The Evil Prince 301-302

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Chapter 301 The Deadly Diamond
"Hahaha, good, good, since that's the case, then we're family from now on." I laughed heartily at the people in front of me, my expression extremely pleased, because this meant that the power of the Ice Soul in my hands had increased even further!
Although the people were reluctant, they couldn't refuse such a condition, especially since their lives were in my hands. I think they had no doubt that I would kill them without hesitation, because I had that power, so they could only agree, whether willingly or not. Moreover, unless there was a force more powerful than me in the future, they would never betray me.
"Amitabha, benefactors, please forgive this old monk for disturbing you." Suddenly, a voice rang out around us. At this moment, the Buddhist-sounding voice of Kong rang in our ears again, and everyone immediately noticed Kong and the monks and experts behind him.
A moment of silence fell. A virtuous and accomplished monk like Liaokong deserved respect, especially considering the Shaolin Temple behind him and his own strength. Liaokong was undoubtedly a grandmaster, having lived for hundreds of years.
"Master Liaokong, please speak freely," I said politely. Because of Liaokong's relationship with the Li family, I respected this old monk, just as I respected Uncle Yong and Uncle Zhong.
"It's like this, Benefactor Li, the benefactors behind me wish to join you. Is that possible?" Liaokong's pedantic manner was unpleasant to listen to, but there was nothing I could do. This old monk had lived for hundreds of years, yet his thinking was still stuck in the Qing Dynasty era; his current state was understandable.
Although his pedantic speech gave me a headache, the news he revealed was undoubtedly a godsend. I really wanted to hug and kiss the old monk. Somehow, he had managed to sway five more Innate Realm experts into my life. While Innate Realm experts aren't top-tier, they represent the pinnacle of a faction's combat power. A faction's strength is often measured by the number of Innate Realm experts it has, as Grandmaster-level individuals are extremely rare.
My Ice Mirror Society is currently lacking in experts, and the addition of these Innate Realm experts is a godsend. I laughed heartily and said to the experts before me, "Welcome! Your joining the Ice Mirror Society is like adding wings to a tiger!" After
exchanging pleasantries for a while, I began to deal with matters here. After several days of settling everything, I left, returning to Shanghai with Linghu Yan and my many subordinates. The Five Mountains Sword Sects seemed to have returned to their former peace, except that Chongshan had a new leader, Huashan was ruled by four elders simultaneously, and the Five Mountains Sword Sects simply had one more master.
After taking revenge, Linghu Yan's mood improved considerably. A smile frequently appeared on her face, and she took even better care of me. She became much more cheerful, which made me very happy.
Back at school, everything seemed to have returned to normal. Everything around me seemed much more ordinary, except for Long Yi's phone call where he gave me a good scolding.
The reason Long Yi scolded me was simple: I had killed quite a few people again, causing him trouble. Most importantly, my interference in the martial arts world had stirred up a huge upheaval, causing almost all the already restless forces to become active again. It's easy to imagine that, barring unforeseen circumstances, the martial arts world would be engulfed in turmoil within a year. As for the final outcome, only time will tell, but it's none of my business anyway.
My principle is to mind my own business, and it was precisely because of this principle that I was scolded by Long Yi. For him, and for the Dragon Group, this matter was undoubtedly a major headache.
Sitting quietly in the campus library, I was reading a book about mechanical engineering. Actually, I'm usually quite bored because I don't have much to do, so I like to read in the library. I read all sorts of books; understanding them isn't difficult for my brain. Just as I was engrossed in my reading, a pretty figure walked up beside me. And this figure was someone I recognized quite well—none other than Chen Qianqian.
As a friend with whom I had a somewhat ambiguous relationship, Chen Qianqian possessed privileges that others didn't. She seemed casual towards me, even though she still didn't quite know who I was or what my background was. All she knew was that I was a former American tennis star from a few years ago. As for anything else, she knew nothing because I knew Qin Ziying. Qin Ziying knew very well what to say and what not to say. She knew a lot about me, but she wouldn't tell anyone unless I agreed. Otherwise, neither Chen Qianqian nor Liu Yan could get anything out of her about my identity.
At this moment, Chen Qianqian quietly sat down beside me, behaving somewhat differently than usual. Since I rejected her, she had been rather quiet, but later became quite cheerful and we got along very well. She was always very outgoing and uninhibited around me. But today, Chen Qianqian was clearly different. She was wearing a white dress, looking elegant and refined. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving a slightly disheveled yet charmingly unique look.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Seeing her appearance, my intuition told me something must have happened; otherwise, given her personality, she wouldn't act this way unless something was wrong.
