The Parchment Map

Leng Tianjiao usually wore an expressionless face and was known as an ice-cold beauty.

But at that very moment, the expression on this ice-cold beauty's face was so animated, you'd think she was about to star in a movie.

Zhu Ping'an had gone mad!

That was the only thought in Leng Tianjiao's mind.

That wall was so hard it couldn't be cut through, yet Zhu Ping'an had shoved his head into the wall's niche. He was clearly trying to get himself killed!

Leng Tianjiao frantically tried to pull the mechanism back, but once activated, it couldn't be stopped.

Meanwhile, Zhu Ping'an still wore a confident smile.

That guy really was crazy!

"Zhu Ping'an, get out! You're really going to die!" Leng Tianjiao screamed. She felt as though an invisible giant hand had grabbed her heart and was squeezing it tight, dragging it downward.

She hadn't felt this terrified in a long time. The last time she'd felt this way was when her mother passed away.

"Don't be afraid. I've got this... What the hell?"

The immense force of the two walls bore down on Zhu Ping'an's head, making him feel as though it was about to burst.

Had he misjudged it? Would he die even though they hadn't reached that plot point yet?

Zhu Ping'an's heart tightened. Fortunately, the next second, with a resounding crash, the wall that had been sliding quickly into the stone suddenly stopped.

"Phew!"

Zhu Ping'an let out a huge sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled his head out. It seemed he'd guessed right.

"Heh heh heh~"

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his painfully pinched forehead and grinned foolishly. That was tens of billions! Getting his head squeezed like this was worth it if it got him tens of billions!

Just as he was grinning to himself, a slap suddenly landed on his face.

Before he could even figure out what was happening, a voluptuous body was in his arms, holding him tightly.

Zhu Ping'an was confused. What was the Leng Family's eldest miss doing, going crazy like this?

But when he looked down, he saw Leng Tianjiao sobbing in his arms.

"Tianjiao, what's wrong?" Zhu Ping'an asked, completely baffled.

"From now on, you're not allowed to risk your life like that again! If you're short on money or Qi and Blood Pills, you can tell me. I have some!" Leng Tianjiao looked up, staring stubbornly at Zhu Ping'an, her eyes still a little red.

"Miss Leng, are you asking me to live off you?" Zhu Ping'an asked with a smile.

Leng Tianjiao was silent for a moment, then said, "I can give it to you secretly. You'll know, I'll know, Heaven and Earth will know. Then no one else will know you're living off me."

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help laughing. For some reason, he thought Leng Tianjiao looked rather cute right now. Foolishly cute.

If she did that on Earth and posted about it online, the "little fairies" would call her a man-pleaser and a love-struck fool.

"Anyway, promise me you'll never do something this dangerous again!" Leng Tianjiao insisted.

"Sure. Next time, for sure."

Zhu Ping'an agreed offhandedly. Back when he'd read novels before transmigrating, whenever the author asked him to vote, he'd say, "Next time, for sure." Then he'd keep reading for free without ever casting a single vote.

Likewise, if he got another chance to take a risk like this, he definitely wouldn't pass it up.

After all, if he didn't make good use of his immortality to gather resources and grow stronger, once the plot point arrived, he'd really end up dead.

While the mechanism was stuck, Zhu Ping'an hurriedly stuffed the Qi and Blood Pills into his pockets. There were too many, so he tossed away the jade bottles, took off his shirt, and poured all the pills onto it like beans.

He tied the sleeves together and pulled up the zipper, turning it into a makeshift bag.

By the end, Zhu Ping'an was carrying a bulging bagful of Qi and Blood Pills, beaming with delight.

There were over ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills! If he gave them all to Cai Kun, it wouldn't take long for the Cai Family to surpass the Leng Family and become Green City's foremost family. That was how much over ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills were worth!

He wanted to share some with Leng Tianjiao, but she flatly refused, saying he'd risked his life to get them and she couldn't take any.

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his nose, still not knowing how to explain the whole matter of the plot to Leng Tianjiao. In the end, he could only happily pocket all the Qi and Blood Pills himself.

"Ah, if only I had a Storage Ring or something." For the first time, Zhu Ping'an found himself troubled by having too many Qi and Blood Pills.

"Sell half the Qi and Blood Pills on your back, and you'll be able to afford one," Leng Tianjiao said.

"They're that expensive?" Zhu Ping'an sucked in a sharp breath, his pupils shrinking. Half his Qi and Blood Pills would be worth at least twenty billion.

"Crafting a Storage Ring requires an Eighth Rank martial artist at the very least. It makes sense that they're expensive."

After hearing Leng Tianjiao's explanation, Zhu Ping'an nodded. He remembered that in the original story, when he met Ye Qingxian after starting university, that guy had a Storage Ring.

He could just take one from Ye Qingxian then. He didn't want to pay for something that expensive himself.

The two followed the trail of Ye Qingxian's foot odor and continued deeper into the passage.

At the end of the passage.

Ye Qingxian and Yan Shubing walked ahead. Ye Qingxian was holding an Iron Chain, with seven martial artists from the Leng Family shackled to it.

All seven were unconscious, and Ye Qingxian was dragging them along.

"Hmph, that idiot Zhu Ping'an really thought he was the only one who could use poison? I barely had to lift a finger to fool him completely."

Ye Qingxian sneered, while unable to resist slipping a hand into his pants and scratching vigorously.

There was no one nearby except Yan Shubing, so he could finally scratch his foot fungus without restraint.

Yan Shubing looked at the sleazy state of the man who had once been her dream boy. She was a little disgusted, but didn't show it.

"Qingxian Ge, it's a shame we didn't get all those Qi and Blood Pills. Can we go back for them later?" Yan Shubing's eyes brimmed with anticipation. Clearly, she couldn't stop thinking about the more than ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills.

"Hmph! A mere ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills. Shubing, look farther ahead. The real treasures in Secret Realm Number Thirteen are nothing like those ten thousand Qi and Blood Pills!"

Ye Qingxian took out an Ancient Parchment Scroll and studied it carefully.

If anyone else had been there, they would have realized that the Ancient Parchment Scroll in Ye Qingxian's hand was none other than a map of the entire Secret Realm Number Thirteen!