340: Chapter 339 Family Heirloom

"You've already given it to me?"

The smile on Chu Xuan's face grew even wider. When he spoke again, his voice carried a strange power as he activated his max-level Heart Bewitchment skill:

"The clay jar you threw to me is clearly capable of storing 100 liters of liquid, but it only contains 1 liter of the Elf Race's life essence!"

Raising the clay jar in his hand, Chu Xuan's words carried heavy echoes:

"With so little life essence, it only takes up one percent of the volume, yet some of it actually splashed out when it fell into my hands...

Wasn't this intentional on your part, wanting those elves to see with their own eyes that the treasure was indeed handed over to me?"

The sound vibrated outwards. Moro, the dwarf on the flying carpet ahead, felt his eyes glaze over, but he recovered in just an instant.

"Waa-ya! You insidious human, you actually have a trick like this!"

Moro shrieked repeatedly.

He steered the flying carpet, which had almost crashed into a tree ahead, into a sharp turn. Looking back, he saw that the Flying Boat behind had closed the distance again, nearly breaking within a hundred meters.

"At this distance, that instant-cast Slash might very well hit me, especially that terrifying black flame..."

Moro was so scared his Soul was Flying Away and spirit Scattering. Gritting his teeth with a pained expression, he took out a stone covered in runes and crushed it.

Instantly, an invisible ripple shimmering with golden patterns enveloped the flying carpet.

"This should be able to withstand that unique Slash, I hope..." Moro continued to manipulate his staff, maintaining the flying carpet's high speed.

Seeing this, Chu Xuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, a flash of surprise crossing his gaze:

"Heart Bewitchment actually failed..."

Chu Xuan immediately used the Eye of Insight. As his spirituality value was rapidly consumed, lines of information surfaced before his eyes.

[Name: Moro]

[Race: Dwarf]

[health points: 1800]

[stamina: 60]

[Strength: 62]

[agility: 62]

[spirit: 185]

[Class: Alchemy Great Master, Artisan Great Master, Master of Deception]

[spirituality value: 1200]

[Innate Talent: ?]

[Special Talent: ?]

[Hidden Talent: ?]

[Skills: ???]

"What kind of freak is this?"

Chu Xuan's brow twitched slightly, the surprise in his eyes deepening.

The dwarf's other basic attributes were very average, all around sixty points.

But his spirit attribute alone was as high as 185 points, which was more than three times the other attributes.

For an ordinary person, without enough stamina, they might not be able to bear such a high spirit attribute at all, and their physical movements would become uncoordinated.

But this dwarf didn't seem to be affected.

Not only that, there were those three consecutive untraceable Talents, which was a first for Chu Xuan. Even after consuming 250 points of spirituality value, he still couldn't probe them.

Seeing that the speed of the flying carpet ahead was about to increase again, a cold sneer appeared at the corner of Chu Xuan's mouth.

With his own basic attributes, if he were to chase on foot, he would be even faster than the Flying Boat's top speed of 350 kilometers per hour, and he would likely catch up.

However, to prevent the opponent from having other tricks, Chu Xuan no longer held back.

The damaged greed tank in his hand disappeared, stored into his spatial ring. Then, he suddenly pointed forward with one hand and coldly spat out a single word:

"Freeze!"

[You have lost 160 points of spirituality value]

[You have lost 120 health points]

Instantly, the blood-red ring on his left hand shone with a dazzling light.

[Name: Don't Move]

[Function: By wearing this ring, you can freeze any target, including but not limited to living beings, by consuming Mental Energy and spirituality value.]

[Note: Each use consumes at least 1 health point. The more targets, the larger the volume, and the higher the life level, the corresponding consumption will increase accordingly.]

[Prompt: This item's skill originates from Yan Guofa, and its power limit is equivalent to 60% of Yan Guofa's own strength. After you use it ten times, the power limit will gradually decrease until it completely loses its corresponding function.]

As Chu Xuan pointed his finger, the high-speed flying carpet ahead suddenly came to a halt as if restrained by an invisible force.

The dwarf Moro sitting on the flying carpet also came to a sudden stop.

The distance that had been pulled apart to nearly 100 meters closed in an instant.

Until only 30 meters remained.

