightly, "No need."
Lin Yuan killed all seventeen of the Yunshan bandits. It was said that these eighteen bandits had a very close bond, yet Lin Yuan killed seventeen of them.
Did the remaining rough man have no thoughts at all?
Even if the rough man was currently intimidated by Lin Yuan's strength and dared not have any thoughts, what about in the future?
Lin Yuan naturally didn't want to leave such a hidden danger around him, so he simply killed him, to ease his mind.
As for subordinates? There were plenty of natives in this world, why worry about not having subordinates?
"All eighteen of you, go together." Lin Yuan raised his right hand and easily snapped the rough man's neck.
"I..."
The rough man's eyes widened, and then his breath quickly faded away.
"All eighteen of the Yunshan bandits are here." Lin Yuan withdrew his right hand. "Sixty million War Crystals, plus that box of purple War Crystals worth ninety million, one hundred and fifty million War Crystals, as well as the savings of these eighteen people, and resources to break through to the War Emperor realm, all collected."
A smile appeared on Lin Yuan's face.
This trip completely met his expectations. He originally thought he would need to accept a few more bounties, but he didn't expect to get everything in one go.
"Hmm?"
Lin Yuan also searched the rough man's belongings for treasures.
Suddenly.
A bronze compass fell out.
"Hmm?"
Lin Yuan's gaze fell on the bronze compass, vaguely sensing something unusual from it.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 377: Ultimate Weapon? (Seeking Subscriptions)
"Is this compass?"
Lin Yuan's expression showed a hint of astonishment.
In the two-dimensional world, any extraordinary power would be reduced, leaving only the purest physical form.
But this bronze compass gave Lin Yuan a sense of mysterious aura.
The faint suppression beyond the two-dimensional world made Lin Yuan slightly solemn.
It's worth noting that, up to now, no form of life or treasure at any level can resist the dimensional suppression.
Except—
The ultimate existence.
"How is it used?"
Lin Yuan keenly noticed the residual blood on the bronze compass.
"Is blood used?"
Lin Yuan speculated inwardly.
"I'll study it slowly when I get back."
Lin Yuan put away the bronze compass, rechecked the bodies of the eighteen Yunshan bandits to ensure nothing was missed, and then left with their important organ parts.
To claim the bounty for the Yunshan bandits, one must prove that they did kill them.
And the proof here is generally the important organ parts of the opponents.
Although Lin Yuan gained a lot from the Yunshan bandits, he didn't forget about the bounty crystals on them.
These were freebies that couldn't be wasted.
Eastern City.
Blood Rain Tavern.
The hunchbacked old man was dozing off. As a War Emperor-level powerhouse from the capital of the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom, he deliberately took on the role of the tavern keeper in Eastern City to avoid being courted by various forces.
Although Eastern City was a large city, it was far from the capital and away from the gathering place of forces.
There were not so many worries here, and the hunchbacked old man had planned to retire here.
He was already very old, his vitality was declining, and he was not suitable for competing with those powerful War Emperors who were in their prime.
"Due to the Yunshan bandits lurking nearby, many strongmen from the ancient kingdom have subtly converged here."
The hunchbacked old man shook his head slightly, feeling somewhat helpless.
Just the bounty on the Yunshan bandits alone amounted to sixty million crystals.
Combined with their original assets and savings accumulated over the years, even peak-level War Emperor powerhouses were extremely envious.
However, peak-level War Emperors were still a minority. Most of those who came to hunt down the Yunshan bandits were teams formed by numerous strongmen.
"Hmm?"
"That young man is here again?"
The hunchbacked old man's gaze shifted, seeing Lin Yuan entering the tavern again.
The hunchbacked old man had a deep impression of Lin Yuan.
Firstly, Lin Yuan dared to take on the bounty for the eighteen Yunshan bandits alone.
Secondly, Lin Yuan was not any strongman known to the hunchbacked old man.
Thirdly, it was because the time since Lin Yuan left was too short, not even a day.
Inside a private room in the tavern.
Lin Yuan sat opposite the hunchbacked old man.
"How is it? Are you planning to give up the bounty mission?" The hunchbacked old man's tone held no mockery.
The Yunshan bandits were powerful, with numerous tricks up their sleeves. Even at his peak, the hunchbacked old man didn't have the confidence to take them down, let alone someone who looked as young as Lin Yuan?
The hunchbacked old man speculated that Lin Yuan might be a scion of a certain prominent family, having a whim to take on the bounty for the Yunshan bandits but, after a day of searching, found no trace of them.
So, he returned to the tavern intending to give up the mission.
