A white figure slowly emerged from the space and appeared directly in front of Chen Tianwen!
Chen Tianwen stared intently and saw that the figure was wearing a white dress, the tight-fitting dress perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders. Although her features were blurry and her face was difficult to discern, her graceful figure certainly stirred the imagination.
The figure's face was veiled by a layer of spiritual energy, making her expression unclear; only her voice betrayed her inner confusion.
How did you find me?
Hua Ling's voice was like a bird singing in a secluded valley, melodious and pleasant to the ear.
However, Chen Tianwen didn't care about these things. From Chen Tianwen's various analyses, since the painting spirit in front of him did not take advantage of Xuan Yanyan's vulnerability to attack her clone, at least on the surface, the painting spirit was at least standing on the neutral side.
Therefore, Chen Tianwen wanted to win over Hua Ling to his side, or at least prevent her from siding with the Demon God.
So Chen Tianwen pretended to be profound and said:
"As the painting spirit of the Sunken Wall Secret Realm, you have been secretly following me ever since I entered this Secret Realm. How could I not have noticed?"
The spirit seemed somewhat surprised, and raised her voice slightly as she spoke:
"How is that possible? In this hidden realm of the sunken walls, space is almost one with me. How could you possibly have discovered me?"
Chen Tianwen nodded to himself, it seemed he had guessed correctly. However, Chen Tianwen did not answer Hua Ling's question again.
Chen Tianwen could see that although Hua Ling had already cultivated a physical form, she was still very simple-minded because she had been in the secret realm for many years and rarely came into contact with demonic cultivators outside.
Now that Hua Ling has appeared, Chen Tianwen's smile without answering will only make Hua Ling more likely to believe him.
Sure enough, seeing Chen Tianwen looking at her with a smile, Hua Ling spoke again in a low voice:
"That's right. How could someone who could make a demon god burn its last remaining life essence to plot against someone else be ordinary? You're quite impressive!"
Upon hearing Hua Ling mention the Demon God, Chen Tianwen frowned almost imperceptibly, but then quickly returned to normal.
Chen Tianwen continued in that tone of complete control:
"If I'm not mistaken, the so-called Sinking Wall Secret Realm exists in this lower realm to suppress the demon god, right?"
As expected, the painting spirit trembled upon hearing this, then shook its head repeatedly and said:
"When I was born, the Dark Wall Secret Realm and the Demon God already existed, so I don't know if what you're saying is true!"
Chen Tianwen chuckled inwardly, "I don't know if I'm right or not, but judging from your tone, I know I've guessed right again."
However, there's no need to push the painting spirit too hard now. Chen Tianwen then spoke up:
"I believe the Qilin Sacred Bone is in the painting behind you. The Demon God orchestrated the massacre of so many demonic cultivators, and you, as the one who suppressed him, simply turned a blind eye?"
To everyone's surprise, the painting spirit shook her head and said in an icy tone:
"These people are just too greedy. If you're greedy, you have to be prepared to pay the price for it!"
Then, as if remembering something, the painting spirit spoke again:
"I advise you not to even think about refining the Qilin Sacred Bone. The Demon God hasn't refined it in all these years. I don't believe you have the strength to refine the Qilin Sacred Bone now!"
Chen Tianwen was speechless. Why was he being looked down upon again for no reason?
Although his strength was only at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm, he possessed the inheritance of the Qilin, so refining the Qilin Sacred Bone would be a piece of cake.
However, Chen Tianwen then thought, why not show his strength in front of the painting spirit, so that the painting spirit can better choose which side to stand on?
Since the painting spirit is so skeptical of its ability to refine the Qilin Sacred Bone, then why not...
Chen Tianwen tried to make his tone sound natural as he began to speak:
"How about we take a gamble?"
The spirit painting also said in an icy tone:
"Would you like to bet on your ability to refine the Qilin Sacred Bone? But what are your stakes?"
Chen Tianwen sneered. As the spirit of the Shenbi Secret Realm, the painting spirit would naturally not be tempted by mortal objects. If it were anyone else, they would definitely be speechless after hearing this.
However, when Chen Tianwen took out a small bottle and threw it to Hua Ling, it was obvious that Hua Ling's body was trembling with excitement!
"Is creation accompanied by life force?"
Hua Ling was somewhat incredulous, never expecting that such a celestial object would exist in this mortal realm.
"That's right. If I lose, I'll give you ten bottles of Creation-Accompanying Life Force!"
Hua Ling nodded. It has to be said that this bet was too attractive to Hua Ling.
The spirit's voice was no longer calm as she asked:
"What if I lose?"
Although Hua Ling didn't think she would lose, it was better to say it upfront.
"It's very simple. You must stay by my side until I leave the Sunken Wall Secret Realm."
Chen Tianwen was happy to see that Hua Ling had finally taken the bait, but he still made his voice sound casual.
Hua Ling nodded, thinking to herself that she had been wandering aimlessly in this Shenbi Secret Realm and had recently been following this other boy.
If I win, I'll get ten bottles of Creation Essence, which should be enough for me to condense a physical form. And if I lose, it seems I won't suffer any loss.
It has to be said that Hua Ling is too naive. There's no such thing as a free lunch. From the moment Hua Ling agreed, she had already fallen into Chen Tianwen's scheme.
What is Chen Tian doing here? He's here to deal with the Demon God!
If the painting spirit continues to follow Chen Tianwen, what will the Demon God think? This has undoubtedly disrupted the balance between the painting spirit and the Demon God.
In other words, the moment Hua Ling followed Chen Tianwen, it signified a break with the Demon God!
However, Chen Tianwen would be very happy if he could subdue Hua Ling and use her for his own purposes, but of course, this still requires further planning.
Now that the painting spirit has agreed, Chen Tianwen didn't waste any more words. He suppressed his spiritual energy and walked into the Jialun Immortal Mountain Painting.
The painting spirit followed closely behind and entered the painting realm.
Upon entering the painted world, Chen Tianwen easily sensed the aura of the Qilin Sacred Bone.
After all, for Chen Tianwen, who possessed the Qilin inheritance, it was as simple as sensing his own bloodline.
Having determined the direction, Chen Tianwen flew towards the Qilin Sacred Bone.
Hua Ling also concealed her aura, simply following Chen Tianwen at a leisurely pace.
If the painting spirit were to unleash its power, the ferocious beasts and traps within this secret realm would likely cower on the ground, too afraid to move.
In this hidden realm of the sunken walls, the painting spirit is like their god, an all-powerful god who rules over everything.
However, for outsiders like Chen Tianwen, the painting spirit is not so powerful.
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