Hearing my words, Chen Qianqian, who had been intently watching me, blushed instantly. She lowered her head and whispered, "Um... Tianxie, tomorrow night is my eighteenth birthday. Do you think... you could come?"
Her voice was incredibly soft, almost like a mosquito's buzz, but thankfully my hearing was strong enough that I could still hear her. I nodded, flashing a row of white teeth, and winked at Chen Qianqian, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be there on time tomorrow, but..."
"But what?" Chen Qianqian, who had been beaming with happiness at my words, tensed up at the mention of "but," and before I could even speak, she anxiously asked.
"Hehe, but... you haven't told me the time and place yet," I chuckled mischievously at Chen Qianqian.
Immediately realizing she'd been tricked, Chen Qianqian blushed deeply, stood up, and said to me, "My villa tomorrow night."
Then, she vanished in a flash. I felt she was fast enough to compete in a 100-meter dash; I thought she could easily be a sprinter at that speed.
But despite my thoughts, I still stood up and left. Although it was Chen Qianqian's birthday tomorrow, she was still my good friend, and a very close one at that. As her friend, I naturally had to prepare something special for her, otherwise, I wouldn't want to embarrass her. So,
I stood up and prepared to go out and choose a birthday present for Chen Qianqian. After all, it's just a matter of sentiment, and nothing else really matters, but since she's my friend, I wanted to give her the best. So, I stood up, closed my book, and left.
Back at my villa, I drove off at breakneck speed. Of course, I didn't forget to choose a gift for Chen Qianqian on the way. After thinking for a while, I decided to visit the Royal Jewelry Store. It's a European jewelry company specializing in jewelry. It used to be said to be a supplier to the British Royal Family, providing jewelry to royalty and nobility across Europe. However, with the arrival of the new century, they expanded beyond just the royal family, developing globally, and are now considered one of the world's top jewelers. Coincidentally, they also have a store in Shanghai.
So, I chose this as my destination, driving quickly to the store, parking my car, and heading inside.
When I entered the lobby, a beautiful hostess immediately approached me, smiling warmly, and said, "Hello sir, what would you like to buy?"
"Jewelry, anything is fine. I'd like to buy it as a gift," I replied casually. My car was parked conspicuously there and could be seen from inside the building, making it obvious that I was a big spender. The hostess was so friendly; after hearing my words, she immediately nodded and smiled, saying, "If you're buying it for a woman, then I think the items in the lobby might not be suitable for you. Someone of your status should need something better. Please follow me."
Undoubtedly, this hostess was very eloquent. After hearing this, I simply smiled and nodded, then followed her out of the lobby and up a staircase. However, the security was clearly very tight; four security guards stood at the top of the stairs. Without the hostess's guidance, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to enter.
"Sir, please have a seat. I'll get your jewelry right away." After accommodating me, the hostess poured me a cup of tea and said respectfully before leaving with a smile. I noticed there were three or four other people besides me, including a couple and a pair of lovers. They looked well-dressed and were probably quite wealthy, otherwise they wouldn't be here. A hostess was standing next to them, introducing them to the jewelry.
It seemed that the hostess was more than just a greeter. Come to think of it, no place would hire so many beautiful and elegant women as greeters. They probably only greeted wealthy people, leading them here to sell them high-end jewelry and earn a commission.
A moment later, the hostess returned, carrying several boxes. She placed them in front of me, smiling, and said, "Sir, these are some of our best items. Which one do you like?"
I opened the boxes and looked at the things she had given me. To be honest, there weren't many. Each item was glittering and adorned with diamonds and crystals, looking opulent and stylish. However, I felt these things were somewhat vulgar, and unworthy of my friend. If I were to take them out, although no one would say anything, I would feel embarrassed. So, I unconsciously frowned.
"Sir, are you not satisfied with these items? Or do you think the price is inappropriate?" the hostess asked cautiously. She meant that these things were unworthy of my status. After all, my Ferrari FXX, excluding tax, cost over 10 million euros. With domestic taxes, the price would at least triple, reaching at least 4.5 million euros. Moreover, it's a limited edition; not everyone can have it. She was afraid I wouldn't be impressed.
