85: A King-level job advancement, a visitor from the Lost City.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry to refuse. Why not listen to what I can give you?"

As if he had guessed Lin Yue's answer, Wang Chongshan didn't get angry but instead acted mysteriously.

"What can you give me?"

Lin Yue squinted his eyes and asked.

"An opportunity for a King-rank class change!"

Wang Chongshan's words were like a heavy hammer, striking Lin Yue with great impact.

Just like talents, class changes are also divided into Ranks, from the lowest Black Iron-rank to the highest King-rank.

A King-rank class change, while not as powerful as a talent, still provides a massive boost to combat power.

His current combat power, combined with the augmentation of a King-rank Hidden Class...

Lin Yue himself found it hard to imagine just how strong he would become.

However, Lin Yue's considerations didn't stop there. Just as no one in his past life knew about Supreme-Rank talents, was there a Supreme-Rank class change above the King-rank?

"How about it? For an Adventurer, this is likely an irresistible condition."

Seeing Lin Yue stunned in place, Wang Chongshan thought he had him hooked.

A class is extremely important to an Adventurer; he didn't believe Lin Yue wouldn't be tempted after hearing this.

Wang Chongshan's condition was indeed extremely tempting. At this stage, when even platinum-rank class changes were rare, a King-rank one was nothing short of a bombshell.

Unfortunately, he had met Lin Yue, the owner of a Supreme-Rank talent, a player who could become a god even with a basic class.

"Sorry, if it's only this, I still refuse."

A King-rank class change sounded enticing, but Lin Yue knew very well that its greatest boost came from the different factions and skills.

For example, after a normal Mage changes class to a Fire Mage, their fire-element Spell abilities would see a slight increase.

After an Archer changes class to a Hunter, they can not only use Archer-type skills but also use various traps to attack.

It seems like a significant enhancement, but it's actually linked to the player's base stats.

In the entire Land of the Final End, the only thing that affects base stats is the talent column. Whether it's a class change or a rebirth, they are merely the icing on the cake.

Therefore, a King-rank class change was truly just mediocre to Lin Yue.

It wasn't even as useful as a luck potion.

"What? Even a King-rank class change can't move you?"

Wang Chongshan, who had been sitting upright, could no longer remain calm. A King-rank class change was the best chip he could currently offer.

"White Emperor, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The butler jumped out at this moment, blustering with fake bravado.

In the next moment, dozens of silver-armored guards surrounded Lin Yue, their gazes unfriendly.

"What, you want to make a move on me?"

Lin Yue chuckled lightly. The thunder punishment was already in his palm. Let alone dozens of guards, even if hundreds more came, he wouldn't be afraid.

"Stand down, stand down!"

Wang Chongshan shouted in frustration; he didn't want to have a conflict with Lin Yue yet.

"But Lord, White Emperor is not of one mind with us."

The butler spoke with tears in his eyes, showing his unwavering loyalty—something Wang Chongshan was well aware of.

"I am about to take office in the Royal City; I cannot cause extra trouble at this time. Besides, Adventurers aren't afraid of death at all."

Wang Chongshan waved his hand, and the guards receded like a tide, returning the scene to tranquility.

The butler could only glare fiercely at Lin Yue before retreating to the side unwillingly.

"White Emperor, as you said, even a King-rank class change can't move you. I wonder what kind of condition could move you?"

"If you had eight or ten bottles of luck potion, I might consider it."

Lin Yue rested his chin on his hand and spoke with a straight face.

"luck potions? And eight or ten bottles?"

Wang Chongshan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"The bottle I gave you before was something I found by chance in some ruins while I was fighting on the battlefield years ago. Such an item isn't necessarily available even in the Imperial City."

Wang Chongshan's words made Lin Yue's eyes light up. No wonder he rarely heard of quests that rewarded luck potions in his past life; it turned out the bottle in Wang Chongshan's hand was also an accidental find.

Can luck potions be obtained from ruins and special Instances?

Lin Yue's thoughts raced, and he suddenly had some ideas.

"Don't even think about luck potions. Anything else you want, I can give it to you."

"I'd also consider a few dozen red gold divine artifacts."

"I don't have those. Pick something else."

"Then eighty or a hundred pieces of Special Equipment wouldn't be out of the question."

"This... I don't have those either."

Lin Yue laughed. It turned out he didn't have this and didn't have that—was he trying to get something for nothing?

"White Emperor, I'm telling you, the things you mentioned... no City Lord, no, not even the Lord of the Imperial City could necessarily give them to you."

Wang Chongshan finally realized that this White Emperor had no intention of negotiating seriously with him.

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Lin Yue waved his hand, put away his staff, and prepared to leave.

"Wait. You can go, but hand over the official seal."

"Since you won't cooperate with the City Lord, this seal is useless to you anyway. We'll let the other things slide."

The butler jumped out again. Seeing that Lin Yue refused to cooperate, he finally showed his true colors.

"This is the first time I've seen someone try to take back a gift they've already given."

Lin Yue shook his head, tossed the Ninth-rank Official Seal to the other party, and left the City Lord's Manor without looking back.

It was just an official seal; Lin Yue didn't care. On the contrary, he had seen Wang Chongshan's true face clearly.

It was fortunate he hadn't agreed to cooperate with Wang Chongshan. If they had worked together and Wang Chongshan stabbed him in the back, Lin Yue might not have been able to react in time.

NPCs who can become a City Lord are all shrewd individuals.

After Lin Yue left, the butler tucked away the seal and approached Wang Chongshan tremblingly.

"Lord, letting White Emperor go like this is too easy on him, isn't it?"

As he spoke, the butler made a throat-slitting gesture, his meaning obvious.

"Killing him won't solve anything. Go, pin everything regarding Demon Dragon Mountain on White Emperor, and let the City Lords of the other three cities figure out what to do."

Upon hearing Wang Chongshan's words, the butler understood instantly. Stroking his goatee, he revealed a mean-spirited smile.

"As expected of the City Lord, everything is under your control."

The butler scurried away. Wang Chongshan sighed, "White Emperor, oh White Emperor, once you've boarded this ship, how can I let you get off so easily?"

At this moment, Lin Yue didn't know that Wang Chongshan was making moves behind his back. He was still thinking about which of the ruins he knew from his past life might hide luck potions.

Looking at the process of how he obtained luck potions so far, it seemed they were all related to Gods and Demons.

Could it be that only ruins or Instances related to Gods and Demons have them?

As he was thinking, a figure pulled Lin Yue into a corner.

"Who?"

"Mr. White Emperor, do you still remember me?"

A middle-aged man with a scholar-like appearance, holding a feather fan and wearing a silk scarf, smiled faintly.