I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 205: Goodbye, Little Mister

“Huh? The Golden Scissors can actually manifest some of its power in this world?” Zhang Chen looked at the two intertwining true dragons, extending his palm, the two dragons obediently prostrating in his palm.

“Go!”

Zhang Chen thought, and the next moment, the two flood dragons flew out, twisting towards a jade pillar. In a single exchange, the jade pillar was directly shattered into powder. Then, the two true dragons returned, their light dimmed slightly.

“Good treasure!” Zhang Chen praised, releasing his restraint on the Golden Scissors, allowing it to rise into the air and devour the mystical aura between heaven and earth.

Zhang Chen looked at the ruins of the palace before him, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Looking down at his body, he was in a soul state, with the Green Lotus still floating above his head. Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "What a pity, this is not the past timeline. If I could return to the past timeline again…"

Zhang Chen felt some regret, having wasted several great opportunities.

“Next time I go to the great tomb to cultivate, I wonder if I can return to the past timeline again,” Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Then, Zhang Chen continued to search for jade stones, silently comprehending the runes in the palace, carefully sensing the opportunities within the runes, hoping to gain new insights from them.

Unfortunately, the ruins were still ruins. There was nothing valuable except for the incomplete and damaged runes.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the dark wind and sand in the distance. It seemed that a woman's desperate wails, sobs, and pleas for mercy were echoing. Zhang Chen's pupils shrank when he heard the scream, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He quickly looked towards the wind and sand in the distance, and saw a glimmer of light flickering in the dim wind and sand. A woman in white, holding a lantern, stood in the dark wind and sand, seemingly shouting something.

“What the hell!” Zhang Chen felt a chill down his spine: “Besides me, there are other living beings in this spiritual world?”

Just as Zhang Chen was about to take a closer look, the lantern light disappeared in the wind and sand, and the woman in white also disappeared without a trace.

“Something's not right.” Zhang Chen stood in the palace and lost the mood to look at the runes. He quickly sacrificed all his mana to the Golden Scissors, and then exhausted his mana to withdraw from the spiritual world.

Back in the inn, Zhang Chen opened his eyes, patting his chest with lingering fear: “The spiritual world is not normal? I've never encountered this kind of situation before.”

Zhang Chen quickly checked himself, seeing the black gas rolling in his soul, the black gas seeming to exude a cold and ominous aura.

“Could it be that the strange and ominous things I encountered in the spiritual world were caused by this curse?” Zhang Chen speculated to himself.

He now roughly understood that encountering a mysterious opportunity in the real world would probably cause changes in the spiritual world, but Zhang Chen was not too sure.

Unable to figure out the reason, Zhang Chen calmed down and continued to meditate and cultivate mana. For him, mana was the most important thing.

That night, rumors spread and began to ferment, spreading among the crowd.

Little Mister listened to the discussions on the street, a thoughtful look in his eyes: “A great tomb has appeared outside Gou Lan County? That girl from the Zhong family actually found the entrance to the great tomb?”

Little Mister's eyes looked towards the outside of the city, and he saw lightning connecting the sky and the earth outside the city, confirming the speculation of the rumors.

Zhang Chen's rumors were too real. Not only were they true, but there was also the Feng Shui formation to cooperate with. No one would doubt the rumors after hearing them.

“Fortunately, it's not far away, so I'll just go for a trip.” Little Mister's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the great tomb, and he could see Zhong Xiang and the hundreds of guards camping from afar.

Little Mister pondered slightly, and the next moment, a surge of righteous energy burst out from his body. He wrote a 'hide' character on himself, and actually ignored Zhong Xiang and the hundreds of guards, walking in swaggeringly.

However, in the middle of the night, Little Mister came out of the depths of the cave with a mournful face: “I knew it! I knew it! Regarding the creation of the great tomb, who would be stupid enough to pass the news out? I thought I would never suffer a loss in my life, but who would have thought that I would suffer a big loss today!”

Little Mister looked at Zhong Xiang roasting meat in front of the bonfire, wanting to find Zhong Xiang to settle the score, but thinking that he had sneaked in secretly, he was really at a loss. As a dignified man, it would be embarrassing to go to a girl to settle the score, and besides, he had a good relationship with the Zhong family, so he could only swallow this big loss silently.

