538: Entering the Palace

Lin Lang believed that such an existence would be no different even if it descended upon an ant.

Someone like him, even with such a good start, would likely be destined for suppression in the end.

Therefore, he had to pull himself together and work hard.

After all, if he didn't have the desire for success in his heart, he wouldn't have come here.

Ancestor Wuguang's trial could definitely be said to have narrowed the gap between them and those few of the Immortal Law Realm to a certain extent.

It gave them, those in the Immortal Law Realm, a glimmer of hope for success.

If it were in the form of a ring tournament, he might have already forfeited.

So, what's next...

Just as he was walking and thinking, a black cloth bag suddenly descended from the sky.

It instantly enveloped his entire body.

With Lin Lang's cultivation, even without using his magic armor, he could easily break through such an ordinary bag.

However, just as the opening of the bag reached his neck, he locked eyes with a pair of scarlet eyes.

Then... then Lin Lang lost consciousness.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dilapidated, run-down temple.

Several beggars lay on the ground, already lifeless, but judging by the traces, they had clearly died only a short while ago.

As for how he could tell, he saw the person in front of him casually toss the one he was holding by the throat into that pile.

Seeing Lin Lang wake up, he smiled at him, "Young man, you sleep well. It took me a few months to wake you up."

Facing Chen De's gaze, Lin Lang showed no fear; instead, he asked in a dignified and resonant voice, "Who are you?"

He knew that he had to display enough imposing manner at this moment.

Whether the other party was kidnapping for ransom, taking him hostage, or using him for a deal.

He could not appear too pathetic, so as to demonstrate his own value.

The more valuable a person is, the easier it is to survive.

He did not choose to appear pathetic. If there were many people and he hadn't been singled out, appearing pathetic might have been useful.

But now, they were targeting him specifically. If he appeared pathetic, they would just kill him and move on to the next one.

Chen De looked at him and nodded, "Good, you've got backbone. I admire you. Next, we are going to play a little game."

"A little game?"

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Lang knew he had bet correctly; he had displayed his value.

As for the little game, it was probably torture, right?

A trace of a contemptuous smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Lin Lang's mouth.

Having been in the Heavenly Imperial Realm for so many years, what kind of methods hadn't he seen?

Thinking he would confess just because of some mere little game was simply wishful thinking.

Next, he would let the other party understand what it meant to be unyielding, what it meant to die rather than surrender!

Let the other party truly feel what... despair is.

However, he couldn't say nothing at all; he could appropriately release some information.

And emphasize his own importance, revealing the implication that if they didn't have him, they wouldn't be able to find anyone else.

If he was lucky, it wasn't impossible to even subdue the other party.

Seeing his confident appearance, Chen De nodded with immense gratification.

Very good, not bad, lots of spirit!

He greatly appreciated such a mischievous yet energetic little rascal.

Seeing that Chen De was really about to do something to him, Lin Lang was even more disdainful in his heart.

Backbone is not something everyone has!

And he just happened to have plenty of backbone!

Chen De smiled and said nothing.

Lin Lang also smiled and said nothing.

Negotiation requires some bargaining chips; otherwise, the other party could just do something, and he would confess everything.

Then how would they cooperate with him? Wouldn't it be more convenient to just pry his mouth open?

Only by letting the other party know that getting things out of him wasn't that easy would they be willing to cooperate with him.

And so, three minutes after the little game started...

"Stop, stop quickly!"

"I confess, I confess!"

"That won't do, once the little game starts, it cannot be stopped."

"Be strong, child. I will accompany you until the game is finished."

"I... mmm, mmm, mmm!"

Lin Lang clearly still wanted to say something, but his mouth was stuffed with his own sock.

...

Two hours later.

Watching a ball of light disappear into the space, Chen De knew that Lin Lang's trial was over.

The little game went well; he believed he would be able to hand in a satisfactory answer.

As for Chen De, he also learned everything Lin Lang knew from his own mouth.

What an honest young man.

He didn't actually know anything!

Seeing how honest he was, Chen De specially added an extra hour of game time for him.

Chen De didn't have much else, but as for this morality, he had plenty of it.

This kid actually came in the same batch as him; even the time of descent roughly matched up.

It was a pity that he was still a bit negligent in his cultivation. Look at Chen De, in such a short time, he went from a beggar on the verge of death to this point.

Look at Lin Lang himself; it had been so long, and he had only improved his cultivation by three stages within the Gold Rank.

This world was still too cruel to him; being so unmotivated, he would be eliminated by others sooner or later.

Rather than being eliminated by someone else, it was better to let Chen De send him away in a gentler manner.

If it had been someone else, who knows how they would have tortured him.

After the matter here was resolved, Chen De obtained a token from the Princess.

It was used for entering and leaving the palace and the Regent King's manor, and in critical moments, it could also be used to meet the Regent King.

As for when it would be a critical moment, he would see when the time came.

If he felt it was urgent, then it certainly was a critical moment.

Holding this token, Chen De entered the palace openly and justifiably.

With the token, without any reason, and without even saying a word, they let him in.

The Regent King had been overseeing the country for over twenty years, and his residence had long since been moved into the palace.

As for the Regent King's manor outside, some people were left there to manage it.

In case the Emperor stopped his secluded cultivation one day, they would have a place to live.

The excuse for coming in this time was to pack up some items the Princess had forgotten to take.

Actually, since the Princess was a woman, such tasks should have been handled by a maid or someone similar.

However, since the Princess had sent him, no one would be so boring as to run over and ask questions.

As long as her father had no objections, it wasn't their place to squawk about it.

In the Imperial Capital, one must always remember one phrase: do more, talk less.

After entering the palace, Chen De walked straight toward the Princess's residence.

Here, he sensed several auras that were incomparably powerful to this body; they looked to be King Level.

However...

There were several King Level auras in here, but they didn't seem as strong as he had imagined.

If calculated based on Chen De's current strength, he might not be unable to take down the weaker ones among them.

But speaking of the strongest one, it could also be said to be the thinnest one.

Its direction came from...