After a sensation of falling, Chen Lin appeared inside a crude stone chamber.
Then he froze.
True Lord Wanmeng was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Nian Qing sat in the center of the chamber, holding a white lotus in his hand.
Apart from him, the chamber was completely empty.
Moreover, walls enclosed it on all four sides, without even a single door. Clearly, there was no ordinary way out.
Chen Lin immediately raised the Xuanwu Shield in front of himself and watched the monk warily.
But Nian Qing paid him no heed, merely saying calmly, "You helped me suppress my senior brothers' demonic thoughts. According to the rules, you may receive a reward from me."
With that, he waved his monk's robe, and four items appeared on the floor in a row. He showed no intention of explaining them, however.
Chen Lin glanced at him in surprise.
His behavior made it impossible for Chen Lin to tell whether he was a normal person with a fully independent personality or a Nightmare Realm creature that could only act according to rules.
He had originally wanted to ask the monk a few questions, but under these circumstances, he could no longer do so.
If the monk was merely a Nightmare Realm creature acting according to rules, speaking rashly might trigger unpredictable consequences.
Suppressing his doubts, Chen Lin turned his attention to the items the monk had produced.
The four items were a golden wooden fish and mallet set, an egg-sized crystal, half a stick of thick incense, and a ring blade.
The wooden fish and crystal were clearly extraordinary, emitting peculiar energy fluctuations, while the thick incense and ring blade looked quite ordinary.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Lin would definitely have chosen the crystal.
The stone gave him a profoundly mysterious feeling