Moro's whole body shook.

He actually broke free from that invisible restraint directly.

"It's over, it's over..." Moro's expression was frantic, and he was about to manipulate the flying carpet to flee again.

However, at this very moment.

Chu Xuan's figure disappeared from the Flying Boat.

Only a blurred sentence remained: "Pang Hu, you continue to steer the Flying Boat..."

In the next instant, Chu Xuan had already appeared above the flying carpet.

His feet stepped firmly on the light shield covered with golden patterns. The Crescent Moon Halberd in his right hand transformed back into a long saber. Gripping the hilt with both hands, he slashed downward violently.

With the blessing of the feather of life, his strength was now at 143 points. With this strike, the air let out a shrill, whistling hum.

This strange-looking light shield was like ordinary glass; it had no effect at all, shattering instantly and dispersing into dots of light.

"Wait! Don't kill me, otherwise my Spatial Pouch will self-destruct and you'll get nothing... Aaah!"

Under Moro's terrified and panicked gaze, Chu Xuan descended onto the flying carpet. His palm was suddenly covered in Fire of Nirvana as he reached out and grabbed him.

"Aaah..."

As Moro let out a shrill shriek, the flying carpet lost control and fell limply downward.

At the same time, the Flying Boat, driven by inertia, was about to pass them by.

Chu Xuan flicked his long saber, tossing the flying carpet up. Simultaneously, he bent his knees slightly and leaped, turning into an afterimage as he jumped back onto the Flying Boat.

The round trip took no more than a breath.

Chu Xuan had already returned with Moro.

And Pang Hu hadn't even had time to officially take control of the Flying Boat.

"This speed... so fast! This is simply too strong!" Pang Hu was almost prostrate with admiration, completely won over.

Tan Ziming chuckled from the side: "I told you long ago about Boss Chu's prowess. You didn't quite believe me at first and were a bit reluctant to share this treasure land. How about now?"

"I never said I was unwilling to share, don't talk nonsense..." Pang Hu suddenly got anxious.

Tan Ziming just kept laughing.

Meanwhile, the dwarf Moro was held up high by the neck by Chu Xuan, his body surrounded by wisps of black fire.

Even though it only consumed 1 point of spirituality value per second to maintain the Fire of Nirvana, the dwarf still found it unbearable.

His health points were being consumed at a rate of 5 points per second.

Correspondingly, his spirituality value was also being burned by the Fire of Nirvana at a rate of 5 points per second, which was then fed back to Chu Xuan himself.

[Your spirituality value +5]

[Your spirituality value +5]

[...]

"Moro, it's time to return what belongs to me, isn't it?" Chu Xuan asked calmly.

"I... I really already gave it to you, there's really no more..." Moro struggled, his limbs flailing wildly in mid-air.

The corner of Chu Xuan's mouth curled up. He didn't say anything more, just kept choking the other party and maintaining the burning Fire of Nirvana. Soon, Moro couldn't hold out and gave in.

"Fine... I'll give it to you..."

Moro shrieked and patted the pouch at his waist.

Instantly, a jar identical to the previous one appeared. It was filled with green liquid, and no wine fragrance wafted out.

[Name: greed tank]

[Function: Can absorb and store up to 300 liters of precious liquid, maintaining active energy without dissipation for a long time.]

[Note: This is an alchemical product from the dwarf Moro. It already contains 280 liters of life essence meticulously brewed by the Elf Race.]

As the System prompt appeared, compared to the previous one, this was clearly an undamaged tank, and the life essence inside wasn't just 1 liter.

It was a full 280 liters!

"As I thought!"

A sharp glint flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes.

He had initially only speculated that even if this guy was trying to shift the blame, he probably held something back. And the result was indeed as he expected.

Chu Xuan subconsciously tightened his palm, and the power of the Fire of Nirvana grew even stronger.

Moro's health points and remaining spirituality value also began to drain rapidly at this moment.

"Aaah!! I've already offered the Elf Race's treasure, it's all here, you should let me go now..." Moro screamed repeatedly.

Hearing this, the smile on Chu Xuan's face deepened:

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is a treasure passed down through my Chu family. Now, it's merely being returned to its rightful owner."