"That's good. It's still more reassuring like this." Ming Lin nodded.
Following a period of contact, aside from Ming Lin and Bo Siqi, the other people coming from the Crimson Thunder Planet had also joined their ranks of secretly selling Nether Realm Mother Stones while simultaneously purchasing Evil God Power. While efficiency greatly increased, it would also bring unexpected risks.
Although Su Chen's status was becoming higher and higher, the hidden dangers of this kind of matter had not disappeared, instead growing larger and larger. They had to ensure nothing went wrong; he himself had also conducted relevant imprinting.
After finishing responding, Teng Liang had no more sound, standing silently.
Ming Lin stayed here bored. Saying a sentence, he swayed and drifted towards other places, his eyes glancing without showing any change in expression.
The Bronze Sect's so-called testing was actually also primarily targeting Evil Gods.
"Do we still need to be tested, ah?" A burst of rough and unpolished voice transmitted. Ming Lin looked following the sound. That was a group of guys who had undergone partial chanical modifications. More than half their bodies were a cold tallic luster.
"chanical Professionals?" He raised his brows. This kind of Professional was relatively rare.
Sweeping a glance at the logo on their personal belongings—a silver-white chanical iron fist, surrounded by patterns resembling electric arcs.
"As expected, people from the Hall of chanical Martial Arts."
The Hall of chanical Martial Arts was created by a Morning Star Tier Professional. Titled the chanical Martial Sovereign, he also had quite a reputation in the Dust Star Sea.
However, this ti it was obviously not the other party leading the team. The entire Peak Star Tournant had a duration of over a year; the old nest still needed soone to stand guard.
"The process is like this." The person in charge from the Bronze Sect was neither servile nor overbearing.
The other party grumbled a few sentences and also didn't say anything more.
"Here, if you're a dragon you have to coil, if you're a tiger you have to crouch."
Ming Lin watched with quite so interest for a while, then swayed to other places, his gaze sweeping... the Dark Moon Group.
The flow of people converged. The spaceships erging from that Star Gate constantly didn't cease.
Over ten hours later, Teng Liang, who was currently sweeping his gaze around the surroundings, suddenly had his brows stir. He abruptly turned his head to look. Heads bobbed and moved.
Among them, the most eye-catching was a group of guys wearing wine-red uniforms. An dark moon was embroidered on their chests, walking directly past in front of him.
"An illusion?" Teng Liang hesitated for a mont, not finding the source of the faint feeling of being Spied On.
"It's that Teng Liang. He is also here. However, he seemingly doesn't have any Special Aspects, yet he could root out Hei Zhao and Wu Wang."
Black Buddha walked directly past. Teng Liang's appearance was still learned from Hei Zhao.
But he didn't take it seriously. Although he wasn't a Faceless Ghost, he was at any rate also a Great Eldritch God. For this Flesh Body, unless a Morning Star Tier personally took action to probe, it was also very hard to see any clues. He didn't care about this Teng Liang.
"Brother Zhang!"
Ming Lin had already strolled to the backstage managent office of the Starport. He familiarly greeted one of the people in charge: "What's the situation? Why is it still so congested?"
"It still has to be congested for several days." The person in charge sighed. "In past sessions at this ti, it should have already opened long ago. However, this year ti was delayed to construct Dragon Abyss Planet. They have all been congested at the Eternal Dao Hub for quite a few days."
"How many factions ca, ah?" Ming Lin sowhat clicked his tongue, casually flipping through the registration forms in the backstage.
The factions in the Dust Star Sea were nurous. So possessed the qualifications to be invited, while so purely ca to join in the fun, or expand their network of connections.
"Not to say ten out of ten, but there must be eight or nine out of ten."
"Is that so?" Ming Lin was sowhat surprised. His gaze solidified, locking onto an invited faction that arrived two hours ago—the Dark Moon Group. Person in charge—Zhao Cheng.
This was exactly the na... The reason Su Chen reassigned him back was precisely to let him specifically keep an eye on this faction.
