Ji Ye narrowed her eyes slightly upon hearing the name uttered by the young man.

She raised a finger, and the unknown Forbidden Spell was cast once more. Like a dream, it spread gently, ensuring that their conversation would not be overheard. Only then did she ask in a low voice, "Speak in detail—Tang Zijing?"

The black-robed figures remained unfazed.

Only Tang Yun, the young girl, showed a flicker of struggle in her eyes upon hearing that name.

She seemed deeply confused.

Gu Jianlin noticed the girl's abnormality and briefly summarized the events of the past, deliberately omitting the secret stories involving the old monster and erasing any mention of Jiuyin's existence.

"If there's anything unusual about that Alchemy Matrix, it could only have been Tang Zijing's doing,"

he said calmly. "No one else would have been able to."

However, after a moment of contemplation, Ji Ye shook her head and replied, "Impossible. Tang Zijing knows nothing about alchemy. He's merely a Divine Servant and hasn't even reached the Holy Land Level. He wouldn't have the ability to disrupt such an Alchemy Matrix."

Gu Jianlin's previous speculation was instantly overturned.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Ji Ye raised her hand in signal, and the black-robed figures retrieved a delicately crafted wooden box from their backpacks and handed it over.

"This is a gift from Tang Ling to you,"

she said calmly. "We've delivered it to your hands. Farewell!"

With a snap of her fingers,

the dreamscape collapsed.

Ji Ye departed with the black-robed figures.

The girl named Tang Yun was also taken away, her wound on her left shoulder healing rapidly.

Before leaving, she turned her head to glance at him.

Gu Jianlin stared at the exquisite wooden box in his hands. When he opened it, he discovered a sword scabbard engraved with intricate patterns, radiant and dazzling as if gilded, shimmering with a bright glow. When he ran his fingers over it, it exuded a warm sensation.

With his profiling ability, it wasn't hard to deduce that this scabbard had just been refined. Moreover, it had been shaped and polished by hand, inch by inch. The margin of error likely didn't exceed a single day, indicating it had been crafted in haste overnight.

He slid Jiuyin into it; the fit was perfect, seamless to the point of precision.

"Not bad at all—is this scabbard the gift that Female Sacrifice gave you? It's just the right size to house me. Oh, wait, this isn't just any ordinary scabbard—it's a Mythical Weapon. Hold on, now I get it! That Female Sacrifice must have used the Alchemy Matrix to transfer the mystical properties of another Mythical Weapon onto this scabbard, right? That earlier Mythical Weapon must've been called the Golden Crow Feather Robe."

Jiuyin chirped gleefully, "This is a Mythical Weapon from the Vermilion Bird Clan. It can manifest the Parasol Barrier—impenetrable and indestructible."

Gu Jianlin felt his heart stir—this was the gift the young girl had given him.

Now, he possessed a fourth Mythical Weapon.

Once the dreamscape collapsed, the Omegas finally snapped back to reality.

"Haha, how gratifying! Well done, giving them a taste of their own medicine!"

Ji Xiaoyu skipped over, exclaiming, "Eh? Where did that scabbard come from? It's kinda pretty."

"It seemed like they used some kind of Forbidden Spell just now—what exactly happened?"

Nightmare, ever perceptive, looked around warily. "This group of people is no simple matter."

"Are you alright?"

Lu Qingqing approached, clutching her satchel, and asked, "You should have some idea about their identities. Their ways have always been like this. But going straight to reading minds—that was truly crossing the line."

Gu Jianlin shook his head, still lost in the memories from earlier.

If Tai Zhuo was this powerful,

then how had they managed to win?

By the time Lord Meng arrived with Dawn and the Poison Master, everything was already over.

The two support members exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of why they were even summoned in the first place.

"Thanks. I'm fine."

Gu Jianlin suddenly asked, "Xiaoyu, are you certain that you know that girl?"

Ji Xiaoyu nodded, "Of course! That girl is Tang Yun, isn't she? We used to fight each other every single day when we were kids. Then I heard she got sick and never saw her again. Oh, and the one who talked to you just now—she seems to be someone from our Ji Family. She was sick too, and I haven't seen her since then."

She scratched her head. "That auntie used to be so kind to me. Now, it's like she doesn't even recognize me."

The Little Princess looked somewhat saddened.

Gu Jianlin patted her head and, expressionless, chastised her, "You just made yourself very useful earlier. Don't mess around like this again, or your grandmother will punish you again—understand?"

Ji Xiaoyu pouted. "Got it."

The Poison Master pulled her over, saying, "Oh, it's fine. Let's study some pharmacology later! Once we perfect this formula, we'll go down in history, and your grandmother will be so proud!"

Upon hearing this, the Little Princess immediately perked up.

"The Little Princess is becoming more and more normal these days."

Lu Qingqing remarked.

"What trouble could a kid her age cause? She's just been longing for attention."

Nightmare sighed. "After all, she's just a poor child who grew up without parents."

"So, why was I even called here? Just to heal the enemy?"

Dawn scratched his head, looking utterly baffled.

"Anyway, as long as you're okay!"

Lord Meng, his face marked by unease, said cautiously, "I heard that this group was invited by the President himself. When it's time to assault the Sea of Eternal Life, we'll probably need their help. Honestly, only Mr. San dares provoke them."

People's impression of Gu Jianlin could be summed up in four words:

Lawless and untamed.

It seemed as though nothing he did would be punished.

Even after causing havoc on the Deep Blue, no one had stepped in to restrain him.

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