Chapter 1108: Chapter 338: Sikong Yan? Lin Jin? No, No, Something’s Seriously Wrong...

Upon hearing Mo Tianheng’s words, Zhou Qing was deeply shocked.

This Purple Gold Order with a special mark carried more weight than a tributor’s position, by a whole three points.

The right to mobilize resources from thirty-five divisions means that no matter where he goes within the Dynasty, he can receive the full support of Duobao Trading House.

What shocked him even more was the deeper meaning in Mo Tianheng’s words.

The Dynasty "on the surface" only has seventeen Spirit Slash Great Powers, but what about in secret?

It seems the true number of Spirit Severing Realm individuals in the Dynasty far exceeds seventeen.

Indeed, just like Second Uncle, the Lu Family sisters advancing to Spirit Slash, not many people know about it.

And there’s the Xuanyuan Clan holding the secret formula for advancing to Spirit Slash!

"Senior, this..."

Mo Tianheng interrupted with a wave of his hand: "No need to refuse. I appreciate your character, this token is merely a convenience."

"Today, let’s consider it as forming a bond of goodwill, perhaps one day my Duobao Trading House might need your assistance."

Seeing Mo Tianheng’s firm attitude, Zhou Qing took a deep breath and accepted sincerely: "Since it’s like this, junior accepts gracefully."

The two chatted a bit more, then Zhou Qing cupped his fists and left.

Mo Tianheng’s smile slowly faded only after Zhou Qing’s silhouette disappeared.

"This young man has a strong character, definitely not someone who will remain in obscurity, he will surely achieve great things in the future..."

As he said this, his expression slightly changed, his figure moved, and he vanished instantly from where he stood.

...

After Zhou Qing walked out of Duobao Trading House, he felt somewhat dazed.

But looking at the pile of Wood Attribute Spirit Stones in his storage bag, Zhou Qing confirmed he wasn’t dreaming.

Including those that fell from Xuanyuan Yichen, he now had a total of sixty-five Wood Attribute Spirit Stones.

Hard to imagine, he wondered how many Spirit Seals he could comprehend from these.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing felt a wave of warmth surge from his Dantian, even his breath quickened.

In any case, he owed Duobao Trading House a favor this time.

Just as Zhou Qing was about to take out the Communication Jade Scroll to ask where his senior brother and second senior sister were waiting for him, a sudden warning alarmed his heart.

"Boom——"

A thunderous roar burst open high in the sky, trembling the air across the entire long street!

Zhou Qing quickly looked up, his pupils constricting——

A black shadow fell from the clouds, crashing heavily into the street!

"Bang!"

The bluestone pavement cracked inch by inch, dust rising everywhere.

As the dust settled a bit, Zhou Qing finally saw the person’s attire——a purple-gold Python robe, a jade belt with python patterns, it was surprisingly the Chief Eunuch, Gao Xianzhong!

Yet, before the crowd could exclaim in shock, a white shadow moved like a ghost, stepping in mid-air!

The mysterious cloud-patterned boots landed heavily, Gao Xianzhong’s head burst like an overripe watermelon, splattering red and white materials, glistening in the sunlight with a shocking scarlet.

The Spirit Severing Realm pressure descended with a thunderous roar!

In an instant, the air across the entire street seemed to freeze.

Everyone felt as if trapped in an icy cave, their legs weakening, even their breathing becoming difficult.

The white-clad figure was shrouded in a layer of hazy spiritual mist, face indistinct, only eyes cold as blades sweeping over the crowd.

Gao Xianzhong’s Primordial Spirit fled in panic, but hadn’t escaped three feet before the white-clad figure flicked a finger——

"Whoosh!"

A silver light flashed, the Primordial Spirit instantly obliterated!

The white-clad figure stood with hands behind his back, gaze sharp as electricity, swiftly scanning the crowd.

On the street, everyone held their breath as if terrified of attracting the attention of this Spirit Slash Great Power.

Only Zhou Qing remained frozen in disbelief under his mask.

Because at this moment, atop the white-clad figure’s head, floated a line of golden letters——[Wicked Spirit Level Fish]!

What was going on?

Zhou Qing’s heart surged with waves of turmoil.

He had never bound this person, let alone the opponent being a Spirit Severing Realm powerhouse!

The next moment——

"Rip!"

The white-clad figure raised a hand and sliced, as if tearing through fabric, a pitch-black spatial rift opened abruptly, swallowing all light.

With a single step, he disappeared without a trace.

Only after the pressure fully dissipated did the entire street finally breathe a sigh of relief, filled with the sound of hurried gasps.

"Phew..."

"Who, who was that? To dare slay the Emperor’s favored Chief Eunuch!"

"What are you saying, Spirit Severing Realm kills without needing a reason?"

"Exactly, maybe that person was foolish, unknowingly offending this great power in some way."

...

Amidst the chaotic discussions, Zhou Qing remained standing, his mind a chaotic whirlwind.

Soon, something seemed to dawn on him, a cold sensation climbed his spine, inciting shivers all over.

Such a strange tag was unseen before, but if dissected, it was familiar indeed.

Because the note Lin Jin gave him was [Wicked Spirit Level Strange].

And Sikong Yan was [Fish].

Combined, they became——[Wicked Spirit Level Fish!]

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing felt his hairs stand on end.

He remembered that when he last met Lin Jin, the calm yet eerie sentence——"I’m going to die."

At the time he didn’t think much of it, merely saw it as some metaphor.

After all, Lin Jin had never revealed his true face, but judging by the voice, seemed only middle-aged.

And having had a relationship with Consort Chen, how could he appear as one nearing the end of lifespan?

More strange was Lin Jin’s close relationship with Sikong Yan, even joining forces to kill Fifth Prince Xuanyuan Fengtai and several Divinity Transformation Perfection Guardians.

Afterwards, Lin Jin even used Cyan Feather Immortal Sect’s goodwill to beg [Bad Luck Sticker] from him, using it on Gao Xianzhong.

Leading Taiqing Sect to have no choice but to shelter them for a period of "turning luck"...

Yet now, clearly two independent entities, why would their notes merge into one?

Could it be, the two became one?

Zhou Qing felt his throat tighten, scalp tingling with numbness.

What on earth was going on?

Refinement? Devouring? Possession?