"Then you guys slowly get busy; I won't disturb you." Ming Lin exchanged pleasantries for a couple of sentences, then swayed away. Greeting Teng Liang again, he exited the Starport, riding a Flight Vehicle heading straight for Dragon Abyss.
The Flight Vehicles passing back and forth were truly too many. Ming Lin expended so ti before arriving at Dragon Abyss. His gaze swept past the Zenith Star Arena in the center. Suspended around the four sides of the cylindrical building were giant Virtual Screens; this was the Preliminary Rankings.
However, even with a steady stream of people entering this Zenith Star Arena to conduct Initial Ranking, these 100 rankings on top still didn't have any nas.
Ming Lin actually understood a thing or two regarding this. Because the Data in the early stages was too little, this preliminary list had a one-month closed period. Only after sufficient Data had been collected would rankings be conducted.
Saving so 5th-Tier and 6th-Tier guys from seizing the initiative to climb onto the rankings, creating so matters that invite criticism.
"The Dark Moon Group, an organization jointly created by multiple 9th-tier Class Users. Its main business is weapon equipnt and rcenary services... It also can't be considered naless in the Dust Star Sea. Residing in District A."
Ming Lin got off the Flight Vehicle, calling up the map and currently estimating directions. Suddenly he heard voices transmit from his side:
"Why is the Bronze Sect's Preliminaries thod different from before, ah? Hitting a target to conduct Data collection, then ranking based on Data. Can it be presented completely?"
"It would be better to set up a fighting arena and fight it out punch by punch, kick by kick."
The ones speaking were several young people, also just getting off the Flight Vehicle, raising their heads to look at the suspended screens outside the Peak Star Tournant venue.
"A frog in a well!" The middle-aged man leading them in front shouted a reprimand upon hearing this. "Although the last ti the Peak Star Tournant was held at the Bronze Sect was already 40 years ago, it's excusable that you don't understand. But couldn't you go check the information?"
"The Bronze Sect's Fortune Bronze Core and its derived Challenge System can perfectly Mimic any Data of the challenger."
"It can even be said that if you fight against your own Challenge Projection a hundred tis, you might even lose once or twice. Because they won't make mistakes, but you still will!"
Being reprimanded for a few sentences, those few young people kept quiet out of fear, yet obviously still didn't quite believe it. Abilities were Infinite Oddities. So acted purely on oneself, not having any manifestation externally. How would external equipnt collect them?
"You guys..." That middle-aged man pointed at the giant Virtual Screen, saying helplessly:
"Not to aim high, just speaking of the edges of that Leaderboard. If you can touch the 100th place, it would be the ancestors manifesting their spirits. Who knows, you might be able to pull in an investnt of tens or hundreds of billions of Star Credits for our Combat Arts Dojo."
"Master, you're looking down on us too much."
"It's as easy as taking things from one's pocket!"
"Scram to the side!"
The group walked as they spoke. Ming Lin's eyes revealed emotion. Withdrawing his gaze, he also anchored his direction, rapidly heading towards a nearby building.
Ding—
Coming out from the elevator, Ming Lin paused. Stepping onto the corridor, he swept his gaze left and right. Stopping in front of a room, he took a deep breath and knocked on the room door.
"Who?" The door was opened. It was actually a middle-aged man with thick and sturdy arms. Seeing Ming Lin wearing the Patrol Squad's uniform, the scrutiny in his eyes restrained. He inquired: "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Zhao Cheng."
"You..." This middle-aged man hesitated slightly. Before he spoke, he heard a voice transmit from behind: "Let him co in."
The middle-aged man only then stepped aside. Ming Lin entered this place. This was a super-large suite. At the doorway of an even deeper room stood a slender figure.
Gazing at him gloomily. For so unknown reason, Ming Lin's heart suddenly palpitated with fear for a mont.
