109: The worst possible outcome

"Three times?"

Zhang Sheng's voice carried a hint of testing.

Aileen's brows furrowed slightly, her tone carrying helplessness: "Using my Talent only consumes some Mental Energy... Five times?"

"Five times?!" Aileen suddenly sprang up from her seat, glaring at Zhang Sheng.

"Zhang Sheng, don't push your luck! This Young Miss can only use her Talent once a week, and it consumes a huge amount. Three times is already the limit!"

It was just a Cultivation Technique Jade Slip; seeing Aileen's firm attitude, Zhang Sheng didn't press further.

"Fine, three times it is."

Clearly, Zhang Sheng was the one asking for a favor, but at this moment, he seemed to have turned the tables and taken control.

A warm Jade Slip appeared out of thin air in Zhang Sheng's palm.

"Young Miss Aileen, take it!"

The Jade Slip turned into a streak of light and hovered in front of Aileen.

Aileen's pupils suddenly constricted!

This Jade Slip... where did it come from? The thought flashed through her mind and was immediately suppressed—it seemed that with this man, nothing was too surprising.

On the surface of the Jade Slip, the five ancient characters for "Mysterious Spider Thought Binding Method" were clearly visible, with Zhang Sheng's unique mark branded in the bottom right corner.

Aileen grabbed the Jade Slip, her excitement beyond words.

A Mental Energy Cultivation Technique! Even among Blue-grade Jade Slips, it belonged to the most precious category, something countless Cultivators dreamed of!

Without hesitation, she pressed the Jade Slip to her forehead, directly absorbing the Divine Sense Legacy within.

Zhang Sheng didn't stop her; the almost obsessive look of satisfaction on her face said everything.

In his eyes, although both were second-tier Spirit Refining methods, the "Spirit Condensing Art" was actually superior to the "Mysterious Spider Thought Binding Method."

Out of selfishness, he had chosen the latter.

This Jade Slip was nothing to him, but for Aileen, it might be a gateway to the Perfected State—though the possibility was minuscule.

And for those who practiced Song Xian's "Primordial Chaos Heavenly Art" Jade Slip, their upper limit was locked; the strongest they could be was barely entering the Transcendent stage, with the stage of Perfection being nearly hopeless.

Aileen slowly opened her eyes, and the Jade Slip in her hand turned into fine dust, rustling down.

"Young Miss Aileen, it's your turn," Zhang Sheng reminded her at the right time.

"Hmph, are you afraid I'll break my word?" Aileen snorted softly. "Prepare a quiet room for me. Using my Talent requires an absolutely safe environment."

Zhang Sheng prepared the quiet room as requested.

Just as Aileen was about to step through the door of the quiet room, Zhang Sheng's voice rang out again:

"Wait! Can you directly divine the location of the Parasitic God Insect Emperor?"

Aileen's footsteps paused, and she looked back at him, her eyes carrying a hint of exhaustion: "War God Zhang Sheng, the Parasitic God Insect Emperor's Mental Energy is as vast as the sea, far beyond what I can currently peer into.

Moreover, 'Parasitic God Insect Emperor' is just a title, not its true name.

Forcibly divining with such a lack of information carries a price I cannot afford... I already discussed this with Song Xian just now."

After saying that, she stayed no longer, her figure disappearing behind the door of the quiet room.

Zhang Sheng sighed helplessly.

Compared to tracking Hassan, it would naturally be best if he could strike directly at the Insect Emperor's nest.

Unfortunately, although the Insect Emperor's physical body was weak, its Mental Energy was incredibly strong.

The hope of striking directly at the source had ultimately fallen through.

For now, he could only wait for Aileen's divination results.

Half an hour later, the door to the quiet room opened.

Aileen walked out, her face as pale as paper and her aura withered, clearly from excessive Mental Energy consumption.

Her voice was weak, barely audible: "Yunus Hassan... is at this location."

She tapped her wristband lightly.

