107: Chapter 107 The Lock from the God Hunters of the Burial Heaven Palace

Lin Aotian carefully tucked the swapped "fake Cultivation Technique" Jade Slip into his robes, feeling the warmth emanating from it.

It was as if he could already see the glorious scene of himself reaching Major Achievement in his divine technique and returning like a king to trample all those who had betrayed him underfoot.

A flash of Killing Intent flickered in his eyes as he muttered coldly to himself.

"Nangong Xue, you bitch, how dare you betray me and seize my Heavenly Sovereign Alliance. And Leng Hanshuang, Phoenix Unrivaled—you won't escape my grasp."

Just as Lin Aotian was immersed in his fantasies, a sound transmission jade pendant at his waist lit up without warning.

Seeing that jade pendant, the Killing Intent on Lin Aotian's face instantly vanished, replaced by a subtle trace of guilt and panic.

He subconsciously glanced at Liu Qingyan beside him, then inconspicuously turned his body to block her view before connecting the transmission.

"Hello, Qingyu, why are you looking for me so late?" His voice softened considerably without him realizing it.

However, what he didn't know was that Liu Qingyan had long seen through his little tricks.

She had already secretly planted an eavesdropping secret technique on Lin Aotian's person.

At this moment, although she appeared to be organizing the tea set, the voice from the other end of the jade pendant reached her ears clearly, without missing a single word.

"Brother Aotian, you're finally willing to pick up my transmission. I thought you had forgotten about me."

A female voice, crisp and melodious like an oriole yet tinged with a hint of resentment, came from the other end of the jade pendant.

This was Ye Qingyu, the Saintess of another top-tier power, the "Star-Moon Holy Land," whom Lin Aotian had met by chance during his travels.

"How could I?"

Lin Aotian gave a dry laugh.

"I've been so busy preparing for the Sect Grand Competition lately. See, I've contacted you as soon as I had a moment, haven't I?"

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingyu's voice still sounded gentle.

"Then is Brother Aotian finished being busy now? I want to see you. Why don't you come to the Star-Moon Holy Land to find me? I miss you very much."

"This..."

Lin Aotian showed a look of difficulty.

"Qingyu, I'm afraid that won't work. I just applied to the Sect and will be heading to the Lower Realm in a few days to handle some private matters."

He tried to use this high-sounding reason to push back her invitation.

"Lower Realm?"

Ye Qingyu on the other end of the jade pendant was silent for a moment.

When she spoke again, beneath that gentle voice, there was a chilling sense of obsession.

"Alright then, Brother Aotian should take me with him."

"What?" Lin Aotian was stunned. "Qingyu, don't joke around. The Lower Realm is very dangerous. You're a girl..."

"I'm not joking."

Ye Qingyu interrupted him directly, her voice still gentle but carrying a delusional fervor.

"Brother Aotian, have you forgotten about the time in the Black Wind Abyss when you took the Seven Emotions Hehuan Powder to save me? Back then, you promised me that you would never hide anything from me again and would take me wherever you went."

"Why are you bringing that up again!"

Lin Aotian grew anxious upon hearing this. This matter was one of his biggest weaknesses; he absolutely could not let his Senior Sister know.

"I don't care. Anyway, you must take me with you to the Lower Realm this time. Otherwise,"

Ye Qingyu's voice trailed off with a long lilt.

"I'll tell that Senior Sister Liu of yours about the two of us."

Lin Aotian was so infuriated by this blatant threat that he almost spat blood, but he couldn't lash out. In the end, he could only helplessly compromise.

"Fine, I'll take you with me."

"Heehee, I knew Brother Aotian loved me the most."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Ye Qingyu's voice returned to its previous sweetness.

"Then it's a deal. We'll meet at the Southern Heavenly Gate in three days."

After saying this, she hung up the transmission.

In the distant Star-Moon Holy Land, inside a dark secret room filled with various chains and torture instruments.

Ye Qingyu slowly put down the sound transmission jade pendant, and the gentle, lovely smile on her face instantly became distorted and sickly.

She reached out her slender hand, obsessively stroking a teacup that Lin Aotian had once used, and muttered to herself with eyes full of manic possessiveness.

"Brother Aotian, you are mine. You can only be mine. No one can take you away from me."

Inside the Immortal Cave of the Wanfa Immortal Sect, Liu Qingyan, who had heard everything clearly, felt utter contempt for Lin Aotian's hypocrisy and promiscuity.

This bastard was making vows of eternal love to her while hooking up with other women outside; he was a complete scumbag.

Suppressing her disgust, she calmly reported the news that Lin Aotian was about to head to the Lower Realm with the Saintess of the Star-Moon Holy Land, Ye Qingyu, through the Mother-Child Heart-Linking Jade.