Black Buddha stared at the guy wearing the Patrol Squad uniform before his eyes. He already had speculations, his voice apathetic: "What did you co to do?"
"Ca to retrieve sothing." Ming Lin cautiously responded according to what Su Chen had said.
'So it's this person...' Black Buddha understood clearly. "Follow ."
He turned back and entered the room. Ming Lin's throat bobbed. Gritting his teeth, he also followed inside.
"Take it away." Just upon entering the room, Ming Lin saw the other party pass over a tal box the size of a head.
Ming Lin subconsciously accepted it. Getting it in hand, it was sowhat heavy. He didn't ask what was inside here, and also didn't speak. Turning his head he just left. His spine was faintly growing hair; he could feel the other party currently staring at his back.
Coming out of the room door, Ming Lin finally let out a breath, sowhat strange. When did Su Chen hook up a line with factions outside the sect?
He didn't understand, but his actions weren't slow. Rapidly leaving, he rode a Flight Vehicle straight for the Bronze Core Floating Island. On the way, he sent a ssage to Su Chen.
"Got it in hand?"
Just as Ming Lin got off the Flight Vehicle, he t Su Chen's large face head-on. With his mind originally in a daze, he was instantly startled.
"Mhm."
Ming Lin's reaction was half a beat slow. Only then did he take out that small tal box.
A Sharp Gleam flashed in Su Chen's eyes. Reaching out to accept it, he opened a crack and took a look. Bountiful radiance shone out. Soon after he closed it again. Looking at Ming Lin's sowhat uneasy expression, he inquired: "What's wrong? Did sothing happen?"
Su Chen frowned. His arrangent was extrely simple, and precisely because of this, there wouldn't be too many accidents instead. The more complex a plan, the higher the possibility of sothing happening.
Although he had Ming Lin visit to retrieve it, according to his plan, even if Zhao Cheng's identity was exposed in the later stages, he could also use the excuse that Ming Lin had suspicions and only then visited to investigate.
It could even be said that he was originally prepared to let the two of them, Ming Lin and Teng Liang, expose the other party.
"That one called Zhao Cheng always feels sowhat creepy. On the way back, his pair of eyes constantly faintly surfaced before my eyes," Ming Lin hesitated and said.
"Oh?" Su Chen beca much more cautious. Black Buddha couldn't have placed so thods on Ming Lin's body, right?
But the news of the Ancient King turning for the better had already spread out. His matters still hadn't been accomplished; it was unlikely to take risks.
Su Chen exhorted: "For the next few days, don't go out first. If you feel any abnormality in your body, tell then."
"Alright." Ming Lin nodded.
Watching the other party enter the Main Building, only then did Su Chen enter into the Nether Tower, switching to the Black Buddha High Priest state. Opening a crack in the tower door, he conducted a slight sensation. He didn't perceive any Aura related to Black Buddha.
"It should be fine. It's roughly Black Buddha's attention unintentionally affecting Ming Lin. He is a Great Eldritch God after all."
Having confird it, only then did Su Chen open the tal box in his hand. Fluorescent light shone out, lingering around the surroundings like tassels. He reached out to grasp the thing inside. Getting it in hand it was warm—
[Heart of Spiritual Light: A rare and precious item born in the Nether Realm. Has imnse benefits for Spiritual Entities.]
One of the two main Materials for tamorphosing to Divine Radiance Grade had finally arrived in hand. A heavy stone dropped from Su Chen's heart.
Compared to the Marrow of the Morning Star, this Heart of Spiritual Light was actually the most uncertain, completely relying on Black Buddha's thoughts. If the other party's ideas suddenly changed, then this thing would fly away.
"It was even smoother than I imagined. That's true, originally there shouldn't have been any accidents either. I am a High Priest, how could I possibly deceive him?"
Since it's like this... Su Chen checked the ti. "Contacting that old ghost Black Buddha right now is sowhat hasty."
He stowed away the Heart of Spiritual Light. It wasn't until the second day when the Starfire was about to reignite that he entered the Nether Realm again.