Buzz—

A clear holographic projection map instantly unfolded in front of Zhang Sheng.

Aileen's finger slid through the air, and the map zoomed in precisely until a striking red dot was marked.

"In Bengal? He's actually near the slum where he was born!" Zhang Sheng's gaze was sharp, instantly locking onto the coordinates.

"War God Zhang, you must act immediately!" Aileen panted urgently,

"I can't guarantee he'll still be there in the next minute!"

At the same time, the location information was synchronized to Zhang Sheng's Smart Terminal.

"Understood!" A flash of light appeared in Zhang Sheng's eyes, and his figure suddenly turned into a streak of crimson light that tore through the sky, shooting towards the southwest.

Song Xian appeared from the side at the right time, a warm smile on his face: "Young Miss Aileen, we have prepared some Huaxia specialties for you. Please grace us with your presence to taste them."

Aileen did not refuse.

She knew very well that before Zhang Sheng brought back a definitive result, the Huaxia side would not easily let her leave... Less than an hour had passed.

Zhang Sheng's figure was already hovering over the wasteland Aileen had marked.

Below were rolling mounds of earth, hundreds of them, cluttered and disorganized, with many simple stone slabs stuck haphazardly beside them.

The air was thick with the stench of rotting trash and the smell of soil. Not far away, a huge mountain of waste stood like an ugly scar.

Hassan was nowhere to be seen.

But Zhang Sheng did not waver—his Divine Sense spread out like a tide, but when it touched a certain spot, he felt a strong, invisible resistance!

That opposing force... was right in front of him!

Ssh—!

The air around him suddenly distorted, the temperature rising sharply. The terrifying heatwave made Zhang Sheng's figure appear blurred to the outside world!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Orbs of deep blue Flames of Destruction formed out of thin air, shooting out in all directions like meteors!

Accompanying them were countless silver Moon Blades that tore through the air with a chilling glint!

"Earth-Binding Quicksand!"

With Zhang Sheng's low shout, the ground beneath his feet roared, and the solid earth instantly turned to sand and collapsed!

Those earthen mounds—graves of the slum's deceased—were swallowed as if by an invisible giant mouth, quickly sinking and disappearing.

"Hassan! Let's see how long you can hide!"

The Moon Blades and fireballs were like extensions of Zhang Sheng's will, violently sweeping and plowing in all directions with him at the center!

Wherever they passed, space itself seemed to tremble.

That majestic spiritual power seemed inexhaustible!

Puchi—!

A Moon Blade seemed to strike something, and a line of dark red blood splattered along with the blade's light!

"Found you!"

Several Moon Blades instantly changed direction, carrying cold killing intent as they locked onto the spot where the blood had splattered!

A thin figure slowly appeared in the distorted light.

On his back, a terrifying wound that had nearly cut him in half was gurgling blood, deep enough to see the bone.

However, from the moment he appeared, the figure remained in a kneeling position, his head buried deep, seemingly oblivious to the horrific wound.

The striped shirt he wore, which had been washed until it was pale, was long since yellowed and covered in stains.

He was kneeling in the direction of a newly piled, yet-to-be-marked solitary grave.

A spiritual light flashed in Zhang Sheng's eyes as he instantly activated the Spiritual Eye Technique to scan the youth.

In the next moment, a hint of hard-to-detect disappointment flashed through his eyes.

No aura of the Spirit-Entrapping Worm... At this moment, he even hoped the youth before him was controlled by that evil insect.

Because that would mean Hassan's actions were his own choice, rather than being controlled by a Demon Insect.

"Heh..."

A cold sneer came from beneath the youth's lowered head, carrying bone-deep mockery,

"I didn't expect the strongest person on Earth to personally come looking for me... for a lowly bug like me."

He slowly raised his head; there was no expression on his dirty face, only a cold hatred and despair burning deep in his eyes.

"I hope the smell on my body... doesn't spoil your interest in enjoying your dinner, my lord!"