A room decorated in an antique style.
Qin Ze and the Clown looked at each other in bewilderment.
There was a table between them.
On the table sat a magical conch shell.
"You mean you picked up this conch shell?"
Qin Ze picked up the conch shell, his brow furrowed.
The Clown replied, "It sounds absurd and unbelievable, but it's true that I found it."
"I had just opened the front door this morning when I saw this thing sitting on my doorstep."
There's no one around.
Qin Ze examined the conch shell carefully, and he was quite certain that it was the same Magic Conch as the one in his hand, made by Echo.
However, unlike Qin Ze's conch shell, the conch shell that the Clown picked up seemed to have fallen into some kind of "slumber," making it unusable, let alone able to contact Echo through it.
Qin Ze's expression gradually became serious.
He knew that Echo was up to no good.
Besides him, Echo also gave the Magic Conch to others.
But Qin Ze had one question.
He entered the Chaos through the forbidden area of the Spirit Clan, and it was within the Chaos that he completed the transaction with Echo.
Could it be that someone else besides him entered the Chaos?
This person either entered the Chaos through the Northern Heaven Gate or the forbidden area of the Spirit Clan.
Either a new passage has been created in the Abyss, leading to Chaos.
If it's the latter, then things become serious.
However, now is not the time to consider these things.
The most urgent task is to trace the source and find the owner of this Magic Conch.
Qin Ze tossed the conch shell back onto the table, crossed his arms, and sat down in the chair.
Tell me about your experiences during this period.
The Clown scratched his head. "Nothing particularly special."
"Since I was invited here, all I've done every day is eat, drink, and have fun, just like the Captain did back in the Sea of Glaze."
The Captain immediately shouted on the Local Area Network, "Slander! This is blatant slander!"
"I went to the Sea of Glaze to gain more practical experience."
"You have no right to speak without firsthand experience. Do you really think I'm just looking for pleasure?"
The Clown couldn't help but smirk. "Whatever makes you happy."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Be more specific, and how much do you currently know about this world?"
The Clown thought for a moment and replied, "This world is called the Amethyst Clan. The name probably comes from the fact that people in this world are born with a purple crystal embedded in their chest."
"Martial arts are not popular here; the people here mainly practice martial arts, or as they call it, magic."
"I've met the chief court mage of the capital; he's an old Demigod."
"It is said that he once used a high-level spell to instantly kill a king-level beast."
The development of civilization is closely related to the conditions inherent in civilization itself.
Qin Ze felt that there must be some prerequisites for martial arts practitioners to thrive so much here.
"Continue."
The Clown continued, "The rulers of this civilization are emperors."
"I have never met the emperor. I heard he is seriously ill and has been neglecting state affairs."
"Currently, government affairs are handled by the three princes in rotation, with the chief mage assisting them."
"The three brothers seem to get along well on the surface, but I don't know what their relationship is like behind the scenes."
After hearing the Clown's story, the clones immediately started discussing it.
"Yay! It's time for the classic 'Nine Princes' struggle for the throne' segment again."
"Can't you count? There are only three in total."
"What a hassle! The Pretty God could just storm into the palace, subdue the Great Mage with one hand, then lift that old man off his sickbed and ask him who the conch shell belongs to. The truth would be revealed then."
"You call yourself a lowly martial artist? Don't you have any brains? You think the Pretty God just wants to know who the conch shell's owner is? How shallow!"
"Otherwise what?"
"Of course, we should follow the clues and find out Echo that bastard, Echo. The situation is unclear right now, and a direct confrontation would only alert him."
"..."
Qin Ze nodded in satisfaction. "You're teachable. Finally, you have someone who can use their brain."
He looked up at the Clown: "The conch shell was clearly placed at your doorstep on purpose."
Do you have any suspects?
The Clown thought carefully for a moment, "I don't know many people. I'm not very familiar with the three princes and the Great Mage. We've exchanged no more than ten words in total."
"They had no reason to plot against me."
Qin Ze asked, "Which prince is the Chosen One brought you here?"
The Clown shook his head. "Not a prince, but the chief mage's disciple."
Qin Ze fell into deep thought.
The Clown asked cautiously, "Are you doubting the Chief Mage?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "There's no direct evidence right now, so anyone can be a suspect."
Tap tap tap--
Suddenly, a series of light footsteps sounded outside.
You have a guest.
With that, Qin Ze opened the Shelter Space.
The Clown pushed the door open, and a purple-haired woman stood outside.
The woman was quite attractive, with a broad chest, and a sparkling purple crystal was deeply embedded in her cleavage.
Behind the woman stood several guards from the Royal Guard.
Seeing this, the Clown asked in confusion, " Xiao Su, what happened?"
He was staying in the foreign guests' lounge area.
This shouldn't be a place where the Royal Guard would be.
The woman clasped her hands together in front of her lower abdomen, her face full of apology. "The Emperor has lost something important, and a city-wide search is underway. I'm afraid it will take up a few minutes of your time."
The Clown casually stepped aside. "It's alright, come in and search."
"Excuse me."
The guards greeted them and then went inside to search the house thoroughly.
Five minutes later, the guards found nothing and politely withdrew.
The purple-haired woman, whom the Clown called Xiao Su, did not leave, but instead apologized to the Clown once again.
The Clown waved his hand. "There's no need for such formalities between us."
"So, what exactly did the Emperor lose?"
The purple-haired woman shook her head. "I don't know either. It must be very important. I heard the Emperor is furious right now."
"Oh, by the way, it's my teacher's 130th birthday today. There's a birthday party tonight. Here's the invitation."
The woman handed an invitation to the Clown.
The Clown said, "I will keep my promise."
The woman nodded. "I have some business to attend to at the Mages' Association. See you tonight."
After handing over the invitation, the woman swayed away.
Qin Ze appeared beside the Clown: "Who is she? You two seem to know each other quite well."
The Clown explained, " Xiao Su, the Magic Young Married Woman, Chosen One of this world. I came here at her invitation."
Qin Ze: " Magic Young Married Woman?"
The Clown said, " Xiao Su is married; her husband is the son of the Great Mage."
Qin Ze watched the woman's retreating figure disappear through the gate, his eyes flickering.
"Let me see the invitation."
"Hey~"
The Clown placed the invitation in Qin Ze's hand.