Lin Xun had consulted a number of books to find out about the mine prison’s location ever since he arrived in Donglin City. But he didn’t succeed in the end.
Lin Xun had also attempted to find records about the Origin Aeth Artery—Grand Abyss Heaven Devourer, but he found no information, which was possibly due to it being incredibly rare.
However, the old man’s words made Lin Xun see a glimmer of hope. If his speculation was right, the place that Liulan Jinian was searching for was precisely the mine prison!
Of course, this was just Lin Xun’s speculation, but this vague clue was enough to make Lin Xun excited.
Mister Lu only told him that he had to come to the Ziyao Empire if he wanted to find the person who took his Origin Aeth Artery. But the territory of the Ziyao Empire was too vast and finding any clues there was no different to searching for a needle in a haystack.
At the very least, the vague clue that Lin Xun received from the old man provided him with a direction and goal to search for, and that was enough.
……
Seeing that Lin Xun had no more questions, the old man said, “The Blood Kill Camp is very special. It hasn’t been open for tens of years and the people able to participate in it aren’t ordinary. If you manage to leave the camp safely, that already proves that you have the power and skills to become a true expert.”
He clapped Lin Xun on the shoulder. “Although I highly doubt that you will ever see Miss again, I still hope that you succeed in the camp.”
The old man stood up straight and said, “I will bid you farewell here. Xue Jin will safely take you to the Blood Kill Camp. Take care.”Xue Jin was the name of the bearded middle-aged man steering the treasure ship.
Lin Xun got up and bowed. “Thank you.”
The old man smiled, opened the cabin hatch and leaped out. His figure faded like a shaft of light in the vast sky.
Bang!
A gust of wind poured in and slammed the hatch shut, causing the entire treasure ship to sway.
“That old guy has finally left,” Xue Jin muttered in the operation room.
He appeared even more relaxed and leisurely as he said languidly to Ning Meng who was beside him, “Little guy, enjoy your time here. When you get to the Blood Kill Camp, hehe…”
A hint of a gloating smile touched his lips.
Ning Meng suddenly felt uneasy and shouted, “If the Blood Kill Camp isn’t brutal, I would look down on it instead.”
Xue Jin laughed even more wildly. “Brutal? If it’s just brutal, how would it be worthy of the name Blood Kill Camp?”
“What do you mean?”
Xue Jin raised his head and drank his wine. He said nothing else. The Blood Kill Camp was hell and a person would only know its abnormality after experiencing it.
Lin Xun didn’t react much to the conversation in the cabin because he was deep in thought.
……
Two days later.
In a bright hot desert that sparkled like flowing gold, the sun was blazing high in the sky and the temperature was so scorching that there was a burnt smell in the air.
Suddenly a whizz pierced the air, and an old treasure ship swooped down from the sky and went on a dangerous trajectory like a staggering drunkard. It flipped a dozen of times in the air before breaking dangerously and drifting across the desert as it descended.
With a thud, the cabin door opened and Ning Meng, who was soldierly and well-built, tottered out. A gurgling sound came from his mouth before he vomited and he looked extremely miserable.
When Lin Xun walked out of the cabin, his face was pale and he forcibly resisted the urge to vomit as he stood in the middle of a desert and surveyed the surroundings.
“Hahaha, I can only see you to here. Someone will come to collect you later. Goodbye, you two little demons. I hope you’ll still be alive when I come to pick you up in two years!"
Xue Jin popped his big head out the treasure ship and a smile spread across his bearded face as he waved to Lin Xun and Ning Meng. He steered the treasure ship and it rumbled across the ground before widely lifting off into the sky.
“Go to hell, one day I will smash your damn boat! I’ve never seen a drunkard like you driving a treasure ship! Just you wait!” Ning Meng roared in fury, but Xue Jin and the treasure ship had already vanished.
In the end, he shook his head angrily and then glanced around in puzzlement. “Lin Xun, what kind of desert is this, do you know?"
Lin Xun shook his head. The treasure ship had flown for two days and there were many twists and turns along the way; it was impossible to know where they were.
“Damn it, it’s just the Blood Kill Camp. Why act so mysterious? Is it too unpresentable for other people to know about?” Ning Meng cursed again. His motion sickness clearly made him very moody.
Rumble—
A thunder-like noise rang in the sky, causing Lin Xun and Ning Meng to look up.
A giant grand treasure ship was whizzing towards their direction at an unbelievable speed and even created a long air current due to its incredible speed. It was a spectacular sight!
Spotless white steel armor plating was built around the entire treasure ship and made it look as smooth as a mirror. The bow of the ship resembled an eagle’s beak and every part of the hull was engraved with exquisite runes that were almost blinding as they glimmered under the sun.
It was indeed an extremely luxurious ship. Even Lin Xun was frozen with astonishment after a glance at the ship. This isn’t a treasure ship but a magnificent moving castle!
Ning Meng immediately cried out strangely, “Damn it, it's the Silver Eagle Battleship—the latest generation of heaven grade aeth tool created by the Divine Workshop in the empire!”