However, her words were clearly misunderstood. Several people around her looked at her, and I clearly saw something in their eyes—contempt. Ha! They probably thought I was poor and still buying things here, hence their contempt. Really... In this materialistic society, the standard for judging people is based on money.
I didn't care about their gazes and sat there, calmly saying to the hostess, "These pieces of jewelry don't seem very good. Do you have anything better?"
My words undoubtedly put the hostess in a difficult position. She said to me with difficulty, "I'm sorry, sir, these are our best pieces. Each one is worth over a million. We really don't have anything better."
The people around her cast even more contemptuous glances, as if saying I was trying to put on a show despite being poor.
"Don't you have anything better? If not, then I'll go somewhere else... Sigh... I thought you had some good stuff here. Tsk tsk, it's nothing special." With that, I stood up to leave.
Suddenly, a voice, neither fully Chinese nor Western, rang in my ears. A man spoke to me in broken Chinese, "Please wait, sir..."
I turned around and saw a tall, middle-aged white man emerge from the inner room, dressed in a neat suit. He bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, although I don't understand what's going on, one thing is certain: our Royal Jewelry Store is absolutely the best jewelry store. We certainly don't lack treasures here."
"Is that so? But what I've seen are just some junk. Can such things really be called treasures? I really doubt it!" I smiled slightly, then raised a hint of disdain as I spoke to the white man.
"Is that so? Perhaps these really don't suit your taste. We have several treasures here, all worth tens of millions of dollars. If you decide to buy them and prove you can afford them, I'll bring them out for you to see." At this moment, the white man said to me without backing down.
Sure enough, they did have some good stuff, but they didn't readily show it off. That's understandable; if they casually displayed something worth tens of millions of dollars and got robbed, they'd be devastated.
I didn't take the white man's words seriously, but the four people sitting there all wore gloating expressions. What an ignorant bunch! At that moment, I took a black card from my pocket and tossed it to the white man. His face changed instantly upon seeing the card; he became incredibly respectful. It was a top-tier Swiss bank credit card with unlimited spending; only ten people in the world possessed one. My mom had snatched it from my unscrupulous dad…
Clearly, the white manager was a well-informed person. He immediately said to me, "Distinguished guest, please forgive my intrusion. Please follow me, and I will present you with the finest jewelry."
He then respectfully handed the card back to me. This sudden 180-degree turn left everyone around completely dumbfounded. They hadn't expected such a thing to happen. Although they didn't know what had occurred, they could only watch as the white manager led me inside.
"Sir, please wait a moment." The manager said respectfully as we entered, then closed the door and opened the wall, revealing a large metal door. After conducting hand and corneal scans and entering a password, he opened the door, taking out three boxes. He placed all three boxes in front of me, but instead of showing them off, he fiddled with the bottom of the boxes for a while before pulling out a golden box.
"Sir, those three are indeed treasures, but they are merely ordinary treasures. As our most honored guest, I present you with the finest jewels I possess," the manager said respectfully, placing the golden box before me. Opening it revealed a blue gemstone.
This was a gemstone necklace, crafted entirely of platinum and set with eighteen gemstones. At its center was a massive sapphire. The manager proudly told me, "Sir, this is our Royal Jewelry's most precious jewel in China, one of our crown jewels, specially airlifted from Europe. It's never been displayed before. This is the world's largest blue diamond, the Heart of the Ocean, the one from the Titanic… the Heart of the Ocean representing true love."
I was immediately captivated by the Heart of the Ocean. Its eerie blue light exuded a chilling and menacing aura. I could sense a powerful, piercing killing intent emanating from it—a killing intent that would be fatal to ordinary people. However, this killing intent was insignificant to me. I suspected it had a remarkable history before being discovered.
I knew this Heart of the Ocean was actually called "Hope," the "Diamond of Hope." Every owner of it met a tragic end, yet it represented love because of the eternal love on the Titanic… It's been passed down through generations, so I like it a lot too. As for the murderous aura, it can be smoothed out in an instant; at least, I have the ability to smooth it out.
"Okay, I'll take this one, tsk tsk... Hope. I like good stuff, name your price." Holding the gem, I said calmly to the white manager in front of me.
"Two hundred million US dollars, sir. Since you know Hope, I wouldn't dare to lie to you. To be honest, this thing is considered unlucky in your Chinese culture, but many people in the Western world like it, so the price isn't too high." The manager said respectfully to me.
