Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 666

Zhao Lin rolled his eyes and continued to persuade:

"Junior Brother, this Tianjiao Conference is certainly important, but if we miss the opportunity in the Lingxu Secret Realm, it will be difficult to find it again. Moreover, if we can gain something in the secret realm and greatly increase our strength, wouldn't we be able to stand out even more at the Tianjiao Conference? Junior Brother, you might want to think about it carefully."

Han Changkong weighed the pros and cons in his mind, but a hint of hesitation appeared on his face:

"Brother Zhao, there's some truth to what you said. Let me give it some more thought. I'll give you my reply once I've finished taking care of some trivial matters."

Seeing that Han Changkong did not directly refuse, Zhao Lin felt that there was still a chance, so he smiled and said:

"Okay, then Junior Brother, go ahead and get busy. I'll wait for good news."

After that, he exchanged a few more pleasantries and then said goodbye and left.

Han Changkong looked at Zhao Lin's departing back, a cold gleam in his eyes.

If it weren’t for the fact that your two names were still lying quietly in my system.

It's really possible to be fooled by this kid.

This matter cannot be delayed any longer. It seems that the person behind this is Zhao Hong.

Let’s make Zhao Hong suffer a fate worse than death tonight.

I just don't know what level Zhao Hong can help me reach in my cultivation.

He turned back to the cave and reopened the restriction.

At this time, Zhao Lin hurried back to Zhao Hong's residence.

Zhao Hongzheng was sitting quietly in the room, holding a teacup and sipping the fragrant tea. He seemed calm and composed, but he was actually anxious inside, waiting for Zhao Lin's return.

Seeing Zhao Lin step in, he quickly put down the teacup and asked anxiously:

"how's it going?"

Zhao Lin walked to the table leisurely as if nothing had happened, picked up the tea placed beside him, slowly put it into his mouth, took a sip, and then responded slowly:

"Uncle, are you still not confident in my ability to do things?"

Zhao Hong was stunned when he heard this, and secretly complained in his heart:

Humph, it's because you act so carelessly and unreliably that I have to wait here in vain.

Moreover, this matter is of great importance and no information can be leaked. Any mistake will lead to irreparable consequences.

Although he was angry in his heart, he still suppressed his anger on the surface, but his tone was inevitably a little impatient:

"You are such a mess, can you please get to the point?"

Zhao Lin then slowly put down the teacup in his hand, with a smug look on his face, and said:

"I went looking for Han Changkong. Interestingly enough, he didn't even know who I was. So, I had an idea and made up a so-called Lingxu Secret Realm, pretending to sincerely invite him to explore it together. I also emphasized that only I knew about this opportunity. Hehe, Han Changkong took the bait and actually agreed."

When Zhao Hong heard this, the heavy stone in his heart slowly fell. He nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible satisfaction on his face, secretly thinking about how to steadily advance the subsequent plans.

After a long while, Zhao Hongcai slowly spoke, his voice revealing a hint of urgency:

"Rin'er, when are you leaving?"

However, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he was attacked by an invisible force.

Then, he hurriedly activated his powerful cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of Xuanshen, and tried his best to suppress the sudden discomfort in his body.

Even though Zhao Lin's style of doing things seems a bit casual on weekdays, he is a genius in terms of his talent in cultivation.

Seeing this, he was also shocked. He fixed his eyes on Zhao Hong, carefully looking him up and down, and asked with concern:

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

After he finished speaking, he quickly spread his spiritual sense, spreading out in all directions like a dense spider web, trying to find out what exactly caused Zhao Hong to be so strange.

However, after some investigation, they found nothing. The surroundings were as quiet as usual, and no strange smell or signs of danger were detected.

Zhao Lin pondered in his heart, and then suddenly realized, and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle, what should I do? Do you need my help?"

Zhao Hong didn't have the heart to respond at this moment. He just endured the discomfort in his body and said in a low voice: