Night hung low, and all was silent.
Chen Lin reclined sideways in the rocking chair, enjoying the rare leisure brought by achieving Great Perfection in today's new cultivation.
Just as he was about to drift into a light sleep, his heart suddenly jolted, and his spiritual sense caught a trace of movement without warning!
At the same time, the Origin Energy within his Dantian seemed to receive some sort of guidance. It surged mightily and broke through the bottleneck of Core Pill Sixth Layer in an instant, steadily entering Core Pill Seventh Layer.
Breaking through realm after realm like this was something that could only happen at low realms.
At the end of the day, it was still thanks to those Great Perfection skills!
Yet before the joy of his advancement could ripple through his heart, that strange disturbance in his spiritual sense had already become clear—someone had come.
Chen Lin's eyes snapped open, a sharp gleam flashing within them.
Turning his gaze, he saw that an additional Black Robe Figure had appeared somewhere within the formerly empty Scripture Repository, standing quietly not far away.
This Black Robed Man had actually infiltrated this place without making a sound, causing Chen Lin's heart to tighten slightly.
One had to know that the Scripture Repository was surrounded by the royal family's most elite guards.
But Chen Lin's thoughts raced, and in an instant, he had discerned the other party's realm—Divine Treasure Realm First Layer!
Even so, Chen Lin did not sense any danger.
And someone at Divine Treasure Realm First Layer could sneak in...
There was a scheme at work. Perhaps that person knew as well...
Otherwise, there was simply no explaining it.
He keenly sensed that while the other party's aura was powerful, it was not as unfathomable as the legends claimed. It seemed he still had strength in reserve and was not so strong that Chen Lin felt utterly incapable of contending with him.
I can kill him!
Having made up his mind, Chen Lin decided to take this opportunity to test his strength after his breakthrough.
He also sharply noticed that Little Anzi had vanished at some point.
If he alerted the guards above now, it would likely bring unnecessary trouble and turmoil.
It seemed he could only handle this himself.
Otherwise, if the Scripture Repository was robbed, he would be unable to escape death.
And if he could subdue this man, he could use him as his eyes.
Besides, if the Scripture Repository was compromised, where would he find such a natural treasure trove again?
With his plan decided, Chen Lin's figure flickered, vanishing from the rocking chair like a ghost.
At the same time, the Black Robed Man was intently staring at a certain spot in the Scripture Repository when a wisp of blood-pure aura suddenly appeared in his hand.
He muttered under his breath, "Eighth Floor!"
Though the Scripture Repository was protected by an array, this wisp of blood essence was enough to let him pass through unimpeded.
However, just as he was about to make his next move, alarm bells blared in his heart, and he spun around sharply!
Chen Lin had appeared at his side at some unknown time, and upon seeing him, the man immediately let out a breath of relief.
Chen Lin had silently appeared by his side at some unknown time.
Once the Black Robed Man saw who it was, the tension on his face instantly faded, even taking on a trace of disdain.
"I thought it was some blind fool. So it's only a Foundation Establishment ant." His tone dripped with contempt.
But Chen Lin's sharp gaze swept over the blood essence in his hand. He understood at once, a playful curve rising at the corner of his lips as he narrowed his eyes and said, "Interesting. So you have your sights set on the King Tier Skill on the Eighth Floor?"
Chen Lin understood clearly: the array on the Eighth Floor would automatically examine a visitor's bloodline or aura. Only princes bearing Dragon Tokens or those with pure bloodlines could enter.
As for the Ninth Floor, only a genuine Dragon Token could open it.
This wisp of blood essence clearly carried the aura of a certain prince.
He had already guessed seven or eight parts out of ten, and found the matter increasingly amusing.
The Black Robed Man clearly had no interest in answering. He had only one goal—end this quickly, then erase this ant's memories afterward without leaving behind a single trace.
With that thought, he hesitated no longer. His large hand shot out toward Chen Lin, and an icy, dark aura instantly spread through the air.
Yet Chen Lin merely chuckled and allowed that hand to seize him.
Seeing this, the Black Robed Man became even more contemptuous. A Foundation Establishment Realm nobody dares act so arrogantly?
But in the next instant, Chen Lin gave his shoulder a light shake.
An immense force erupted like a thunderclap! The Black Robed Man's expression changed drastically as an irresistible power surged from the point of contact. He was struck as though by a heavy blow and staggered back several steps, blood immediately spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"A body with the strength of a Mysterious Artifact? How is that possible?!" The Black Robed Man was horrified beyond measure.