The Silver Eagle Battleship, a kind of battle-type treasure ship, was a heaven grade aeth tool that only Spirit Sea Stage cultivators could operate. The battleship was entirely covered in one hundred and eight high-level runes and it could carry over thousands of people. Additionally, it was equipped with sixteen rune battle cannons, and each one had the destructive power to kill a Spirit Dipper cultivator!
A battleship like the Silver Eagle Battleship was worth more than tens of thousand gold coins!
However, since it was the latest battleship developed by the Divine Workshop, only a small number existed in the world and it couldn’t be bought even with money.
In comparison, the old treasure ship that Xue Jin was operating was extremely shabby.
“Who the f** is so rich and powerful?” Ning Meng’s eyes reddened, like he saw a rare treasure and was extremely jealous.
Before long, the Silver Eagle Battleship landed, and the cabin hatch opened and a mighty and imposing team marched out.
Lin Xun couldn’t help but stare straight at the team of people. Too extravagant!
Thirty six men in full armor were clearing the way for someone. Each one was armed with the most sophisticated equipment and was shining from head to toe like a humanoid weapon.
Lin Xun surveyed them and noticed that every piece of equipment on each of the heavily armored men, including their boots, capes, belts, inner armors, wrist guards and blades…were extremely valuable aeth tools. The entire outfit was worth at least one thousand gold coins!
It wouldn’t be so shocking if it was only one person, but thirty-six people were fully armed with the same equipment. No ordinary person could afford that.
But this was nothing compared to the excessively lavish jeweled carriage behind the thirty-six men. The jeweled carriage was pulled by four snow-white jiao-dragon beasts, and every part of the carriage was engraved with complicated runes that were evidently the work of a rune master. The carriage was extremely gorgeous, overflowing with vibrant colors and glittering brilliantly.
Although the value of the jeweled carriage wasn’t obvious, the lavishness directly assaulted one’s face.
A youngster in white was lying idly inside the jeweled carriage and he was smiling in pleasure.
Seven to eight gorgeous young women were spaced around the youngster. Every one of them looked pure, stunning, charming and sweet…
They were all dressed in different styles of sheer cotton garments that highlighted their graceful figures. Their soft arms and shoulders and fair skin seemed more alluring under the scorching sun.
They all knelt down next to the youngster; some were massaging his shoulders, some massaging his foot, some massaging his leg and some serving him iced wine. They fed him in mouthfuls and their expressions were filled with gentleness.
Ning Meng looked flabbergasted. “Isn’t that too lavish?”
Lin Xun felt his head spinning around. The Silver Eagle Battleship is his transport, the thirty-six heavily armored men cleared the way for him, and he is being carried in an extremely grand jeweled carriage. But what’s most outrageous is that there are eight young girls crowding around him to provide intimate services. Even the word lavish can’t describe his power and wealth, right?
They were in a scorching desert but the appearance and behavior of this group of people made it seem like they were going on an outing. Even Lin Xun couldn’t help but sigh. Why do so many people in the world hate the rich? Just look at this scene.
The team lined up near Lin Xun and Ning Meng and the youngster in white on the jeweled carriage sat up straight and dispersed the young women with a wave of his hand. He smiled at Lin Xun and Ning Meng, saying “Dare I ask if you two are also waiting to enter the Blood Kill Camp?"
Lin Xun nodded.
Ning Meng snorted coldly, as if he couldn’t stand the youngster in white.
The youngster in white was taken aback at first but then his lips curled disapprovingly. He took out a jade fan and fanned himself as he walked off. “Who would have thought that this Blood Kill Camp would be in a barren desert?"
Ning Meng sneered, “Your appearance tells me that you’re just a young master of a wealthy family who knows how to enjoy. Get out of here if you’re afraid.”
The youngster in white was very handsome. His lips were red and his teeth white. He had an impressive presence and elegant demeanor. He indeed looked like a young master of a wealthy family who knew how to enjoy himself. This was obvious from the way he made an appearance.
The youngster in white only smiled disapprovingly in response to Ning Meng’s mocking. He instead shifted his gaze to Lin Xun and asked, “Is he your friend?”
Lin Xun nodded.
The youngster in white smiled. “Your friend’s temper is really bad. He’ll likely get into a lot of trouble in the future because of it and it might even affect you.”
Before Lin Xun could respond, Ning Meng snapped, “Little White Face, what the hell are you talking about?”
The youngster in white smiled. “Look, he wants to resort violence at the slightest disagreement. His temper stinks. I didn’t used to believe that there are idiots who are born to need a beating, but now I do.”
Ning Meng’s eyes burned with rage. He charged towards the youngster in white and was about to teach him a lesson.
It was then that a gust of wind whipped up a vortex of sand. It roared towards them and came to a stop in between Ning Meng and the youngster in white.
Immediately, the sandstorm dissipated into fine sand and scattered across the ground, revealing a figure.