"Enough said, this is it, I'll buy it for two hundred million US dollars." I smiled slightly, stood up, and said to the white manager in front of me, then tossed him the card.

Chapter 302 Wind God's Divine Wind Technique
. I left the Royal Jewelry Store with the Heart of the Ocean and drove home. To be honest, this gem aroused my strong interest, especially the murderous aura attached to it, which was astonishing. When it fell into my hands, it became even more violent.
As expected of something called a blue diamond, beautiful and sparkling diamonds are treasures bestowed upon mankind by God. Transparent diamonds with a bright deep blue color are even rarer. There are only a few large ones in the world, making them priceless. Among them, the world-famous Hope Diamond is a rare blue diamond.
Its first owner was Louis XIV, who ultimately died penniless in exile. Louis XIV wore it only once before dying of smallpox. His successor, Louis XV, became the diamond's new owner. He vowed never to wear the deep blue diamond, but he lent it to his mistress. As a result, Louis XV's mistress was beheaded during the French Revolution. The blue diamond then passed to Louis XVI, whose queen frequently wore it. As is well known, Louis XVI and his wife both eventually went to the guillotine. Princess Lambert, a friend of Louis XVI's queen, subsequently became the owner of this cursed blue diamond; not long after, she was killed during the French Revolution.
Later, it fell into the hands of the wealthy banker, but this led to his family's destruction, including the death of his entire family, and then the Titanic tragedy, which claimed hundreds of lives. Only ghosts know how malevolent this gem truly is, but it's certain it's not a lucky object. This very fact only fueled my curiosity about this mysterious diamond.
With hope, we left and went home. Lying in bed, I began to carefully examine the blue diamond. However, aside from sensing a powerful killing intent within it, I couldn't perceive anything else. I stared at it intently.
Unconsciously, my mind became immersed in it. After an unknown amount of time, when I groggily awoke, I found myself in a gray mist, surrounded by a death zone. Here, apart from the chilling killing intent, nothing else could be found, instilling a sense of dread, because this situation was clearly abnormal.
After standing up, I began to look around, but to my disappointment, I found myself in a closed space with no way out, only a gray, deathly aura. I couldn't sense anything else...
Unconsciously, I felt a chill around me, though I couldn't quite describe the feeling. What I was certain of was that the air around me had dropped to freezing. Suddenly, countless corpses appeared around me. Judging from their appearance, they were all incredibly terrifying. Some were even dressed in ancient European royal attire, clearly belonging to the French royal family. Seeing
this, I felt a sudden coldness around me. I pinched myself and felt pain, indicating that I wasn't dreaming; I was truly seeing things I shouldn't have. I hadn't believed in ghosts before, but now I was starting to believe. Because of these people, I believed that ghosts really did exist. Each of these people looked more terrifying than the last, their expressions more frightening than the last, and blood flowed from their seven orifices—it was utterly horrifying.
However, I'm not so easily intimidated. Although these corpses are terrifying, I've killed countless people and seen corpses before. Even though I'm terrified, I still decided to take action and deal with them.
With a "boom," I quickly arrived in front of one of the fat men leading the group, accompanied by the internet cafe manager, and punched him, sending him flying. My arm passed right through his body.
Unfortunately, this didn't seem to do much damage. The corpse grinned at me menacingly, then gave me a cruel look. Its claws, covered in long nails, lunged at me. I kicked it away, dodged, and returned to my starting position. I coldly surveyed the scene before me, momentarily at a loss for what to do. But one thing was certain: the situation wasn't looking good. The opponent's strength exceeded my expectations; I couldn't kill him.
Dozens of bizarre corpses charged at me with incredible speed, almost as fast as I was. My strength is no ordinary feat; it's the result of countless trials and tribulations. While my speed might not be the fastest in the world, it's certainly among the top. Yet these dead creatures possessed speed comparable to mine, though not quite as fast. This was astonishing.
Although their bodies weren't particularly robust, they seemed completely unaffected by my attacks. This gave me a headache. After a prolonged struggle, I couldn't hold back any longer. A burst of flame erupted from my body, instantly engulfing the entire area in flames. In a single instant, the area was ablaze, reducing the dozen or so corpses chasing me to ashes. Only then did the chaos truly subside.
Standing there, panting heavily, looking at the corpses I had set ablaze around me, I breathed a sigh of relief. I then generously unleashed my energy on the surrounding space, instantly pushing the flames to their limit, creating a fiery field within a hundred meters of me, illuminating the area in moments.
