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In Yi Chen\'s room at the Hidden Dragon Temple\'s back courtyard, the three men met secretly.

The room was dimly lit, with doors and windows tightly shut, and Qing Yunzi even stood guard outside to keep watch.

"Did you bring the item?"

"Of course." Lin Zhenbei patted a small, tightly sealed box beside him.

In this world\'s realm of cultivation, naturally there were storage rings and special magic artifacts with a storage ability.

But without exception, such treasures were in the hands of big shots or second-generation cultivators. Lin Zhenbei wasn\'t qualified for such items yet, so he still resorted to physical transportation.

For Yi Chen as well, storage artifacts were like ghosts from his previous life: heard of but never seen.

Lin Zhenbei opened the small wooden box, revealing an egg with a deep blue base and intertwining purple and red patterns on its shell to Yi Chen\'s eyes.

Indeed, the egg was extraordinary; as soon as the box was opened, a circle of scorching air wafted out.

"Taoist Yi Chengzi has seen the Spirit Beast Egg; now for the goods," Lin Baihu quickly closed the wooden box with practiced ease.

"Hehe, don\'t worry, Lin Baihu, I always handle things with care," Yi Chen said with a smile, donning sheep intestine gloves and pulling out a conspicuously large... chamber pot from under the bed, as if by magic?

He reached into the \'chamber pot\', took out a jade box and placed it on the table.

"Please have a look, Lin Baihu."

Lin Zhenbei: "....."

Lin Baihu: "..."

"Rest assured, this thing may look like a chamber pot, and somewhat resembles one, but it\'s actually not a chamber pot—it\'s a disguise. You know it, I always act with caution," Yi Chen explained softly, seeing the peculiar look on their faces.

Lin Zhenbei\'s mouth twitched slightly, clearly struggling to hold back his reaction.

Who on earth crafted this abomination that made people feel disgusted at first glance? How could any sane person hide things this way?

"Haha, disgusting, right? Unsettling, isn\'t it? This was a custom design I had made by a master craftsman back then," Yi Chen declared, puffing out his chest with pride.

".…."

"Not bad, you\'re a careful man," Lin Baihu stated deliberately, one word at a time, his expression resembling a judge who had just tasted a horrifying sausage.

Yi Chen partially tore off the talisman seal on the jade box, and a baby arm segment, looking like a piece of lotus root, lay quietly inside the box.

However, Yi Chen, with his keen eyesight, was shocked to find that the severed end of the baby arm had sprouted tiny tendril-like flesh buds that were certainly not there last night.

Hisss, it couldn\'t be because I took the Thunder Exorcism Jade, could it?

Is this thing going to turn into a Qilin\'s limb?

The small flesh buds sprouting from the arm\'s severed end filled Yi Chen with alarm; after eight hundred years of suppression and erosion, to still possess such vitality was truly terrifying.

Damn it, take it away, take it away; this thing is a curse.

Yi Chen had no desire to release something akin to a parasitic beast. Better to trust in the wisdom of the Imperial Court, which surely could handle it properly, given that Zheng\'an Department was full of experts. After scouring the world for so many years, they must have countless treasures and skilled cultivators.

Lin Zhenbei, a man of exceptional caliber, naturally noticed the fleeting changes in Yi Chen\'s facial expressions.

"Taoist Yi, you didn\'t secretly take anything else from the jade box, did you?"

At this moment, Lin Baihu felt so weary.

"How could you have such thoughts about me, Lin Baihu? Blessings be as vast as the heavens," Yi Chen immediately denied staunchly. "I am astounded every time at how such life can still be so robust after being suppressed for hundreds of years."

"That True Monarch of Myriad Transformations was indeed extraordinary."

"You really didn\'t take anything?" Lin Zhenbei asked, skepticism still apparent on his face.

"I really didn\'t take anything."

"If I did, may my cultivation in the \'Supreme Primordial Lingfei Pure Yang Root-Origin Scripture\' not only fail to progress but even regress to the first level. Now you believe me, Lin Baihu?"

Yi Chen immediately swore an oath.

He made his vow with a righteous and earnest tone.

Anyway, he wouldn\'t progress even one level...

"Supreme Primordial Lingfei Pure Yang Root-Origin Scripture" failing to progress doesn\'t concern my Pure Yang True Technique, does it?

Regress to the first level? Problem is, I don\'t know even one level, and now there are such good fortunes?

An oath sworn on one\'s cultivation technique, tied directly to one\'s heart, carried credibility.

Lin Zhenbei found himself beginning to doubt, yet also started to believe.

But it didn\'t matter now; it was no longer important.

Whether Yi Taoist took something or not, the sight of the fluffy flesh whiskers at the severed end of the arm inside the jade box had also made his heart tingle.

He decided he would head straight to the provincial capital after leaving the Hidden Dragon Temple to hand it over to his superior.

The merit report from the previous night was already written, ready to be submitted along with it.

