Unexpectedly, the next day, Yang Huayue arrived at Area A11.

His temperament was very cold, but he was not targeting anyone deliberately. It was just that he had been in darkness and killing for a long time, and the coldness had penetrated into his bones.

"Emperor Chen Qing, long time no see."

This time, Yang Hua looked at Chen Sheng more seriously and finally figured out something.

This is a very calm and composed person. Even though he is in the Black Abyss Prison, he does not lose his composure.

“It’s you.”

A scene flashed through Chen Sheng's mind, and he recognized that this was the Dark Blade captain who captured Rouran. Before leaving, he had also given a veiled warning, so he was a good person.

"Are you used to being here?"

Yang Huayue looked around. It was pitch black. The Black Abyss Prison was airtight on all sides and had many sealing arrays set up, making it look particularly deep and gloomy.

The place is filled with extremely strong evil and murderous aura, and it cannot be called a good place.

"fine."

Mr. Chen smiled. He had been here for fifteen years and had become familiar with the place. He had some acquaintances and chatted with them about family matters, which was quite nice.

"How is Rouran? Is she causing trouble? She is very difficult and scary."

This answer surprised Yang Huayue a little. Seeing that Mr. Chen was not joking, he nodded.

He had some considerations in mind when he came here, so he mentioned the Rouran as a way of getting closer to them.

"There has been no movement in these years."

Mr. Chen frowned slightly. Rouran was imprisoned in cell No. 1. She was very quiet and too obedient.

He knew that the other party was waiting, waiting for Chen Lian to embark on the path of cultivation, and then activate the mother-child soul transfer spell to escape.

This kind of character, cold and firm, is definitely that of a devil.

"Uncle Chen, the little windmill is coming..."

A childish and ethereal voice sounded in the darkness.

A little girl ran over. She was wearing a plain white skirt, pigtails, and holding a windmill. She was like a moving light in the darkness, and she ran straight to Chen Sheng's side.

"Whoosh whoosh"

Mr. Chen squatted down and called out, and the small windmill in Chen Lian's hand, which had slowly stopped moving, started to turn again.

The little girl waved her hands happily, spinning around Mr. Chen and having a lot of fun.

"she is?"

This scene made Yang Huayue's eyes widen slightly, and then he felt something in his mind and looked at Chen Sheng, with some guesses.

"It's the one you reminded me of that day."

Mr. Chen didn't want Chen Lian to know about the Rouran affairs, so he spoke vaguely.

"You took a chance and did it."

Yang Huayue understood what was said and was touched. He had experienced the danger and horror of the Rouran people himself, so he warned Chen Sheng not to show mercy.

At that time, he had already sentenced Chen Lian to death and didn't want to be picked up by Chen Sheng.

"It can't be called an adventure, but I just can't stand by and watch."

Mr. Chen said calmly.

"admire."

Yang Huayue cupped his hands and exclaimed in praise. Then, seeing that the time was almost right, he said, "I came here today to tell you one thing. You have been continuously handing over the secrets of the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison to the Law Enforcement Hall and profiting from it."

He spoke in a straightforward manner and recounted Yuan Zifan's story, focusing on the law enforcement team, which was much stronger than before.

"Is it a taboo?"

Chen Sheng frowned. Standing on the level of the Black Abyss Prison, he, as a jailer, actually had some intention of helping outsiders.

“No, I mean, we can do it.”

Yang Huayue shook his head, not daring to offend Chen Sheng with this, and only showed a warm expression.

To put it simply, they were jealous of Yuan Zifan's development, but the source of the information came from their Black Abyss Prison, so they had other thoughts.

"The Law Enforcement Hall lost a lot of manpower while exploring those secret realms."

Mr. Chen understood, but some things needed to be made clear.

Yuan Zifan's repeated explorations into secret realms were by no means as beautiful as they seemed, and there were times when he suffered heavy losses.

To put it bluntly, these secrets were not given out willingly by the prisoners. They were like poisonous bait thrown out to harm people.

"My Dark Blade Ninth Squad is not afraid of sacrifice and is no weaker than the monks in the Law Enforcement Hall."

Yang Huayue looked serious and determined to get a share of the profits. He promised, "If you have unexplored secret realms, let us explore them. We will not let you suffer any loss. The Law Enforcement Hall will give you about 10% of the profits, and I will give you 13%."

This 3% contribution from the Law Enforcement Hall is by no means small. A large part of it is used to subsidize the lost monks. It is already very good for Chen Sheng to just sit and wait for the payment without any risk.

He saw Yuan Zifan's sincerity, so he offered more sincerity and only asked Chen Sheng to accept it.

