190: Any other special identity?

Lin Hu was locked in a stone chamber covered with blood-red runes, and the heavy profound iron door slammed shut behind him.

The tiger stripes on his chest grew hotter and hotter, as if something was resonating with the White Tiger aura outside.

"Strange..."

Lin Hu mused to himself, "I was clearly just bluffing, so why would a White Tiger actually appear?"

The System gave me this body; there couldn't really be some trick to it, could there?

Did I really find myself a father?

No way?

Lin Hu is Lin Chuping's demonic Incarnation; to some extent, he himself is equivalent to Lin Chuping.

Lin Hu's personality, strength, and everything else are based on Lin Chuping. Essentially, Lin Hu is equivalent to Lin Chuping splitting off a wisp of his Divine Soul to gain experience on his own.

The Incarnation can directly merge into the main body, and at that time, Lin Chuping can directly acquire everything from the Incarnation.

So, the question arises: what is Lin Chuping's identity?

He is a god!

Is it really okay to acknowledge a father?

"Cough, cough!"

Lin Hu coughed dryly, deciding to temporarily set aside his Face.

Anyway, he... he is just Lin Chuping's Incarnation. Since he made this decision, it means that even if Lin Chuping himself were here, he would make the same decision.

"The main body will handle all of this, right!"

After understanding this, Lin Hu was no longer reserved; he could just do whatever he wanted.

It's good to have someone to clean up his messes.

* * *

Lin Hu stretched his body, lazily lying on the hay, and began to carefully examine the cell.

The damp stone walls were covered with dark red moss. Several rusty iron chains hung from the ceiling, and a few pieces of dried flesh were still hanging on the sharp hooks at the ends, remnants of some unlucky soul's "souvenir."

The hay piled in the corner gave off a musty smell, mixed with some suspicious black hairs.

Lin Hu poked it a few times with his paw, and several fat corpse worms immediately scurried away in a panic, disappearing into the cracks in the stone.

"Such poor treatment."

Lin Hu pouted, sweeping out a relatively clean spot with his tail.

"I wonder, what are the chances of escaping from here?"

Lin Hu grumbled a few words. The cell floor was carved with intricate grooves, forming a giant Formation pattern.

These grooves contained dark brown traces, emitting a faint bloody Qi – clearly formed from years of being soaked in fresh blood.

On the stone wall directly opposite, a ferocious beast head relief was embedded. The beast head had its bloody maw open, with a few stark white bones stuck between its fangs, and two eerie green ghost fires flickered in its hollow eye sockets, seemingly monitoring every move within the cell.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Hu bared his fangs at the beast head, "Haven't you seen a tiger as handsome as this Young Lord? Believe it or not, I'll tear you apart and use you as a chamber pot?"

The ghost fires in the beast head's eyes trembled violently, and it actually turned its gaze away.

In one corner of the cell, there was a small hole that looked like a drain, but the opening was covered with complex runes, making it impossible for even a cockroach to get out.

"Heh, it seems this place has held quite a few 'guests.'"

"It probably won't be that easy to escape."

Lin Hu tapped the ground with his paw, and the echo indicated that it was hollow underneath.

"There's a dungeon under the dungeon? Interesting."

After examining the entire cell, Lin Hu felt another burning sensation from the tiger stripes on his chest.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"It's heating up endlessly!"

The key is that as a beast, he couldn't even scratch the spot on his chest.

So annoying.

Lin Hu looked down and saw the golden light emanating from the tiger stripes.

"Damn System!"

Making an Incarnation, and then causing so much trouble...

Just as Lin Hu was about to investigate further, a faint "rustling" sound came from the corner of the stone chamber.

Lin Hu turned his head alertly, only to see a small green snake emerge from a crack in the wall.

"Boss!"

The Little Green Snake lowered its voice, its forked tongue flicking rapidly, "I overheard the Envoy of Blood Moon's conversation. A White Tiger did appear at the east gate, but it's not here to save us!"

Lin Hu's heart tightened: "Then what is it... here for?"

"I heard it's the true Young Lord of the White Tiger Clan!"

The Little Green Snake's voice trembled, "He's tracking a runaway clansman and just happened to chase him to Worry-Free Town!"

Lin Hu's mind roared. This coincidence was too outrageous!

The identity he casually impersonated actually had its true owner nearby?

"What's worse..."

The Little Green Snake continued, "The Envoy of Blood Moon has already sent people to invite that 'Young Master Baihu' to identify you!"

Lin Hu's tiger claws unconsciously tightened.

Shift!

This was big trouble now. Once the true Young Master Baihu arrived, his lie would immediately be exposed.