"No, I'm here to claim the bounty."
Lin Yuan said.
"Claim the bounty?"
The hunchbacked old man looked at Lin Yuan, momentarily at a loss.
Claim the bounty for the Yunshan bandits?
"These are their skulls."
Lin Yuan opened the package he carried on his back, and the eighteen skulls rolled out.
To prove the 'evidence' of killing the Yunshan bandits, ordinary organ parts wouldn't do.
It had to be fatal organ parts like the skull to be recognized by the Blood Rain Tavern.
Before claiming the bounty, Lin Yuan naturally made sure of everything, not wanting to cause any objections at this time.
As for how to confirm that these skulls belonged to the Yunshan bandits, the Blood Rain Tavern naturally had special means to confirm.
"Skulls?"
The hunchbacked old man's expression became solemn.
Although he wasn't sure if these eighteen skulls belonged to the Yunshan bandits at the moment, with his vision, he could easily determine that these skulls came from individuals close to the War Emperor level.
Warlocks, War Emperors, and even War Sovereigns had significant differences in the degree of physical tempering, which affected the hardness and texture of their bones.
Anyone with a little experience could discern this.
"Please wait a moment."
The tone of the hunchbacked old man immediately changed.
He quickly called his subordinates and had them take away the eighteen skulls.
A moment later.
The hunchbacked old man walked quickly into the room, his tone slightly respectful, "Sir, the skulls have been confirmed to belong to the Yunshan bandits."
"Hmm." Lin Yuan nodded.
The reputation of the Blood Rain Tavern was indeed decent.
Lin Yuan chose to claim the bounty at the Blood Rain Tavern because of their 'leniency'.
Anyone could publish or accept bounty tasks at the Blood Rain Tavern without revealing their identity.
Although the Blood Rain Tavern came from the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom, in reality, over the long years, the Blood Rain Tavern had long since become independent, catering to all War-level or higher powerhouses from all twelve ancient kingdoms.
"This is Blood Rain Tea, something only members of the royal family of the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom can enjoy." The hunchbacked old man waved his hand, and someone immediately brought a cup of tea.
The color of the tea was blood-red. Lin Yuan didn't intend to drink it, but with a casual glance, he found a mysterious aura flowing within the tea.
"This tea?"
Lin Yuan's brow twitched.
The mysterious fluctuations in the tea almost gave him a feeling similar to the bronze compass, but far less intense and mysterious than the bronze compass.
If he hadn't just seen the bronze compass, Lin Yuan would probably have only thought that this tea was quite special, rather than thinking about breaking free from the two-dimensional world's dimensional suppression.
"I'll bring it back to drink."
Lin Yuan put away the tea and the cup, placing them in his bag.
Seeing this, the hunchbacked old man was slightly stunned, but he didn't dare to say much.
Lin Yuan was able to easily kill the Yunshan bandits, even if he wasn't a War Emperor-level powerhouse, he was probably not far off. Even in the capital of a powerful country like Lin, he could dominate.
"Blood Rain Tea comes from the Blood Rain Tea Tree, which is a heritage of the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom and has existed since the founding of the kingdom."
"Blood Rain Tea can slowly improve one's physique and has benefits for cultivation with prolonged consumption."
Thinking that Lin Yuan might be interested in Blood Rain Tea, the hunchbacked old man immediately began to introduce it.
"Blood Rain Tea Tree?"
Lin Yuan remembered this name. If even its 'tea leaves' contained a mysterious aura, then the source, the Blood Rain Tea Tree, was probably similar to the bronze compass, a 'treasure' that could break free from the two-dimensional world's dimensional suppression.
"This is a bounty of sixty million crystals."
The hunchbacked old man immediately took out a crystal ticket from the Twelve Kingdoms Bank, which was 'universal'.
"Done." Lin Yuan nodded, taking the crystal ticket.
"Does the gentleman have any interest in joining our Blood Rain Tavern? With the gentleman's strength, as long as you join, you will become a first-class member of the tavern. Not only will you have the privilege of priority in accepting bounties, but you will also receive a higher commission on the rewards."
The hunchbacked old man immediately suggested.
The Blood Rain Tavern can issue any bounty, and during the period, they take a commission on the reward to maintain the tavern's daily expenses.
For example, the bounty for the Yunshan bandits was as high as sixty million, but the Blood Rain Tavern must have taken at least twenty million crystals.
That is to say, if Lin Yuan joins the Blood Rain Tavern, he will receive eighty million crystals in rewards.
"I'll consider it." Lin Yuan didn't intend to join the tavern, but he didn't directly refuse either.
