CHAPTER 215: 214. DO YOU WANT TO BUY IT? (EXTRA CHAPTER FOR THE ONE AND ONLY ALLIANCE LEADER)

Unlike yesterday, there were many more people from the Extreme Realm Mountain on the streets today, but Wen Ping paid no mind.

As he walked, he sought the special breakfast delicacies of Fengyuan City. As a true foodie, one couldn’t truly experience a place without tasting its signature dishes.

When Wen Ping once again knocked on the door of the Zhantai Family today, Zhantian Ye peered out, surprised to see Wen Ping.

Her eyes were bright and clear, twinkling like stars in the water.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Wen Ping smiled upon hearing this, and replied, "What could possibly happen to me?"

"Good, as long as you’re alright."

Zhantian Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped out and patted the head of the Mountain Dog, showing a look of affection.

"Haha, high five!"

Saying this, Zhantian Ye raised her hand, pretending to go for a high five.

The Mountain Dog, however, did not move.

Was this a joke, having a hellhound with a Hell Bloodline high-five with an ordinary person?

No matter how Zhantian Ye petted it, the Mountain Dog just wouldn’t move.

Seeing this, Wen Ping strode directly into the mansion, and when he encountered Zhantian Qingxuan, she too wore a look of shock. Because last night, she had clearly seen an Upper Profound Realm Cultivator follow Wen Ping inside.

If it were just following, she wouldn’t have said what she did last night, but that Upper Profound Realm Cultivator genuinely carried murderous intent.

Murderous intent is not something that usually manifests, only showing when one truly means to kill.

Of course, the Slaughterer is an exception.

Whether or not the Slaughterer intends to kill, he always carries murderous intent.

"Are you alright?"

"Senior, why are you and your granddaughter the same? Let’s continue discussing the matter of the box."

"You’re indeed not simple." Actually, if she had stepped outside, she would have known that a cultivator in the Upper Profound Realm had died on Qingfeng Street yesterday and recognized that it was the person she saw that night.

"In that case, have a try." Last night, she was also wondering whether Wen Ping would survive.

But now, since Wen Ping had spoken up alive, she wouldn’t go against her promise. She took out a black box from her Storage Ring and handed it to Wen Ping, saying, "If you can unravel the secret of this box, I don’t mind joining your Immortal Sect."

The box was completely black, square, and palm-sized, with flowing-like patterns on its surface. These patterns were carved with a knife, extending inward toward the core of the box, with no visible end.

The moment Wen Ping held the black box, a heavy sensation overwhelmed him. It was just palm-sized, yet it felt like a thousand-catty weight. A peculiar aura seemed to emanate from it when held.

Muddled!

Dark!

This sensation transferred into Wen Ping’s mind through his perception.

Wen Ping turned his head and asked the elderly lady, "May I ask, what exactly is this box?"

"A family letter!" Zhantian Qingxuan stated directly.

"A family letter?"

"Something my deceased husband wrote for me before he died. To avoid it being seen by malicious people, he sealed it inside this box."

"Understood."

Wen Ping nodded, though in his heart, he didn’t believe it. However, since not even the Vortex Divine Artisan could open it, he believed the box was indeed extraordinary, at least in terms of its contents being anything but ordinary.

Because no one would be idle enough to put a White Crystal inside such a mysterious box.

After carefully examining the black box for a moment, Wen Ping asked, "Senior, may I take this box with me?"

Zhantian Qingxuan responded, "As you wish, but I only give you ten days. If you can’t solve it in ten days, our agreement is nullified."

Granted permission, Wen Ping immediately stored it into his Storage Ring.

The old lady then turned around and walked away, "You go first. Come find me when you manage to open the box."

"Alright."

Wen Ping nodded and turned to leave as well.

He met Zhantian Ye still teasing the dog; despite the Mountain Dog’s motionlessness, Zhantian Ye was enjoying herself immensely. Wen Ping thought she was probably the kind of person who found even a dog sneezing adorable.

"Haha, high five. I’ll give you a chicken drumstick, alright?"

Zhantian Ye waved her delicate hand in front of the Mountain Dog, still fixated on the idea of high-fiving.

Seeing Wen Ping come out, Zhantian Ye quickly asked, "Brother, why doesn’t Haha pay attention to me?"

"High five!"

Wen Ping walked over and casually high-fived with the Mountain Dog, which made Zhantian Ye giggle. Then, she placed her hands on her hips and angrily glared at the Mountain Dog, turning to ask, "Brother, will you sell this Haha of yours?"

"Hmm?"

Wen Ping was caught off guard by the question.

It was the first time someone had asked him that.

Zhantian Ye, thinking Wen Ping hadn’t heard, continued, "Brother, I want to have a dog like Haha, so can you sell it to me? I can offer a White Crystal, or ten thousand Gold Coins."

Indeed, she just wanted to have Haha stay by her side to play with her and high-five with her.

Wen Ping smiled but said nothing.

It wasn’t until Zhantian Ye suddenly linked her arm with his that he quickly replied, "I won’t sell it."

"Why not? Grandma said everything has value. If one White Crystal isn’t enough, I can offer two or three."

"Haha."

Wen Ping felt quite helpless; two or three White Crystals for a half-step Divine Profound Realm hellhound? Such a good deal doesn’t exist. I could offer ten times that amount, wouldn’t I? Yet facing the clingy Zhantian Ye, Wen Ping could only be blunt.

"You can’t afford to keep it."

"How could that be? I could feed it drumsticks every meal and buy whatever it wants to eat."

"You truly can’t afford it; even if you offer 100 White Crystals, I wouldn’t sell it."

With the one who rides it enjoying Upper Profound Realm? Young lady, can you manage that?

Of course, Wen Ping would never say such things.

"Alright, Haha, let’s go."

Wen Ping waved his hand, leading the Mountain Dog towards Qingfeng Street. After returning to the inn, he put Zhantian Ye’s dog-shopping matter behind him and began focusing on studying the black box. He knew the box was locked, its lock being the muddled qi.

Conveniently, he really had a way to open it immediately.

However, this process had to be handled carefully, without letting the Hellfire burn the box or its contents inside.

Hellfire, specifically designed to purge all filth. For the muddled qi guarding the box tightly, Hellfire was the perfect counter.

After securing the doors and windows, Wen Ping activated the Meridian Gate.

Scarlet Hellfire appeared!

The flame instantly transformed into a thread, drilling into the black box. Indeed, upon contact with the murky qi locking the box, the murky qi was "evaporated" by the Hellfire in the blink of an eye.

Subsequently, Wen Ping carefully controlled the Hellfire to burrow inward, step by step dismantling the murky qi beneath the flowing patterns. He had no interest in what the murky qi was, only curiosity about what lay inside the box.

An hour later.

The box clicked and disassembled itself, revealing a yellow sheepskin scroll!

(Sorry, I couldn’t continue writing last night. I thought since it’s an extra Chapter, I might as well sleep and write again when I feel better. Finished early today, good morning everyone! Please vote for the monthly pass and tips...)