It wasn't as boundless as I had imagined; the space was finite, roughly a thousand meters in diameter. There was nothing on the ground, and the sky was a hazy gray, not very high. However, the light reflecting off the walls indicated their hardness. I didn't rush to break through the walls and leave; instead, I began searching.
I felt that my bizarre arrival here was truly problematic. I desperately wanted to understand how I had gotten here, how I had suddenly appeared in this strange space, and what about those incredibly fast corpses? I had too many questions in my mind that needed answers, and searching this place was undoubtedly the best way to resolve them.
I walked step by step into the surrounding space, initially on the edge. The closer I got to the center, the heavier the murderous aura became. Everything around me seemed so solemn, the immense killing intent making it hard to breathe. Although my reason told me that turning back was undoubtedly the best course of action, my heart still wanted to continue forward. Although I feared death, my curiosity clearly overcame that fear, and I walked step by step.
When I reached the center, I found a monster before me with the body of a deer, the head of a bird, sharp antlers, leopard-like markings all over its body, and a tail like a yellow snake. Upon closer inspection, although this monster was imposing, it seemed lifeless, showing no reaction to my presence. At the monster's feet was clearly an altar... In the center of the altar were various strange objects.
As I slowly approached the center, I sensed the killing intent increasing. Suddenly, the monster I thought was dead flashed a bright red light and charged towards me. It moved with lightning speed, and before I could react, a gust of wind swept past me, leaving more than a dozen cuts on my arms and body.
Terrified, I immediately unleashed a torrent of flames, engulfing everything around me, and moved with incredible speed to evade the monster's attacks. However, the monster showed no sign of stopping, relentlessly attacking me, leaving wounds on my body. It seemed completely unfazed by my flames, moving with impunity.
Before I knew it, I had over a dozen cuts, and in that instant, I felt an excruciating pain, as if the world had turned dark.
But the monster didn't let me go. After attacking me again, it turned and charged at me, charging at me with astonishing speed. Its sharp horn was already aimed at my chest; I had no chance to dodge. Just as I thought the monster's cold horn was about to pierce me, it suddenly vanished before my eyes. It disappeared the instant it was close to me, vanishing without a trace.
Dragging my weary body, I nervously looked around. Only when I was sure there was no danger did I relax my guard, sitting there panting heavily. That monster—whatever it was—possessed such power; it truly astonished me. I had always thought myself invincible, though few could rival me, yet I had been utterly defeated by a monster. At that moment, I felt my own insignificance, and a sense of defeat welled up inside me. I
walked step by step towards the center, where an altar appeared before me. Inscribed on the altar were some characters, though in oracle bone script, it was no challenge for me. After all, I consider myself quite knowledgeable, and I like to look at things in my spare time. Looking closely, I noticed six large, golden characters: "Tomb of Feng Bo Fei Lian."
The description above says that after Feng Bo Feilian died in the Battle of Zhuolu, his vengeful spirit remained, and thus this place became his final resting place. The image of Feng Bo in the description is strikingly similar to that monster: a deer's body, a bird's head, sharp antlers, leopard-like markings, and a tail like a yellow snake.
Seeing this, I was somewhat alarmed and instantly understood why that monster was so fast. The soul of an ancient wind god was naturally beyond my ability to handle. But to be honest, this Feng Bo Feilian is truly formidable. While I don't fully understand the power of a soul, I know it's not eternal; it either reincarnates or exists indefinitely. However, the energy consumed every moment is enormous. The Battle of Zhuolu has been over for countless millennia, yet his soul still possesses such power. I can't imagine what he must have been like in his prime, but I'm certain it must have been terrifying. After all, he's a figure from mythology, far beyond my reach. Thinking of this, I felt a little better; being injured by Feng Bo Feilian wasn't a disgrace.
I continued reading and discovered that the person who wrote the inscription was none other than Feng Bo himself. He wasn't dead when he was imprisoned, but his power began to dissipate gradually. Unable to replenish it, Feng Bo Feilian realized his impending death. However, unwilling to die like this, he set up an array in the place where he was imprisoned, periodically summoning the owner of the gem that imprisoned him. If one could pass the test, they would become Feng Bo's successor and cultivate the ancient Divine Wind Technique buried here. If not… then they would die here. Of course, after death, the body would be sent out until burial, after which it would be returned here, becoming a corpse in this space, also a test for the next master… And I just happened to be incredibly lucky; at this time, Feng Bo's soul power was already extremely weak, otherwise, I probably wouldn't have been able to kill him.
