Chapter 205: One plays the good guy, the other still plays the bad guy!

Jian Xin didn't chop down after all, he just snorted coldly and walked away.

Zhuge Moer walked forward with a smile, grabbed the edge of the wooden box and looked inside.

At this time, Leng Longwen had curled up into a ball and was shivering. He no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning.

But this is normal. Dragon patterns are just spiritual treasures after all. Ordinary means cannot destroy their bodies, but if their consciousness is shattered, they will dissipate on the spot.

Unfortunately, Jian Xin, as a sword cultivator and a sword immortal who became an immortal through sword skills, could really kill Leng Longwen.

But their purpose is to persuade Leng Longwen to listen to Li Yanmo, so they have to leave a way out.

"Hello, Leng Longwen. My name is Zhuge Moer, and I am the successor of Zhuge Machinery."

Zhuge Moer's voice sounded cute and not scary at all. Leng Longwen then carefully released his dragon claws, nodded, and dared not say a word.

"Oh - my eldest sister doesn't really like to talk, but I'm different," Zhuge Moer chuckled, "You see, there's no irreconcilable conflict between us. We can talk about everything."

"We just need you to help the master, what do you want?"

Leng Longwen was educated in the Dragon Palace in the North Sea. The huge contrast between Zhuge Moer and Jian Xin reminded it of what the Lord of the North Sea Dragon Palace had said when he taught it.

[Xiao Leng, humans have a method of interrogation where one person plays the good cop and the other plays the bad cop. 】

[One scares you, the other comforts you, the ultimate goal is to make you compromise]

[Once you encounter this situation, you must be confident, because it means they actually can't do anything to you! 】

Leng Longwen mustered up his courage and tried weakly, "I, I just want your master to reach the Golden Core Stage... No, the Fake Core Stage will do."

“…”

After a short silence, Zhuge Moer patted his forehead, his face full of annoyance, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to say something. In fact, there are ways to deal with your spiritual treasures in the Zhuge Machinery Heritage. Speaking of which, I have also been researching some things recently. Wait a minute..."

Zhuge Moer turned and left. Leng Longwen's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He wanted to lean over to see what was going on, but he was afraid to look Jian Xin in the eye.

After a while, Zhuge Moer came back with a tattoo Lingbao sticker, a specialty of Dayu.

"You tattooed spiritual treasures are only spiritual treasures after all, before they are completely transformed into real ones. They are one of the products of the operation of heaven and earth."

"My Zhuge family can spy on the rules of the operation of heaven and earth, which means I can dismantle you first, and then put you back together according to my preferences, and add some instructions to make you more understanding."

Zhuge Moer smiled naively while sketching Leng Longwen's appearance on paper in front of Leng Longwen.

"Wait, wait! No, didn't we agree that one of us would play the good cop and the other the bad cop?"

Zhuge Moer's face darkened immediately, and he stopped talking, "Who wants to play the good cop with you! You either had your consciousness shattered by the senior sister and then I reassembled you, or you still had your consciousness and I reassembled you, or you still had to obey the master's orders. You have to choose one for me today, or I will choose for you!"

It turns out that one is playing the good cop and the other is playing the bad cop...

Leng Longwen suddenly realized.

"Send! Please send!!!"

…

Shen Ziqing came to the Sutra Library with a wooden box containing an oil dragon pattern.

"Master Ji, I have something important to discuss with you!"

"What's wrong? Oh, you have something interesting in your hand."

Ji Lao floated out from the wall and glanced at the wooden box in Shen Ziqing's hand.

"This must be the prize for the Dragon Transformation Conference sent by that old bastard Ao Tian. The refining method is too wild. If it can be tamed, it will probably be much stronger than an ordinary dragon pattern. However... with your master's cultivation level, I'm afraid he can't convince it. Do you want me to scare it?"

Shen Ziqing nodded, then shook his head.

"If my method doesn't work, then I may need Elder Ji's help."

"Oh? You... huh? What's up with your foundation-building platform!?"

It was only then that Ji La noticed something wrong with Shen Ziqing's seemingly ordinary foundation-building platform, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Shen Ziqing raised his finger to his lips and hushed, then opened the wooden box. A black shadow shot out like a sharp arrow, but was suppressed by a force as soon as it left the wooden box.

"Damn it! How come the barrier that old man set up is so strong!"

You Longwen cursed and opened his mouth, trying to bite through the invisible suppression, without even looking at Shen Ziqing in front of him.

Old Ji nodded, "This dragon pattern is indeed qualified to be wild."

Shen Ziqing shook his head, “Maybe it’s true elsewhere, but in front of my master, it doesn’t have that qualification.”

When You Longwen heard what Shen Ziqing said, he immediately growled in dissatisfaction, "You little brat, if it weren't for this restriction, believe it or not, I could kill you with just a breath!"

Old Ji frowned, and wanted to slap You Longwen first, but seeing Shen Ziqing smiling, he suppressed the idea of ​​taking action.

"I can't convince you with my poor mouth, so I can only call some friends."

As soon as the voice fell, the statue of the God of Wealth in Shen Ziqing's foundation-building platform lit up.

The armored Wu Caishen landed behind Shen Ziqing with a clang. As soon as he appeared, Wu Caishen complained dissatisfiedly.

"What took you so long to call me?"

Old Ji on the side suddenly widened his eyes, and the God of Wealth Wu also noticed Old Ji and widened his eyes as well.

They both pointed at each other.

"Are you the God of Wealth in Heaven?!"

"You are the Emperor Yu who caused his most capable son to be infamously known as the Chicken Shit Emperor!"

Shen Ziqing, who was sandwiched between the two, raised his hand awkwardly.

"Um... Mr. Wu, actually I have something to ask of you. After it's done, I will build a temple for the God of Wealth in Tianxu Tower, so that you can have a chance to walk around here and relieve your boredom."

Wu Caishen looked around, suppressed his joy and rubbed his hands, "Are you serious?"

"Of course I take it seriously. You can also promote our Tianxu Tower to your colleagues," Shen Ziqing smiled politely.

"Okay, just wait until I've shown off enough. So the thing you're talking about couldn't be this little thing."

Wu Caishen turned his head and looked at the Oil Dragon Pattern which had been pretending not to exist since just now.

"Well, this little thing does look a bit fierce. Do you want to tame it?"

“No, I hope it can be used by my master, but it’s not very obedient,” Shen Ziqing smiled and looked at the Oil Dragon Pattern, who had begun to sweat profusely, “plus its ferocious nature, I’m really afraid that it will pretend to be obedient and then bite my master back.”

"Oh... I'm not very good at dealing with dragons," Wu Caishen scratched his head in distress, "but I know a guy who is particularly good at dealing with dragons. We usually call him the Third Prince, and he is also the Marshal of the Central Altar."

For some reason, just hearing the name "Third Prince" made Youlongwen's whole body ache, and some very terrifying pictures that did not belong to it gradually emerged, which seemed to be fragments left in the concept of dragon.

"How about I ask him to come down and take a look?"

"Wait! I'm very obedient!!!"

(End of this chapter)