He knew that weapons under heaven were divided into five grades: ordinary, Spirit Artifact, Mysterious Artifact, earth, and Heavenly Artifact.
Achieving a body as tough as a Spirit Artifact required enormous time and resources, much less one as tough as a Mysterious Artifact.
Moreover, Mysterious Artifacts were generally used by Cultivators from the Primordial Pill Realm to the Divine Vault Realm.
With his cultivation, he simply could not break the other party's body.
However, Chen Lin's figure blurred once more as he smiled. "This is only the beginning."
Before his words had faded, Chen Lin had vanished from where he stood like a ghost.
The Black Robed Man had not even seen how he moved before, in the next instant, a hand tightly gripped his shoulder!
The scorching power transmitted from it was several times more tyrannical than before!
"Pfft--!!!" The Black Robed Man violently spat out another mouthful of blood, his body shaking fiercely like a broken bellows.
He was an expert at Divine Treasure Realm First Layer!
How could this be possible?!
Hadn't they said the elder guarding this place was only Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer?
If... if this was Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer, then what was he?
He was not even worth an ant!
Damn it!
Countless thoughts exploded through his mind.
The other party was absolutely no ordinary repository guardian!
He should have realized it long ago. How could they possibly let a mere Foundation Establishment ant guard this place?
The man could suppress him with ease and even possessed a body at the level of a Spirit Artifact...
He was at least Divine Treasure Realm Fifth Layer or above!
Perhaps even higher!
An icy despair instantly enveloped him. Looking at Chen Lin's still-smiling face, only one thought remained in his heart: My life is over!
However, Chen Lin did not take his life.
Instead, the smile on his face deepened as he said in a calm yet unquestionable voice, "From today onward, you are my man."
The moment he spoke, his spiritual sense stirred, and two entirely different powers began to circulate silently.
Thousand Illusions Sacred Heart wove dreams like invisible threads, quietly invading the other man's consciousness; Three Lives Divine Worm condensed into an invisible little worm, taking shape within spiritual energy before silently piercing toward the Black Robed Man's brow and entering his sea of consciousness.
One was a fog of the mind, the other shackles upon the soul. With these double measures, nothing could go wrong.
The Black Robed Man's ferocity and terror swiftly faded, replaced by blank stupor, though cold sweat instantly soaked through his robes.
Chen Lin released the shoulder he had been gripping.
Only moments later, the dazed Black Robed Man suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes filled with horror and fervor, and then, with a thud, he dropped to his knees and respectfully saluted Chen Lin. "Greetings, Master!"
Chen Lin nodded slightly, signaling for him to rise, then asked calmly, "Speak. Who are you, and why did you come here?"
It turned out this Black Robed Man was a Cultivator of the Nine Nether Sect.
He had infiltrated this place under orders to steal the King Tier Skill from the Eighth Floor of the Scripture Repository. The vial of blood essence in his hand had also been granted by the sect's higher-ups. It could not only help him conceal his aura but could also, when necessary, frame Chen Lin and Little Anzi.
After all, once the item went missing, only those two could be held accountable.
Upon hearing this, Chen Lin's heart sank slightly, and he could not help shaking his head.
It seemed Little Anzi's earlier little moves had already drawn the attention of certain forces.
Once they investigated thoroughly, Little Anzi's small life would likely be impossible to preserve.
And the other party's objective was clearly to use this matter to obstruct the Crown Prince from placing his own forces within the palace.
He continued questioning him and learned that this Black Robed Man's strength had originally been limited, but with a fragment of a Heavenly Artifact provided by the sect, he could conceal his tracks and even block the detection of the great array surrounding the Scripture Repository.
That fragment could also cleverly store the skills from the Eighth Floor.
Chen Lin found it novel and looked it over before handing it back to him.
Who knew whether there were hidden methods within the thing? Why keep it on him? It was useless.
As for why they had used someone weak, it was mainly because even if he were discovered, they would only lose a minor lackey.
"After you return, make up a reasonable excuse to muddle through." Chen Lin spoke indifferently. "Also, remember to send me any useful information about the outside world."
The Black Robed Man hurriedly nodded in acknowledgment. Then his figure flickered, and as though he had never appeared at all, he vanished from the spot.
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