Hearing that ancient cultivation techniques were here, I didn't hesitate and immediately found the golden-thread-bound Divine Wind Manual in the center of the altar. This thing was truly amazing! Although I didn't know how powerful it was, I figured it couldn't be inferior to my Blissful Immortal Divine Art, so I picked it up without hesitation.
However, as soon as I picked it up, the book vanished before my eyes, disappearing without a trace. Then, countless messages flooded my mind, all about the cultivation methods of the Divine Wind Manual.
A smile appeared on my face, but before I could even recover, I had disappeared again. When I reappeared, I was still sitting in the room, but the wounds on my body and the information about the Divine Wind Manual in my mind proved that I hadn't been dreaming.
According to Feng Bo Feilian, the Divine Wind Manual actually belongs to a type of cultivation called the Witchcraft, a technique that existed since the beginning of time. Those who practice it are a race that inherits the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the bloodline of Pangu, giving them a unique advantage in cultivation and allowing for incredibly rapid progress.
Unconsciously, I became engrossed in the intricate theories of the Divine Wind Technique. This technique is based on the winds of heaven and earth, using the spiritual energy contained within the wind to temper one's body, bringing it to a terrifying level and simultaneously increasing speed. According to records, Feng Bo Feilian could travel tens of thousands of miles a day, demonstrating the terrifying power of this ability—definitely a mythical existence.
Others might not believe in such a thing, but I was different. I believed, deeply believed. After all, I've seen the King of Hell; how could I believe there are no gods or demons? At this moment, I deeply believed in the power of Feng Bo…
Unconsciously, I began cultivating. The first level of the Divine Wind Technique is Foundation Building, which I began cultivating rapidly. Before I knew it, a morning had passed. As sunlight streamed into the room, I gradually awoke. Checking myself, I discovered I had successfully completed the first level of the Divine Wind Technique.
The first level of the Divine Wind Technique grants supersonic speeds with effortless movement and some wind control abilities, but it's not particularly useful beyond that. In my estimation, the wind control ability at the first level is merely equivalent to the supernatural power level of a wind-type ability user; further advancement is practically impossible.
After all, according to the records, the first level of the Divine Wind Technique is Foundation Establishment, and the requirements aren't very high—just some energy. With enough energy, one can quickly skip the first level and enter the second, which is my current situation. However… that little bit of energy is only enough for the Wind God Feilian… With my abilities, that's all I can manage. Yesterday, when I practiced the first level, I used up all the energy I could, and now I'm only at the peak of the first level, preparing to break through to the second…
The Divine Wind Technique has nine levels, and clearly, my current strength is only the most basic entry point. Although I desperately want to advance further, I'm powerless to do so. According to the above description, reaching the peak of the first level requires two hundred years. My speed is already a miracle. However, to break through to the next level, an average person needs another four hundred years of cultivation. Clearly, I'm still at least halfway there. Having this Divine Wind Technique is practically useless... It only increased my speed, thus further tempering my body.
I'm extremely frustrated by this situation. Thinking about the hundreds of years of cultivation mentioned above gives me a headache. Completely clueless, I had no choice but to give up. Although I really wanted to ask someone for advice, I knew it was practically impossible because... according to what I learned from Yama, there are no cultivators in this world. Even if there were, they've already disappeared. So asking others is basically impossible; I can only improve through my own continuous exploration.
Looking at the diamond in my hand, my mood instantly improved. The murderous aura on the diamond had vanished without a trace, and I was naturally happy. After all, I only wanted to buy a piece of jewelry, but I unexpectedly stumbled upon such an absurd opportunity, getting a bargain. What could I possibly be unhappy about? Anyone else would be secretly laughing to themselves... Why would they be standing there looking so gloomy and unhappy like me? After all, I had gained a considerable advantage this time, picking up such a treasure for no reason. Although I couldn't use it yet, it had already significantly enhanced my strength, and it would be of great use in the future. According to most people, I should be dancing with joy right now, because this meant I had opened a new door, a door that would lead me to higher levels. If I succeeded, I would live forever—just imagine how tempting that was! For someone like me who fears death, such a temptation was simply too great.

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