The ti was cut just right. Just upon arriving at the edge, the Starfire abruptly blazed bright.
He conducted prayers towards Black Buddha. This ti the ti expended was even more distant. It was a full half an hour before he faintly heard Black Buddha's voice: "That Zhou Yunyang, has he told you?"
Su Chen hurriedly said: "I was just about to report this matter to you. That Zhou Yunyang obtained the Heart of Spiritual Light. As he promised before, he has already told the na."
"Who is it?"
"Qin Tianlin." Su Chen spat out three words.
However, Black Buddha didn't have any feeling of relief or resolved doubts. His voice instead beca quite a bit rough and harsh: "Although this person is a Divine Dawn Grade Talent, he is far inferior to Su Chen. Why would it be him, and not Su Chen?"
In the room, Black Buddha's eyes were pitch-black. This answer didn't make him produce any feeling of sudden realization; instead, thick and heavy suspicion rose.
Listening to Black Buddha's questioning, Su Chen actually had an estimation early on. It wasn't that Black Buddha didn't trust him; what he didn't trust was Zhou Yunyang.
"I also issued questioning to him, but this Zhou Yunyang said that Qin Tianlin is not as simple as he looks on the surface. He has so secrets on his body related to his grandfather."
Su Chen explained in a low voice: "He previously investigated and found that Qin Tianlin seemingly can plunder Professions on other people's bodies through so kind of Purple Fla. And this kind of unforeseen event only appeared after Qin Yun returned."
"Plundering other people's Professions! Purple Fla! Are you certain?" Black Buddha's voice suddenly beca high-pitched.
"Correct. That Zhou Yunyang said it exactly like this to ." Su Chen's words were resolute. The first ti he Purified Mist Cinders, the ti originally was right after Qin Yun returned; the timing matched up.
As for the specific details, Black Buddha couldn't seek verification anyway. Now Qin Tianlin had that Solar Remnants on his body, it could definitely fool him.
"If you have suspicions, I will seek verification from him again." Su Chen supplented another sentence.
"No need." Black Buddha interrupted, his voice distant. "I'm afraid it truly is this Qin Tianlin's doing."
That Qin Yun actually truly brought things out from the Lost Starfire. Black Buddha's expression was silent. Combining with so information Zhou Yunyang narrated before, he already believed seventy percent of it.
'Black Buddha knows certain Characteristics of that Lost Starfire?' Su Chen realized this point. Inwardly he couldn't help but be curious, but he indeed didn't have a good entry point to inquire. Temporarily he could only let it be.
"Qin Tianlin and Su Chen, who should I make a move on first?"
Su Chen suddenly heard Black Buddha inquire. His heart blanked for a mont; this old ghost is asking ?
His reaction was extrely fast, appearing very apprehensive and panicked: "Your decision..."
"I need suggestions. You have already lain dormant here for a long ti, and I am already not considered understanding of the Bronze Sect." Black Buddha interrupted. Believers were good in every way, it was just that sotis they were overly reverent, speaking volus of nonsense.
'Old Hei is actually cautious, even knowing to ask for professional suggestions.' Su Chen mumbled secretly. As if thinking deeply for a long ti, only then did he arduously raise a sincere suggestion: "Su Chen is already second on the Holy List. The attention on his body is truly too much; it's not too convenient to make a move. Qin Tianlin's secret is still in the hidden stage. The people who know aren't many; it's not this glaring."
"Mm." Black Buddha responded. He had already roughly guessed how Qin Tianlin Purified Mist Cinders. There was actually no need to investigate deeply; directly wiping out and killing this hidden danger would suffice.
As for Su Chen's situation, it required careful investigation, which ant he had to be taken away. Obviously that wasn't too possible.
The Starfire changed for the better. The Bronze Ancient King could free his hands. He practically only had an instant of opportunity to make a move.
Black Buddha very quickly had a decision: "Then I'll choose this Qin Tianlin."
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