"If you insist, I have nothing wrong with that. But the information about the prisoners is sometimes true and sometimes false. Please don't ruin the relationship because of it."

Mr. Chen once again emphasized that even though he could discern a few things about the prisoners’ thoughts, he was not truly omniscient and omnipotent, and there would always be mistakes and omissions.

These secret realms are filled with dangers, and one mistake could cause serious damage to the entire team.

"We all understand these rules."

Yang Huayue is not a novice cultivator. He has definitely experienced countless battles throughout his cultivation career. He knows the dangers and crises. He said, "Put your heart at ease. I won't blame you."

Resources in the world of immortal cultivation have always been hard to come by. Even for the disciples of an immortal sect, their paths are only slightly smoother than those of others.

If you really want to change your destiny, you still have to fight. That is the biggest shortcut.

"Changfeng Mountains, Si'e Secret Realm."

Then, Chen Sheng revealed the secret he had just obtained, saying, "This was provided by Ye Ming. He hates me very much, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with. Even if the clues to the secret realm are true, there must be great dangers in it."

He was certain about this, and he also guessed that there were real cultivation resources in the Si'e Secret Realm.

"rest assured."

Yang Huayue said nothing and was not afraid of danger. As long as he could gain benefits, he was willing to enter the forbidden land of demons.

"Also, find out about someone for me, but don't disturb his life."

At the end, Chen Sheng thought of Ye Liang, who was Ye Ming's weak spot. He did not intend to touch him, but he could use him to control Ye Ming and make him behave.

"good."

Yang Huayue responded, turned around and left, summoning the ninth team to explore the secret realm of Si'e.

"Uncle Chen, who is that person? Do you know me?"

Beside him, Chen Lian was well-behaved and did not disrupt the conversation between Chen Sheng and Yang Huayue. She only spoke after seeing the two men leave.

She was not stupid and was very perceptive. She immediately realized that Yang Huayue seemed to be somewhat familiar with her.

"I guess we met once when you were very young."

Mr. Chen explained casually, not wanting to dwell on this topic any longer, and asked, "Where did the little windmill come from?"

Even Cai Rong, the model prison guard, was very tolerant of Chen Lian and broke many cautious actions for her.

"Uncle Dafu sold it to me."

Chen Lian said with a smile.

Da Fu was the second best person to her in the Black Abyss Prison. He always bought her some small toys to play with and also gave her food, which all tasted delicious.

"That must be the Dark Blade monk. His demeanor is really cold and chilling."

As he spoke, Da Fu appeared. He had a chubby body. After studying the way of spiritual herbs, his body and mind were comforted. Everything he ate tasted delicious and he gained a lot of weight.

"They are from the Black Abyss Prison just like us, the most they have is a bit colder in temperament."

Mr. Chen explained that the actions of the Dark Blade Monk were still on the right side and nothing disgusting happened.

"This is the first time I've seen them so...friendly."

Da Fu thought for a while before using an accurate word to describe Yang Huayue's posture.

They were a group of cold people, and it was hard to tell what they were really thinking. However, during their contact with Mr. Chen, they did show a lot of goodwill. At least Yang Huayue spoke with a smile.

This topic was quickly dropped by Dafu.

Although Dark Blade and Jailer are in the same area, their living levels are different. In the final analysis, it is better to just live freely on your own.

"I have harvested a new batch of spiritual herbs from my medicine garden. If you need anything, tell me. We have money now."

Dafu talked about the medicine garden, and he had made a lot of achievements. Apart from the initial soil cultivation, which took three or two years, he probably cut a crop of spiritual herbs every year after that.

For this reason, the cultivation resources he had on hand were much more abundant.

Of course, there was only a small profit. After all, it was a small medicine garden. Plus, after the harvest, the herbs were sold to spiritual herb shops, which passed on another hand. Naturally, the profit was not that much.

"It seems like there is nothing missing."

Mr. Chen shook his head. He already had a lot of cultivation resources in his hands.

After leaving the position of Elder Yaolu, he took away some cultivation resources and went to the Black Abyss Prison to fleece the prisoners. The amount he accumulated was quite considerable.

In life, however, he is extremely simple and a bit lukewarm. He makes steady progress step by step over time. There is nothing worth mentioning.

"Then let me think about it and arrange it for Chen Lian."

Dafu was not worried. Before Chen Lian, he had to rack his brains to find a solution, but now it was simple. Chen Sheng had enough, so he could just transfer the subsidy to Chen Lian.

"A simple little gift will be fine."

Mr. Chen approved of Dafu's behavior of buying small things for Chen Lian every now and then, such as the small windmill, which was quite comforting.

However, no matter how valuable the item is, it will be waived.