“I can't find Zhong Xiang to settle the score, then I'll go find the person who spread the rumors. I have to find someone to get this loss back.” Little Mister muttered and cursed, his voice disappearing into the darkness.

Then, nothing happened overnight. The next morning, Zhang Chen went downstairs and ordered a bowl of tofu brains and sesame cakes, sitting in the lobby to eat, to see if there was any news about the great tomb.

As expected, Zhang Chen was not disappointed. At this time, all kinds of news about the great tomb had already fermented in the lobby of the inn.

“Have you heard? A primordial tomb has appeared outside the city. There are endless creations in the tomb. Anyone who can dig something out of the tomb will have endless wealth and glory to enjoy.”

“Nonsense, I heard people say that there is an elixir of immortality in the tomb. It is said that after swallowing it, you can live forever.”

“The two of you are hearing fake news. Let me tell you, the nephew of my second aunt's younger brother's nephew personally explored that kind of tomb. It is said that what is really buried in the tomb is the supreme artifact left by the ancient gods.”

“……”

A group of people were talking about it, and Zhang Chen praised in his heart: “Huang Chao is quite particular, he is a capable person.”

“Next, it depends on how far things ferment, whether Zhong Xiang can suppress those guys. When he can't withstand the pressure, he will let everyone in. When the time comes, everyone will enter the pit together, and gather everyone's wisdom. Sooner or later, there will be a way to solve the curse.” Zhang Chen said to himself.

Just as Zhang Chen was happily eating tofu brains, a familiar sound rang out. The next moment, a 'ptooey~' sound rang out, and Zhang Chen saw a mouthful of saliva in his tofu brains. Zhang Chen's face turned ashen and he was about to get angry, but he saw Little Mister looking at him with a smug face, and the thousands of anger in Zhang Chen's heart couldn't help but be suppressed.

“How did this guy learn Huang Chao's underhanded methods?” Zhang Chen slandered in his heart, but what kind of person is he, Zhang Chen? How could he suffer such a silent loss?

“Sir, what is the reason for this? It's simply a disgrace to civilization!” Zhang Chen looked at the tofu brains in his hand, wanting to learn from Little Mister's appearance yesterday, and swallow the tofu brains without changing his face, but as soon as he thought about it, he felt his stomach churning, and then looked at Little Mister's smug face opposite him, reached out and scratched in his crotch, then took out his hand and held the tofu brains, his thumb 'accidentally' inserted into the tofu brains, put the tofu brains on the table, and looked at Little Mister opposite him, waiting for Little Mister's reaction.

The little master's face instantly turned green, and a pair of eyes full of resentment looked at Zhang Chen: "My life's motto is to never suffer a loss. You wretch would rather suffer a loss yourself than let others take advantage. Your personality is not good, you have no tolerance, you must change! Look at this tofu brain, originally, after I spat in it, you couldn't eat it, but I could. But now that you've grabbed it like this, neither of us can eat it, isn't that a waste? We can fight wits and courage, but we must never waste things."

Zhang Chen heard this, glanced at the little master, and not wanting to provoke him, simply lowered his head and silently ate the pancake.

"Do you think there really is an ancient god's tomb outside the mountains?" The little master picked up a pancake from the plate and stuffed it directly into his mouth, then called out to the boss: "Bring a bowl of tofu brain, and put it on his tab."

Hearing the little master's words, Zhang Chen couldn't help but tighten his pupils, and a thought popped into his head: "How did he know that I spread the news? No wonder this wretch came to make trouble for me early in the morning, it turns out it was because of this. But what does it matter to him that I spread the news of the ancient tomb? Could it be that he is investigating the tomb and wants to explore its secrets?"

"If sir wants to know the truth, you should ask the person who spread the rumors. What's the point of asking me?" Zhang Chen pretended to be puzzled.

"The source of the rumors is those beggars. Yesterday, I remember that you and the Xie family's girl were watching the excitement not far away. Your appearance there was definitely not just for a stroll, and coupled with today's rumors, you must have been waiting for that beggar leader," said the little master.

Zhang Chen was enlightened upon hearing this, not expecting that the little master would actually discern his flaw through this matter.