At times like these, one must trust in the wisdom of their superiors. Keeping such an evil object for even one second longer was a disrespect to his own annual salary.

Having worked at the Zheng\'an Department for so many years, Lin Baihu was well-versed in such matters.

Anyway, as long as the thunder doesn\'t explode in one\'s own hands, that\'s all that matters.

Once his memorial was submitted, his contribution was set in stone, and no one could take it away.

As for this evil arm, it was now time for his superior to worry about it.

What? You say his superior can\'t solve it either?

Does his superior not have a superior? Hurry and send it up…

Besides, what is deadly poison to me may be sweet nectar to others.

Perhaps among the high ranks of the Peacekeeping Division, there are those who would be overjoyed to have this evil arm.

After both parties had exchanged their thoughts, they finally revealed a knowing smile without saying a word.

This matter was settled.

Next, it was time to solidify the relationship.

Yi Chen took the opportunity to make a request, hoping to use the channels of the Peacekeeping Division to investigate who was the mastermind behind the original Evil Tiger Gang incident.

Lin Baihu naturally agreed without hesitation.

A small favor in exchange for owing Yi Chen a favor, this deal was worthwhile.

The bond between people grows in this way, I trouble you a little, you trouble me a bit, and in these troubles, our friendship gradually strengthens, doesn\'t it?

If you don\'t trouble others frequently, how can they muster the courage to ask for help when they encounter problems?

In his last life, even if there was no trouble, Yi Chen would create some minor issues to trouble his \'friends\' in his circle—it was for this very reason.

If you don\'t offer regular prayers or visit, carrying a pig\'s head when there\'s trouble won\'t even get you through the temple\'s gate.

Try asking an old schoolmate you haven\'t contacted in ten years for a loan of a hundred thousand and see…

Even the best of relationships and feelings need interaction, trouble, and maintenance.

The ways of the world, the fruits grown from thousands of years on the big tree in his past life, still hold true in this world.

"In that case, I must thank the gentleman for his noble intervention, I, Taoist Yi Chengzi, owe you a favor," Yi Chengzi said.

"How can you speak of such things, Taoist? I\'ve even heard of Bai Yunzi Taoist\'s noble deeds in the county town. It hasn\'t been long since Bai Yunzi Taoist\'s passing before some small-minded people covet his legacy."

"Is there no law left? No legal system?"

"Even if you, Taoist, can tolerate him, I absolutely cannot spare such a person," Lin Baihu said with a righteous gleam in his eyes.

Their gazes met, each understanding the other\'s thoughts, both parties were interested in forming a connection.

What Lin Zhenbei valued, naturally, was Yi Chen\'s potential; he had meticulously reviewed Yi Chen\'s information the night before and reached a conclusion.

This person truly concealed his abilities well.

A true expert never shows off.

During Bai Yunzi\'s lifetime, he did not make waves or show off, even using ploys like selling overpriced chickens to tarnish his own reputation—yet in secret, he quietly accumulated strength.

In the end, when Bai Yunzi passed away, some blind fools, blinded by greed, really did come knocking.

Heh, such people dared to test the waters, it\'s like searching for feces with a lantern in the latrine!

In Lin Baihu\'s eyes, Yi Chen was a person who prioritized concrete benefits over face, deeply scheming, yet with principles and bottom lines.

Forming a friendship would surely be rewarding.

And as for making him an enemy...erm, why would he make an enemy of him? Was his brain filled with corpse water, or was there atrophy of the cerebellum?

Such a person, serious and ruthless, with principles, and deeply versed in the art of laying low, would surely have an immeasurable future.

Investment, he must invest.

And as for those strange comments that Taoist Yi Chengzi was originally incompetent, and only recently became strong—if anyone dared to say that in front of Lin Zhenbei, he would definitely kick their ass with his cloud-patterned magic boots.

Is their brain waterlogged?

Is the cerebellum not developed, or is the brain not fully developed?

Where in the world does one gain strength without effort? Whose power isn\'t earned through their own hard cultivation?

Could it be they expect to grow stronger by lying down, and with a light touch, reach the limits of this realm? Even the boldest novel wouldn\'t dare write it like that.

Without a doubt.

Yi Taoist is a gem of Fengyun City, merely obscured by dust and self-deprecation.

When the dust washes away and the light shines forth, it will surely illuminate the mountains and rivers to the amazement of all!

Stunning the world.

As for the mastermind, the Peacekeeping Division\'s archives already had a suspect in mind. With the professional capability of the Peacekeeping Division, they would soon find irrefutable evidence.

However, he decided that even if the real culprit was found out quickly, he would delay for a couple of days before telling Yi Chen.

If it was too quick, it would appear too easy, and lose its value.

Delaying for a few days would show dedication.

He had decided, this matter would be handed over to his able son; this favor must fall upon his son.

Lin Zhenbei\'s mind was made up, so he turned to look at his son, and Lin Baihu returned his gaze with an intelligent light.

"Father, why are you looking at me like that?"