On the one hand, it is a waste of money, and on the other hand, he doesn't want Chen Lian to come into contact with too many spiritual objects, so it would be better to keep it simple.

"The spiritual energy in the medicine garden is abundant. I want to plant some spiritual herbs, but I don't know what to plant."

Da Fu knew Chen Sheng's temper, so he agreed immediately and then told him about his worries, which were about the medicine garden.

After planting so many things, he was no longer satisfied with just growing ordinary things and had more expectations.

"this……"

After hearing this, Mr. Chen didn't think much about it. He took out an old piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Dafu.

"Qi Condensation Pill Recipe?!"

Da Fu looked at the old paper and was attracted by the three words "Qi Condensation Pill" on Zui Shang Shou. Then he looked at the names of the spiritual herbs listed below and recognized that it was a pill recipe.

"This is the simplest first-level elixir, and it is also the elixir most commonly used by Qi Condensation cultivators. If you grow three or five sets of raw materials for Qi Condensation Pills, you won't have to worry about no one wanting them."

What Chen Sheng gave was indeed the recipe for the Qi Condensing Pill. He intended to integrate Da Fu's knowledge of spiritual herbs and move closer to the system of pills.

"Well, that's it."

Da Fu liked it very much. The raw materials for the Qi Condensation Pill were not complicated. He thought he could grow it if he put in some effort.

This gave him great motivation. Although he couldn't refine the Qi Condensation Pill, growing a raw material was also something to be happy about.

In Area A11, there are no prisoners causing trouble for the time being, or they are waiting for Ye Ming to take action, so it is quite quiet.

Mr. Chen calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, refining his qi and practicing secret techniques.

The light from the sky poured in through the window and hit his back, making his whole body glow and his black hair shiny, like a flawless holy spirit.

“Buzz…”

Mr. Chen practiced the health-preserving techniques and felt warm all over, like a restrained little sun.

The spiritual energy of the Black Abyss Prison was mixed with evil spirit and murderous intent, and was somewhat bone-chillingly cold, but when it touched Chen Sheng, it was completely melted away by the power of the Health Preservation Sutra.

When he practices, he is not restricted by the terrain. Waves of spiritual energy are refined into magic power, warm and gentle, flowing through his meridians like a quiet river and converging into his dantian.

Although the speed of this practice is not fast, it makes people feel very comfortable. It has a kind of steadiness and tranquility like a trickle of water becoming an ocean.

Mr. Chen could feel that the more he adapted to his own health-preserving principles, the more profound and powerful his cultivation became.

Among those of the same level, he is not inferior to others in terms of magic power alone.

"What will happen if the Slashing Star falls at this time?"

Mr. Chen thought of the Star-Slashing Technique. He used pure magic power to activate it and slashed it with one sword. What a powerful force it would be.

Come to think of it, it’s still a little lacking.

This sword technique was not honed enough and lacked the necessary power. It should have reached the Golden Core Stage before a sword could be dropped with a majestic and domineering power in its plainness.

He was not impatient about this. Restricted by the terrain, he could not practice sword skills, so he tried to deduce more in his mind world, which was better than nothing.

In terms of escape techniques, he did not fail to master the Golden-Winged Roc Technique. This secret technique still has great potential to be explored.

Only after he condensed the seal did he barely get started. Over the past ten years or so, he outlined more details on the seal, like building a building from the foundation.

“Buzz…”

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a crystal white seal exudes mysterious fluctuations. Strands of spiritual power are entwined around it, like a decorative weaving on an ancient object, evolving towards a perfect form.

And this perfect form, already has some traces to show, is the shape of a bird, or rather, the appearance of a golden-winged Roc.

In addition to the secret method, there is another thing on Chen Sheng that cannot be ignored, and that is the Linglong Pearl.

This magic weapon obtained from the secret realm of Xilong River is extremely powerful. With it, one is almost invincible.

Mr. Chen placed it in his dantian and used his magic power to nourish it. Over the years, there was some improvement, but overall, there was not much change.

It is too powerful. It is at the level of a magic weapon. It carries the authority of the gods and is the fundamental foundation of a powerful dragon. It has a profound foundation that is unfathomable.

"The pearl may be covered in dust, but one day it will shine through the mountains and rivers."

Mr. Chen knew that the Linglong Pearl was still in the growth stage, and its evolution was slow due to its high level.

He was not too anxious, and used his magic power to nurture it every day, believing that one day when he would reach a high level, this magic weapon would radiate terrifying power.

“Buzz…”

The exquisite pearl trembled slightly, as if in response. After years of nurturing, it also began to feel close to and spiritually connected with Chen Sheng.

(End of this chapter)