"Whether that tomb is real or fake, if sir is interested, go and take a look. If you're not interested, then don't go. What's the point of asking me?" Zhang Chen looked at the little master, gnawing on the sesame cake, and called out to the boss for a bowl of tofu brain.

The little master wanted to say something but stopped, the frustration in his heart indescribable.

Can this matter be blamed on Zhang Chen?

He himself was willing to go!

But he, the little master, had never suffered a loss in his life, not even the slightest bit. How could he swallow this anger?

"I…" The little master looked at Zhang Chen, opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak, didn't know how to get back at him.

"What do you want to say? Could it be that you're asking about the tomb?" Zhang Chen looked at the little master, thinking in his heart: "If I can trick the little master into it, having one more person to share the power of the curse would be a good thing for me."

"Is there really no way to break the curse of that tomb?" The little master asked with a dark face.

He had researched it all night after returning last night, using all possible methods, but still couldn't find a way to break the curse.

"You're cursed? What curse are you under?" Zhang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard the little master's words. If the other party said that, the resentment in his heart would immediately disappear.

The little master's face turned ashen upon hearing this, and he didn't answer Zhang Chen's words, but instead asked: "Is there a solution?"

"If I had a solution, why would I spread the news and lead everyone in? After all, there is strength in numbers. When everyone is cursed, perhaps by gathering everyone's wisdom, we can think of a solution," Zhang Chen said with a smile.

The little master's liver hurt from anger, but there was nothing he could do. He knew that he had come in vain today. If Zhang Chen knew how to break the curse, he wouldn't have set up such a wicked trap.

"Since I've suffered a loss, then everyone should suffer a loss. When everyone suffers a loss, on average, it's the same as if I haven't suffered a loss." The little master muttered as he ate the pancake, staring at Zhang Chen: "Boy, tell me your plan, and I'll consider whether there are any loopholes for you."

Zhang Chen didn't hide anything and told his plan. The little master shook his head upon hearing this: "Too crude! Your plan is too crude!"

"Do you have a better way?" Zhang Chen asked.

"If I were to fight Zhong Xiang, then find a few mysterious items, create some commotion, and arrange for some extras to stir up emotions, then it would be seamless," said the little master:

"Just leave the next things to me, you boy don't interfere."

Saying this, the little master looked at Zhang Chen with a smile: "Logically speaking, since you made me suffer such a big loss, I should slap you to death, after all, I never suffer a loss. But I think your way of doing things is quite to my liking…"

Saying this, the little master looked at Zhang Chen's other hand holding chopsticks. This kid probably didn't wash his hands, right? So he said: "How about you become my disciple? In this way, our own people suffering losses from our own people doesn't count as suffering a loss. The Great Victory Emperor has ordered the establishment of a mysterious academy within the academy, dedicated to solving the mysteries of the world and finding the secret to immortality. I think you boy are very much to my liking. If you have time, go to the academy to find me, and you can get my true essence."

He had no choice. Xie Lingyun and the old fellow Xie Xuan had said that this kid was someone they were protecting, and he couldn't do anything to him.

But he had now been tricked by this kid, and he couldn't let him go either. He could never suffer even the slightest loss in this life. However, he had a problem in the academy, and with this kid's ruthless methods, if this kid took action, he might really succeed.

As he spoke, the little master took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Chen: "This is proof. Go and find me after you arrive in the capital."

Zhang Chen looked at the little master with a surprised expression, wiped his hands clean, and took the document, saying with a suspicious face: "Strange, why would you be so kind? Don't you nobles look down on commoners? Am I worthy to enter the academy?"

"Of course you're not worthy," the little master said without hesitation: "But who told me to like the look of you? You boy are still lucky!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chen gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked, wishing he could stuff his Taobao hands into the other party's mouth. Who are you looking down on?

"So you're dog shit?" Zhang Chen seemed to reply unintentionally.

The little master was speechless, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves.

"What if I refuse?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Will you? All the geniuses in the world will gather there. There will be a change unseen in thousands of years in the future. It is said that the Great Victory Emperor has discovered a unique mystery. Anyone who participates in the research can be at the forefront of the times. If you don't go, you will only be abandoned by the times in the future. Besides, don't you want to compete with the geniuses of your generation? See the level of the geniuses of your generation?" The little master said, taking out a handful of green grass from his sleeve and eating it with a helpless expression.