60: A deadly trap! A turtle trapped in a jar.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned as black as a pot bottom.

In this area of Kunao Avenue, no one had ever dared to speak to the Atlas Group like this.

"Young man, don't speak too absolutely."

Suppressing his anger, he pulled out an exquisite metal box from his pocket and slapped it onto the table with a *crack*.

"If the money isn't enough, what about adding this?"

The box opened.

An agent emitting a faint purple halo lay quietly inside.

"Gene Leap Agent."

The middle-aged man's voice was full of temptation.

"It can assist a Second Stage Gene Warrior in achieving a Breakthrough without side effects, increasing the success rate of charging the Third Tier by thirty percent."

"Alternatively, you can choose a bottle of 'Spirit Focus Potion,' an ultimate treasure sought after by all Elementalist Masters."

"One hundred thousand biological energy, plus this bottle of agent."

"To buy your shop."

This gesture was indeed terrifyingly generous.

This one bottle of agent alone could fetch a sky-high price on the black market, let alone for a Martial Artist stuck at a Bottleneck.

This was simply an irresistible temptation.

Ye Linger, standing nearby, had already begun to tremble.

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with despair.

She knew what this agent meant to an Evolver; she had no leverage to make Qin Lang refuse.

However.

Qin Lang didn't even glance at the agent.

He just looked at the middle-aged man with the expression one reserves for an idiot.

"I said, Uncle, do you not understand human language?"

"I already said, I don't lack money, nor do I lack medicine."

He closed the metal box and casually pushed it back, as if pushing away a pile of trash.

"Also, don't try to fool me with this substandard product."

"My cat wouldn't even drink this trash."

"You!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, his Aura erupting violently, causing the teacups on the table to tremble.

"Good! Very good!"

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

He gave Qin Lang a deep look, his eyes resembling those of someone looking at a dead man.

"I hope that in the future, you won't come begging me on your knees!"

After speaking, he put away the agent and angrily left with his people.

"Hoo..."

Watching that group of plagues leave, Ye Linger felt completely drained, collapsing weakly into her chair.

"Thank you... Qin Lang, thank you..."

Her eyes were red, and her voice choked up.

"Alright, stop crying."

Qin Lang handed her a tissue, his brows slightly furrowed.

"It seems the Atlas Group holds quite a grudge against you."

Judging by their stance, they clearly won't stop until they achieve their goal.

For a Giant Corporation to target a young girl like this, the waters here run very deep.

At the same time.

Across the street, inside the top-floor office of Atlas Pharmacy.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands hanging down in front of the desk, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Sitting in the wide, genuine leather boss chair was a young woman of noble temperament and exquisite beauty.

She held a glass of red wine, looking down at the Lingxin Pharmacy Pavilion across the street through the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Third Miss, that young man named Qin Lang refused."

The middle-aged man reported cautiously.

"Even when I presented the Gene Leap Agent, he showed no sign of wavering."

The woman referred to as "Third Miss" gently swirled her wine glass.

The corner of her mouth curled into a cold, glamorous arc, but her eyes revealed a chilling intent that made hearts tremble.

"Refused?"

"How interesting."

She turned her head, looked at the Maid beside her, and asked indifferently.

"Go investigate the background of this Qin Lang."

"Also, contact the Landlord of that shop. No matter the cost, make him break the contract and drive them out."

The Maid accepted the order and left.

But she couldn't help but ask one extra question.

"Young Miss, hasn't Ye Linger's Gene Lock already been crippled?"

"Why do you still..."

"Crippled?"

The Third Miss sneered, her gaze piercing across the street, locking onto the faintly visible figure on the second floor of Lingxin Pharmacy Pavilion.

"My dear little sister, although she is a cripple, she is indeed quite wicked when it comes to Refining Medicine."

"Instead of hiding properly in that Slum and waiting to die, she insists on running under my nose and being an eyesore..."

She tilted her head back and downed the red wine in her glass. The bright red liquid ran down the corner of her mouth, resembling a streak of blood.

"Then don't blame her older sister for being merciless."

...Leaving the Lingxin Pharmacy Pavilion, Qin Lang's mood was not relaxed.

He keenly felt that he seemed to have been drawn into a vortex of Powerful Family Grudges.

Just as he walked out of Kunao Avenue, his phone vibrated.

Gao Meng's loud voice came through the receiver.

"Brother Lang! Something big has happened!"

"He Qiang of the He Family has issued a challenge to you on the Campus Network!"

"He Qiang?"

Qin Lang raised an eyebrow.

"He Ye's useless cousin?"

"Yes! That's him!"

Gao Meng's voice was filled with anxiety.

"That grandson is a Senior Student who just achieved a Breakthrough to the Gene Liberation Realm, which is the Third Tier!"

"To avenge He Ye, he set a bet of one hundred thousand biological energy, forcing you to accept the challenge!"

"Now the whole school is calling him shameless for bullying someone younger!"

Hearing this, Qin Lang curled his lips into a cold smile.

Third Tier?

Perfect for testing my sword.

He logged directly onto the Campus Network and replied four words beneath the Challenge Letter.

"I accept the money."

After sending the message, he put away his phone, preparing to return to the Academy.

However.

Just as he walked into a secluded alley.

Little White, who had been dozing in his arms, suddenly bristled.

"Meow—!"

A sharp cat cry rang out.

The hairs all over Qin Lang's body instantly stood on end!

That deadly sense of crisis, like being targeted by a viper, made him subconsciously activate the Defensive Energy Talisman on his body!

*Voom!*

A golden Light Shield had just risen.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The previously bustling street vanished, replaced by a gray, deathly silent space.

It was as if he had been isolated from the entire world.

"Space Sealing Talisman?"

Qin Lang's expression darkened.

A high-grade item like this is worth tens of millions for a single use.

To deal with him, the opponent truly spared no expense.

*Clap! Clap! Clap!*

A round of crisp applause came from the depths of the gray fog.

A man wearing a gray trench coat slowly walked out.

He wore a mask painted with a sinister smiling face, and he was toying with a black dagger in his hand.

"A good reaction."

The man's voice was processed through a voice changer, sounding particularly harsh.

"To be able to sense Killing Intent the moment I made my move."

"It seems the intelligence provided by the Employer was inaccurate."

"You are not merely Core Condensation Sixth Layer."

He stopped ten meters away from Qin Lang, the dagger spinning rapidly on his fingertips.

"But, it doesn't matter."

"Once you enter the Domain of this Space Sealing Talisman."

"Even a Third Tier Powerhouse must become a turtle in a jar."

"Qin Lang, I'm taking your life."