She also reported the fact that she had successfully swapped the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body to Su Yun.

After doing all this, Liu Qingyan took the actual transcript of the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body Cultivation Technique.

Through the special transmission function of the Mother-Child Heart-Linking Jade, she sent it directly across realms to Su Yun.

In the Imperial Capital of Wu Zhou in the Lower Realm, a grand victory banquet was being held within the palace.

Su Yun had just helped Phoenix Unrivaled thoroughly resolve the threat of the Blood Moon Barbarians with lightning speed and stabilize the situation in the Northern Border.

At this moment, he was being worshiped like a god by the civil and military officials.

He held a wine cup, looking at the authentic Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body that had just been transmitted from the Upper Realm and the intelligence sent by Liu Qingyan.

Before the wicked smile at the corner of his mouth could spread, a piercing System alarm that only he could hear rang out frantically in his mind.

[Warning: High-risk target detected approaching at high speed. Heaven Burial Palace God Hunter "Silver Armor" has locked onto the host's location through special means and is expected to descend into this realm within one day.]

[Target Strength Assessment: Due to suppression by this realm's Heavenly Dao Laws, his strength can only manifest at less than half, but it still far exceeds the limit of this realm's Cultivators. host, please prepare immediately or flee as soon as possible.]

This sudden death warning caused the smile on Su Yun's face to instantly freeze.

One moment, his face had a playful smile from Liu Qingyan's good news; the next moment, it completely stiffened, and all color drained away.

With a clatter, the glazed wine cup slipped from his hand and shattered into pieces on the gold-brick floor, letting out a crisp sound.

This sound was exceptionally jarring in the originally festive and bustling banquet hall.

The clamor of the entire hall seemed to have been paused, falling silent instantly.

Everyone's gaze shifted simultaneously toward the man on the main seat whose expression had changed abruptly.

"Lin Chen?"

Phoenix Unrivaled, sitting beside Su Yun, was the first to notice something was wrong.

She could clearly feel that the aura on Su Yun had become incomparably cold in that instant.

It was an aura she had never seen before—a mix of horror and frantic Killing Intent.

"What's wrong?" Phoenix Unrivaled reached out worriedly and lightly touched his arm.

"It's nothing."

Su Yun snapped back to reality, his voice somewhat raspy. He didn't look at Phoenix Unrivaled, his eyes staring intently at a certain point in the Void Realm.

Damn it, so fast.

How long has it been? Since the last time he used the burial heaven token, only a few days had passed in total.

The other party had actually locked onto his location and only left one day for preparation.

How the hell is he supposed to play this?

Flee?

The System prompt even gave the option to flee, but Su Yun knew better than anyone.

Facing a professional from the Upper Realm who specialized in hunting, where could he possibly run?

This world was only so big; since the other party could lock onto his location once, they could do it a second or third time.

Fleeing would only delay the time of death; it was meaningless.

The only way out was to kill him.

But the problem was, what would he use to do it?

His current strength was only at the Late Nascent Soul Stage. Even with all his trump cards, dealing with a Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation would be a struggle.

And that Silver Armor, even if suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Laws, had strength far exceeding the limits of this realm. This was simply not a fight on the same level.

Does he have to use the burial heaven token again?

Su Yun's fingertips subconsciously reached for his Storage Ring, but he immediately crushed the thought as soon as it arose.

No, last time in the God-Fallen Ravine, just activating a negligible trace of the burial heaven token's power had drained his spiritual energy and life essence, nearly causing him to drop dead on the spot.

This time, he was facing a professional killer far more terrifying than a Mahayana Stage Heavenly Demon remnant soul. The power needed to kill him would definitely be several or even dozens of times more than last time.

By then, he feared that before that black light could kill the opponent, he would be sucked dry by this broken token first.

This was definitely a dead end.

Su Yun's mind raced at an unprecedented speed, trying to find even the slightest sliver of hope from this desperate situation.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

Regarding the burial heaven token, the System had once prompted that there was a secret worth one million luck points.

At that time, because the price was too high and he was reluctant to spend, he had set it aside.

Now it seemed that this secret was very likely the only way to break the deadlock.

Su Yun immediately sank his consciousness into the System interface, glanced at the balance of over one million luck points he had painstakingly accumulated, and a flash of pain and determination crossed his eyes.

Wealth is just an external thing. If his life is gone, what's the point of keeping these luck points? To breed more?

"System,"

Su Yun no longer hesitated and roared in his heart.

"Deduct one million luck points. I want to unlock all the secrets regarding the burial heaven token immediately."