The hunchbacked old man saw Lin Yuan off.
When Lin Yuan's figure disappeared, he returned to his seat and sat down again.
Just then.
Beside the hunchbacked old man, appeared a man with gray-white beard.
"Master." The man with the gray-white beard exclaimed, "Was the bounty for the Yunshan bandits claimed?"
"Yes." The hunchbacked old man nodded.
"Who do you think did it?"
The gray-white bearded man was curious.
The Yunshan bandits were cautious and cunning. Although there were War Emperor-level powerhouses who had taken action before, they often escaped before the War Emperor-level experts arrived.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Yunshan bandits had an almost terrifying intuition, often choosing the most correct path to escape before danger arrived.
"I don't know." The hunchbacked old man shook his head.
"Don't know?" The gray-white bearded man was even more surprised.
For such a powerful person, even the knowledgeable hunchbacked old man didn't know?
"The world is so big, it's normal for me not to know, right?" The hunchbacked old man glanced at the gray-white bearded man, pondered for a moment, then continued, "I guess it should be someone from outside the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom."
Inside the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom, the hunchbacked old man considered himself quite knowledgeable, but he knew nothing about Lin Yuan, the only possibility being that he came from outside the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom.
The bounty for the Yunshan bandits could be accepted not only by the strongmen of the Blood Rain Ancient Kingdom but also by the strongmen of other ancient kingdoms. The range was extremely broad.
"That's enough."
"Let's stop here."
"Don't mention that strongman anymore." The hunchbacked old man got up and said, "Also, withdraw the bounty for the Yunshan bandits."
Since the Yunshan bandits were already dead, there was no need for the bounty to exist.
"Yes."
The gray-white bearded man was shocked in his heart and immediately respectfully agreed.
Several days later.
Deep in the primeval jungle.
In the valley where the Yunshan bandits once stayed.
There were more than a dozen figures appearing here.
"According to the intelligence, the Yunshan bandits should have briefly stayed here." One of the sharp-eyed men said in a low voice.
They were all bounty hunters wandering between the twelve ancient kingdoms, specializing in hunting down lucrative targets.
Recently, they had set their sights on the Yunshan bandits, after all, with a bounty of sixty million, plus the fact that these eighteen bandits had looted a treasury belonging to the Prince of the Northern Town.
With such a huge wealth, it was enough to attract their pursuit.
"There was a massacre here."
Just then, a chubby man beside him carefully observed for a moment before suddenly speaking up.
"A massacre?"
The others were slightly stunned.
Could it be that someone beat them to the punch?
"Not a massacre."
The chubby man corrected himself, "It's a slaughter."
At these words.
Everyone looked at each other with a hint of doubt in their expressions.
Massacre and slaughter.
Although there was only one word's difference.
But the meanings they represented were completely different.
And.
Who slaughtered whom exactly?
"The Yunshan bandits should be almost dead."
The chubby man continued to observe the faint traces left on the scene, and finally concluded, "One of the bandits escaped from this direction, as for the other seventeen, they're all dead."
"Only one person made a move."
The chubby man's tone was flat.
But the brutality and horror eman
But the ferocity and horror he exuded were almost overflowing.
Terrifying scenes appeared in everyone's minds: a strong individual suddenly appeared outside this valley, and then one by one, the Yunshan bandits died. Even if they resisted, they couldn't escape death.
Finally, one of the Yunshan bandits took advantage of the strong individual's slaughter of the other seventeen bandits and fled in this direction.
The chubby man glanced in that direction and immediately followed.
Not long after.
In front of an ancient tree, the chubby man stopped.
"The one who escaped also died." The chubby man spoke solemnly.
Hearing this, the others felt a sudden chill in their hearts.
Even they, intending to hunt down the Yunshan bandits, had never thought of capturing all eighteen of them.
It wasn't realistic.
The Yunshan bandits weren't fools. When they realized they were overmatched, they would scatter and flee.
With eighteen people scattering, how could they capture them all?
Moreover, based on the intelligence they had, the Yunshan bandits possessed an astonishing intuition, often escaping before their pursuers arrived.
"Are they really dead?"
Just then, the leader, a man with black skin, spoke.
"According to the traces left behind, it seems that all the Yunshan bandits are dead," said the chubby man.
"What's the origin of the attacker? Can you tell?" the leader asked.
"I can't tell."
"The Yunshan bandits died quickly, without even struggling," said the chubby man.
If there had been a struggle and fight, there might have been a certain possibility of recognizing the origin of the attacker through the traces of the battle.
