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Chapter 1267 - 1261 Seeking Spirit Talisman

Chapter 1267: Chapter 1261 Seeking Spirit Talisman

Compared to those old-school half-step Inch Strength experts of the Seven Great Families, Chen Haixuan still falls far behind.

Moreover, Li Changlin was acutely aware that the Seven Great Families controlled Divine Artifacts. Even a replica of such an artifact could amplify power by almost double. If it were a genuine Divine Artifact, just how powerful would it be?

Deep down, Li Changlin couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of dread.

Killing Chen Haixuan just now had cost him one Sword Talisman.

That Sword Talisman was immensely powerful, capable of killing an Inch Force Expert in an instant if they were caught off guard.

However, in order to deal with Chen Haixuan, he had been forced to use it up.

Back then, to save Brother Grape, Li Changlin had used Lucky Bread to draw the lottery dozens of times, and it was during those draws that the Sword Talisman emerged from the Treasure Map.

"Big Brother Li!"

"Young Master."

At that moment, Yang Mingzhu and Zhang Yang, along with others, stepped forward.

Their calls jolted Li Changlin out of his thoughts.

He turned around, a faint smile appearing on his face as he calmly said, "I’m fine."

"Young Master, what should we do with Long Aotian and his people?" Zhang Yang asked.

Li Changlin fell silent in thought. Logically speaking, anyone who had uncovered his secrets should be silenced without exception.

But there were dozens of people here, including several members of the Golden Tiger Gang. Li Changlin couldn’t indiscriminately kill his own people.

After weighing his options, he dismissed the idea and said coldly, "Give the order—today’s events must remain buried in everyone’s stomachs. If anyone dares to leak even a word, The Nearly Divine Tycoon will make them taste the Life and Death Charm firsthand!"

"Understood." Zhang Yang shivered visibly and promptly bowed in deference.

"As for Long Aotian’s group, I’ll simply erase their memories." Naturally, it would take more than a few stern warnings to intimidate Long Aotian’s group of dozens. While Li Changlin wasn’t a particularly cruel person, simply letting them go wasn’t an easy decision either.

With that, Li Changlin strode forward, quickly arriving in front of Long Aotian.

"Y-you...what are you going to do?" Long Aotian stammered fearfully, his body retreating repeatedly.

"Young Master Changlin, we concede today. The Long Family will abandon their plans against Zhiwei and will ensure Zhao Zhicheng turns himself in to prove Yang Zhiwei’s innocence." Long An supported Long Aotian, summoning all his willpower to suppress his fear as he forced a smile.

"Hmph!" Li Changlin let out a cold snort and raised his hand, pointing directly at Long Aotian.

"No! Don’t kill me!" Long Aotian’s heart turned to ice, convinced Li Changlin intended to silence him permanently. He dropped to his knees with a thud.

Li Changlin was unmoved, his finger touching Long Aotian’s forehead, effortlessly erasing his memories from the past period.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he knocked Long Aotian unconscious before raising his hand to point at Long An.

Repeating his actions methodically, Li Changlin swiftly erased the memories of all the Long Family juniors present. He then said indifferently, "Zhang Yang, arrange for someone to escort Long Aotian’s group back to the Long Family. Also, issue a warning—have the Long Family immediately send Zhao Zhicheng to surrender to the authorities. Otherwise, the Long Family can forget about existing in Jincheng!"

"Understood, Young Master." Zhang Yang hastily accepted the order.

Li Changlin had slain the mighty half-step Inch Strength expert after all; who in this little Jincheng could stand in his way now?

Moreover, with the Golden Tiger Gang’s current strength, obliterating the Long Family would be a trivial matter.

If the Long Family dared to resist, Li Changlin knew precisely what measures to take.

"Mingzhu, you should go handle your uncle’s situation. Once Zhao Zhicheng surrenders, Zhiwei need only pay the owed taxes, and I believe your uncle will be released." Li Changlin gestured dismissively at Zhang Yang to handle the arrangements and then turned toward Yang Mingzhu.

Yang Mingzhu nodded in agreement, asking if Li Changlin would accompany her back.

Li Changlin had other matters to address and instructed Mo Zhensheng and others to escort Yang Mingzhu.

Once everyone had left, Li Changlin stood with his hands clasped behind his back and his gaze fixed upon the Dragon Stone Mountain before him.

According to rumors, Dragon Stone Mountain contained the inheritance of a half-step Inch Strength expert.

Although Li Changlin had heard this before, he hadn’t put much stock in it. But earlier, when he took out the Sword Talisman, a certain item in the System Storage Box inexplicably began to tremble, filling him with astonishment.

With no one else around now, Li Changlin stopped suppressing his curiosity and immediately retrieved the item, activating it.

The item was another talisman—its name was Seeking Spirit Talisman, a tool primarily used to locate hidden treasures in caves, renowned for its incredible utility.

Upon activation, the talisman transformed into a beam of spiritual light and darted toward Dragon Stone Mountain.

Li Changlin immediately soared into the sky, following closely behind the light.

Dragon Stone Mountain’s elevation was approximately five hundred meters. While not particularly high to the eye, it still posed a challenge for Li Changlin.

In the Boundary of Virtual Energy, masters could fly through the void, but their altitude—even for someone like Chen Haixuan, a half-step Inch Strength expert—was capped at two to three hundred meters.

Li Changlin, being only at the Early Stage of Virtual Energy, certainly couldn’t surpass Chen Haixuan.

Thus, even as he ascended, he decided internally that should the Seeking Spirit Talisman venture too high, he’d descend to the mountainside and proceed on foot.

Fortunately, the spiritual light generated by the Seeking Spirit Talisman didn’t aim directly for the mountain summit.

After reaching an altitude of around two hundred meters, the light abruptly slowed down and soon came to a stop.

"Could it be here?" Li Changlin’s heart stirred, and he quickly landed in the mountainside, approaching the spiritual light.

As if sensing Li Changlin’s arrival, the light paused briefly before darting straight into the mountain face ahead.

With a flash, the light disappeared into the mountain.

Li Changlin’s eyes instantly narrowed.

Examining his surroundings meticulously and ensuring no one was nearby, he immediately summoned the Heaven-Reliant Sword and slashed at the place where the light had vanished.

Boom!

A deafening explosion reverberated as the entire mountainside violently crumbled, sending a cloud of dust soaring and debris tumbling. Before Li Changlin, a pitch-black cave revealed itself.

Putting away the Heaven-Reliant Sword, Li Changlin waited for the dust to settle, then stepped into the cave.

The cave was about the height of an average person. Though it became increasingly dark after a few meters inside, Li Changlin remained unconcerned. With a flip of his palm, he brought out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

As he walked forward, he could distinctly sense a rich spiritual energy emanating from within, diffusing throughout the air. He advanced cautiously, his senses on high alert.

The cave seemed to incline downward continuously. Li Changlin walked roughly several hundred meters without reaching the end.

By his estimation, he had already ventured deep underground, yet he felt no nervousness.

Pressing onward for another two hundred meters or so, a sealed chamber finally came into view ahead. Shining his phone’s flashlight into the chamber, Li Changlin vaguely discerned a figure seated within it.