Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 757: Preparing Proof

The Cold Silk Orchid was a complete entity. Damaging it would not only reduce its efficacy, but could destabilize its internal balance and destroy its value entirely.

Worse still, if the Kidney Peak Head ever learned that the orchid had been tampered with, Han Yu would not even be given the courtesy of a swift death.

No.

What he needed was its aura.

The pure, unmistakable energy resonance that only that orchid could produce.

An aura could not be faked. It carried intent, structure, and origin within it. Even if someone tried to simulate frost Qi, it would lack the layered depth and spiritual fingerprint of the Cold Silk Orchid.

That was what would convince the Peak Head.

Han Yu began by setting up a Qi Containment Formation across the chamber floor.

He moved with practiced efficiency, his fingers tracing glowing lines in the air as spirit Qi flowed from his body into the stone beneath his feet. The formation flared briefly, then stabilized, forming a dome-like containment field that isolated the center of the chamber from the rest of the space.

One reinforcement.

Then another.

By the fourth reinforcement, the formation lines thickened, overlapping in complex lattices. Han Yu's expression remained calm, but his focus sharpened further. Reinforcing a formation was not merely a matter of adding Qi, it required perfect alignment. A single miscalculation could cause resonance collapse.

Fifth.

Sixth.

By the seventh reinforcement, sweat had begun to form at his temples.

Han Yu slowed.

He knew his limits.

An eighth reinforcement was possible, but dangerous. The formation would be incredibly stable, but also incredibly rigid. If it failed under the sudden release of frost aura, it would shatter violently rather than dissipate.

He stopped at seven.

"That will have to do," he murmured.

Next, he turned his attention to the medium that would carry the aura.

From his pouch, Han Yu took out several pieces of basic spirit jade. Smooth, translucent, and faintly luminous, they were common materials used in puppet cores, formations, and low-grade artifacts.

Their biggest advantage was neutrality. Spirit jade could accept almost any type of Qi without immediate rejection.

But accepting and containing an aura were two very different things.

Han Yu selected the cleanest piece and placed it before him.

He inhaled slowly, steadying his breathing, then began inscribing the Aura Containment Formation.

This was where the real difficulty lay.

Unlike large formations etched into stone floors or metal frames, this had to be inscribed onto a surface barely larger than his palm. The margin for error was microscopic. One misplaced line, one fluctuation in Qi density, and the jade would crack or reject the formation outright.

Han Yu's spirit sense wrapped tightly around the jade, magnifying his perception.

The first attempt failed within minutes.

The formation destabilized, the jade vibrating violently before fracturing into dull shards.

Han Yu did not react.

He simply swept the remnants aside and took out a second piece.

The second attempt lasted longer, nearly forty minutes, before a subtle imbalance caused the formation to twist inward and collapse.

The third failure came even later, at the final sealing node.

By the time he began the fourth attempt, two hours had passed.

His breathing was slow, controlled, and utterly focused. Every line he inscribed was precise, his Qi flowing in measured pulses rather than a continuous stream.

Finally—finally—the formation stabilized.

Hummm

The jade pulsed faintly.

"Stable."

Han Yu allowed himself a single nod.

He did not stop there.

Immediately, he began inscribing the Aura Channeling Formation atop the first. This secondary formation was simpler, designed to draw ambient aura toward the jade without actively pulling Qi. It functioned more like a funnel than a siphon.

This part took thirty minutes.

When he finished, the jade felt different in his hand. Empty, yet expectant.

Now came the most dangerous part.

Han Yu activated the containment formation in the chamber to full capacity and circulated the Dancing Flame Art through his meridians. Warmth spread beneath his skin, not blazing, but deep and steady, forming a protective layer against the cold he was about to unleash.

Only then did he place his hand on the sealed box.

He broke three of the outer talismans.

Then, very carefully, he opened the lid no more than a finger's width.

SHUA!

Instantly, bone-chilling cold exploded outward.

Frost raced across the stone platform, creeping up the walls like living veins. The air crystallized, breath turning to white mist. Even with the containment formation active, the temperature plummeted.

Han Yu gritted his teeth as the Dancing Flame Art flared in response.

His eyebrows frosted over.

But the jade reacted immediately.

The Aura Channeling Formation lit up, drawing in a thread of pale blue-white aura that shimmered like silk in moonlight. The aura flowed smoothly, obediently, spiraling into the jade.

Han Yu did not hesitate.

The moment the jade absorbed enough, just enough... he snapped the Aura Containment Formation shut.

CLACK!

The jade dimmed, then stabilized.

Han Yu slammed the box closed and slapped fresh sealing talismans onto it with practiced speed. The frost receded, cracking and melting under the restored balance of the chamber.

Silence returned. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Han Yu stood there for several seconds, chest rising and falling, before finally releasing the Dancing Flame Art.

He picked up the jade.

Cold.

Not deadly.

Perfect.

Within it, the faint, unmistakable resonance of the Cold Silk Orchid slept quietly.

Han Yu's lips curved into a thin smile.

"This," he murmured softly, "will open doors."

Now all that remained… was to write a letter and send a rat.

He began on the first task, then and there. He took out a plain sheet of paper and began to write. He kept it short and precise, knowing that not all elders preferred long drawn detailed letters.

In just a few lines he was done. He then folded it up and put it in an envelope along with the jade piece which fit in it. Han Yu knew the envelope would not tear, as it was made from high quality Spirit Wood Pulp paper.