But there was no struggle. The Yunshan bandits were slaughtered by that strong individual, one slap at a time. How could one determine the origin of the attacker?
Just then.
A slender figure rushed over.
"The Blood Rain Tavern has withdrawn the bounty for the Yunshan bandits," the slender figure immediately spoke up.
The Blood Rain Tavern had withdrawn the bounty days ago, but the spread of the news had a delay, and the group on the scene only received the message now.
"It seems the Yunshan bandits are really dead," the leader nodded.
The Blood Rain Tavern would only withdraw the bounty after they were absolutely sure that all the Yunshan bandits were dead.
"It's a pity."
"We crossed six or seven ancient kingdoms, and yet we returned empty-handed?"
Everyone exchanged glances, unsure whether to feel regret or relief.
Although their target was snatched by another powerful individual, it was, logically speaking, a very annoying thing.
But seeing the traces of that powerful individual slaughtering the Yunshan bandits, everyone surprisingly felt relieved that they were intercepted in advance.
Otherwise, wouldn't they have to face that mysterious powerhouse?
That the Yunshan bandits were so easily slaughtered by someone meant they had no chance against them.
While others had complicated thoughts, the leader, a dark-skinned man, was lost in thought.
"A powerhouse who can easily kill the Yunshan bandits is at least a War Emperor."
"Just a War Emperor." The dark-skinned man was puzzled, "How come there are so many War Emperor-level powerhouses in the past decade or so?"
Traveling through many ancient kingdoms, the dark-skinned man faintly noticed that in the past two decades, when it used to take hundreds or even thousands of years for a War Emperor to emerge, they were now appearing 'frequently'?
Especially in the capitals of the major ancient kingdoms, previously unheard-of War Emperors were emerging one after another, as if they were dime a dozen.
If it weren't for the reserves left by the ancient ancestors of the major ancient kingdoms, the current Twelve Ancient Kingdoms would probably have changed hands long ago.
Gathering place in Luochuan.
In the deepest cave.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged.
"This operation should be perfect."
Lin Yuan began to review, from accepting the bounty at the Blood Rain Tavern to killing the Yunshan bandits, he didn't leave any traces that could expose his identity.
With the generous bounty on the Yunshan bandits, attracting the attention of most bounty hunters in the Twelve Ancient Kingdoms, when Lin Yuan took action at this time, he would only be considered a powerhouse from the Twelve Ancient Kingdoms.
The scope was broad.
The only oversight was that Lin Yuan had sent Charan Valley to investigate the traces of the Yunshan bandits.
Not that Chalan Valley would betray him.
Lin Yuan had subjugated Chalan Valley, leaving a trace of blood in his mind.
With a thought, he could burst it open. Chalan Valley's life and death were in Lin Yuan's hands, and he dared not betray him.
But having Chalan Valley investigate the traces of the Yunshan bandits for Lin Yuan was not foolproof.
After pondering for a while, Lin Yuan flipped his right hand.
A teacup appeared in front of him.
The teacup was made of expensive jade.
Just this teacup alone was worth a crystal.
But Lin Yuan's gaze was not on the teacup but on the blood-red tea inside.
"Blood Rain Tea?"
Lin Yuan observed carefully.
When he was at the Blood Rain Tavern, Lin Yuan didn't dare to drink this cup of tea, fearing there might be some trick inside.
Although this possibility was low, the reputation of the Blood Rain Tavern was well known. If they were just making small moves because Lin Yuan accepted the bounty on the Yunshan bandits, how could it have escalated to the current scale?
"No toxicity."
After repeated testing, Lin Yuan gently took a sip.
The cold tea flowed down his throat, integrating into his limbs and bones.
During this time, Lin Yuan remained extremely vigilant. If anything abnormal happened, he would control his stomach and isolate all the tea.
"It does have a slight benefit to the physical body."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly.
It was probably because Lin Yuan's physical body was too strong at the moment. If a Warlord-level powerhouse drank this cup of Blood Rain Tea, it probably wouldn't be a slight benefit, but a significant improvement in physique.
"Blood Rain Tea?"
Lin Yuan's thoughts turned, and he finally took out the bronze compass.
"Under the dimensional suppression of the two-dimensional world, there's still a distinct mysterious aura circulating."
Lin Yuan's thoughts fluctuated, and he had a vague speculation.
Even the most powerful eleventh-rank beings couldn't exhibit any extraordinary powers in this two-dimensional world.
But this bronze compass did.
Which means.
This bronze compass.
It's highly likely a supremely powerful weapon.
(End of this chapter)