Chapter 511: The Prodigy’s Shame, Coercion and Inducement

Zhou Chen's gaze swept through the crowd, finally landing on Xuanyuan Lan.

Though this fellow was heavily injured, his foundation was deep; he could already barely sit up to consume a Medicinal Pill.

"Young Lord Xuanyuan, was it?"

Zhou Chen walked a few steps to Xuanyuan Lan and crouched down, looking at him like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. "That Devil Head wanted to kill you just now, and I saved you. Doesn't that count as a life-saving favor?"

Xuanyuan Lan's face turned ashen.

As the Young Lord of the Xuanyuan Family, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Being looked down upon by an unknown Cultivator was more painful than death to him.

"What do you want?"

Xuanyuan Lan gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.

"Straightforward."

Zhou Chen snapped his fingers. "I'm a very reasonable person. A life-saving debt can't be repaid easily, so shine my shoes… oh no, let's just use money to settle it. I see your life is quite precious—you're an Imperial Family Young Lord and the hope of the future. It has to be worth at least one Supreme Imperial Weapon, right?"

"What did you say?!"

Xuanyuan Lan's eyes nearly popped out, and a mouthful of old blood almost sprayed onto Zhou Chen's face. "A Supreme Imperial Weapon? Are you crazy? Even the entire Xuanyuan Family only has a few Supreme Imperial Weapons! You're taking advantage of my misfortune!"

The smile on Zhou Chen's face vanished instantly, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

Clang!

The qingping sword unsheathed half an inch, and its piercing Sword Intent instantly locked onto Xuanyuan Lan's forehead.

That terrifying Killing Intent, which had just slain an Immortal Emperor's Law Avatar, made the hairs on Xuanyuan Lan's body stand on end.

Zhou Chen patted Xuanyuan Lan's face with the scabbard, making crisp slapping sounds. "Get the situation straight. That Devil Head could kill you, and so can I. And killing you is easier than killing him. Do you want to take your treasures to Hell to bribe the King of Hell, or pay up to avoid disaster and keep your dog life to go back and be a Young Lord?"

Xuanyuan Lan stared fixedly at Zhou Chen, his chest heaving violently.

Humiliation!

A total humiliation!

But he didn't dare to gamble.

This guy in front of him named Lin Dong was a true madman.

He even dared to kill the Law Avatar of the Eternal Night Demon Palace's Young Lord; what else was he incapable of?

"I… will give it!"

Xuanyuan Lan squeezed these words through his teeth, his hand trembling as he took an ancient mirror from his storage ring. The mirror surface had some cracks, but it still radiated a thick Imperial pressure.

"This is an imitation of the haotian mirror. Although damaged, it can still be considered a decent Low Grade Imperial Weapon…"

Slap!

Zhou Chen delivered a backhand slap, making Xuanyuan Lan see stars.

"Are you treating me like a beggar? A Low Grade Imperial Weapon? Is the life of the Xuanyuan Young Lord only worth a piece of junk?"

Zhou Chen sneered. "I want that fan you used just now. Although it's broken, the Materials are good. I want to take it back to use as firewood."

Xuanyuan Lan's heart bled.

The Water Chill Fan was his Lifebound Treasure. Although broken, it could still be repaired if nurtured for a hundred years. But now…

Looking at the qingping sword hanging over his forehead, Xuanyuan Lan closed his eyes and threw out the broken Water Chill Fan.

"That's more like it."

Zhou Chen smilingly put away the Water Chill Fan and smoothly snatched the storage ring off Xuanyuan Lan's hand. "This counts as interest. After all, I've wasted so much breath on you; time is also a cost."

After finishing all this, Zhou Chen stood up and looked at the remaining people.

"Next one, Young Lord Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao was still playing dead, but hearing this, his body gave a violent shudder.

"Stop faking it. If you keep faking, I'll really bury you."

Zhou Chen kicked Ling Xiao's buttocks.

Ling Xiao helplessly opened his eyes, his face full of bitterness.

He was quite straightforward; without a word, he directly stripped off his storage ring and a protective soft armor he was wearing.

"Brother Lin, it's all here. I'm poor, I can't compare to Brother Xuanyuan's great family wealth."

"At least you're sensible."

Zhou Chen collected the items and turned to face the tens of thousands of ordinary Prodigies.

"As for you all…"

Everyone's hearts leaped into their throats. They didn't have Imperial Weapons; they couldn't even produce many decent King-grade weapons.

"There are too many of you, and I'm too lazy to collect from each one individually."

Zhou Chen rubbed his chin. "How about this: hand over your most valuable items and pile them over there. Whoever dares to hide anything, I'll send them to see Night Without Trace."

Fifteen minutes later.

On the open ground of the Fourth Great Path, a mountain of treasure had been piled up.

Various Immortal Crystals, Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures, and Spiritual Plants were a feast for the eyes, their radiance shooting into the sky.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Chen took the entire mountain of treasure into his possession. The energy values on the System panel jumped crazily, the strings of numbers making one's head spin.

"Alright, a pleasure doing business."

Zhou Chen clapped his hands, in high spirits. This Heaven-Reaching Immortal Path was indeed a blessed land; not only could one get Inscriptions, but one could also restock inventory.

He glanced at the crowd still healing their wounds, his lips curling into a playful arc.

"Everyone, take your time healing. I'll go ahead and see the scenery for you."

With that, his figure flashed, turning into a streak of light that charged toward the teleportation array leading to the Fifth Great Path.

No one dared to stop him.

No one even had the strength to stop him.

It wasn't until Zhou Chen's figure completely disappeared that the suppressed atmosphere finally exploded.

"Lin Dong! I am irreconcilable with you!"

Xuanyuan Lan roared at the sky, aggravating his injuries and spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"If I don't avenge this, I'm not human!"

Curses rose one after another, but deep in everyone's eyes, a profound fear was hidden.

That back in green robes had already become their inescapable nightmare.

Meanwhile, Zhou Chen had long since put these matters behind him.

The Fifth Great Path, a world of flames.

As soon as he landed, a rolling heatwave hit him. The temperature here was terrifyingly high, even causing the space to warp and distort from the heat.

Zhou Chen didn't stop for a moment, directly opening the Opportunity map.

"Dui Inscription, Gen Inscription, Inscription of Li…"

Zhou Chen licked his lips, greed flashing in his eyes.

"Those fools are still in the back healing; these ownerless treasures are all mine now."

He took a step forward, the Law of Wind activating, and his entire person vanished from the spot like a wisp of breeze.

At this moment, all the Opportunities of the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Path had become Zhou Chen's alone.

The Fifth Great Path, Li Fire Burning the Heavens.

Atop a crimson volcanic peak, magma rolled like boiling blood, occasionally bursting into huge fire bubbles that sprayed terrifying heat capable of melting immortal gold.

At the very center of the crater, a crimson rune floated.

It was like an eternal flame, jumping and breathing, each flicker triggering a resonance from the Law of Fire of the entire world.

The Inscription of Li.

Normally, taking this Inscription would require at least dozens of Immortal Kings Cultivating fire-attribute techniques to suppress it together, then a top-tier Prodigy using a secret treasure to collect it.

But now, there was only one person here.

Zhou Chen floated over the crater, the chaos bell hanging down ten thousand strands of silk to isolate the terrifying heat.

"Collect."

He reached out and grabbed.

The kan inscription flew out from his body, transforming into an ice-blue water dragon that roared as it charged into the magma.

Water and fire countered each other, yet they also supplemented each other.