Chapter 107 Charitable

Less than half an hour.

Lin Lin arrived at the small courtyard on the Suspended Mountain.

Gu Shen hurriedly opened the door to welcome him.

This fellow was quite straightforward. After entering, he directly took out a small, transparent jar and tossed it gently. "Here, your 'Miracle Silver.'"

Gu Shen quickly reached out his hands and carefully caught it.

Good heavens, is this really Miracle Silver? Tossing it around like that!

"Is that enough? There's more if you need it!"

Lin Lin said indifferently, "I picked up a bunch of this stuff when I was a kid. Nobody wanted it."

"Hetui~~" Gu Shen quickly spat and said with disdain, "I strongly condemn your wasteful behavior!"

Lin Lin shrugged, not taking it seriously.

Constructing the second floor of the pavilion was to prevent the high temperature of the "Furnace" from leaking and to better absorb the "Great Cold" from the depths of the North Continent... So, in addition to using the legion commander's ability, it also required the deployment of a large number of extraordinary seals and ancient Wen formations.

As a result, the demand for mithril was extremely demanding.

Back then, the Empress launched the Furnace and refined a lot of "Miracle Silver" in one go... And the young Lin Lin, who liked to run around on the second floor, just happened to pick some up.

"What are you going to do with these things?"

Lin Lin suddenly asked.

Gu Shen was about to make up an excuse, but Lin Lin waved his hand. "Never mind, don't waste time. I'm not really curious about that."

Gu Shen was helpless.

"I came here for another matter."

Lin Lin said seriously, "Regarding my brother's 'favor'... you don't need to worry about it too much. Just owe it. Don't worry about him asking you to repay it. That guy is a freak who likes people to owe him. The longer you owe him, the happier and more cheerful he becomes. I personally think there's a very suitable title for this kind of freak—"

This time, Gu Shen didn't wait for Lin Lin to speak and took the initiative to say, "Philanthropist."

These three words described him perfectly.

Lin Lin paused slightly, nodding with a complicated expression. "Not bad... a philanthropist indeed."

We really have a tacit understanding. No, this word sounds a bit strange.

"How did you see that?"

The phone call just now was too smooth. Not to mention Lin Chou, even Lin Lin felt that Gu Shen seemed to be in cahoots with him.

"Come on..." Gu Shen smiled helplessly and said, "I'm not blind. You're the Lin family, the North Continent royal family. What else do you need to get from others? Besides, your brother's 'philanthropic temperament' is too outstanding. A simple investigation will reveal his famous negotiations. Others try their best to gain an advantage in the game, but this Duke of Casting Snow tries his best to give up some benefits so that others can take advantage of him and owe him a favor."

On the surface, Casting Snow's approach wasn't very "shrewd."

But in reality, that wasn't the case. If you want to control the overall chess game, giving up some small profits in the corner is nothing.

Casting Snow had been operating like this for many years. The "favor cards" he held in his hand, once activated, could roll like a dragon, bringing about the so-called domino effect...

Of course.

The real reason Casting Snow dared to do this was because his last name was Lin, and he was the Empress's younger brother. If the people of the world owed him a favor, they truly owed him.

If he wanted someone to repay him, no one would dare not to.

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Lin Lin left the small courtyard after delivering the Miracle Silver.

Gu Shen weighed the small jar in his hand.

He chose a quiet corner and took out the flat box containing the "Black Silver" on the long table. Then, he opened the small jar and used his mental power to manipulate the two strands of valuable "mithril" to hover in the air.

To the naked eye, the Black Silver was lifeless.

The "Miracle Silver" that had been refined by the Empress seemed to have life, slowly wriggling in the air... This was collected by Lin Lin when he was a child. At that time, the "Furnace" hadn't absorbed so much cold from the depths of the earth, so the "Miracle Silver" it quenched was unusually hot.

Even if Gu Shen touched it with his mind at this moment, he could still feel a burst of heat.

Compared like this.

The difference between the two types of mithril became apparent.

Even a strand of Miracle Silver possessed strong "activity"... This was probably the god-level mithril that could suppress S-grade runaway seals, while the Black Silver was indeed a bit inferior in comparison.

Gu Shen took out the Ruler of Truth and placed it in the Black Box.

He held his breath, silently sensing the "spirit" of the external space... In fact, he had always had a doubt in his mind, could the devil's "peering" really be detected by him?

The last time he used Black Silver to seal the Ruler of Truth, the "sense of peeping" from the devil disappeared immediately the moment the seal was completed.

But once the seal was lifted, the devil re-read his "memory"... This was a chilling thought. Gu Shen didn't really believe that the shadow in the ruler had such a powerful ability.

He was more willing to believe that everything before was an act.

All of the devil's "fear," all of its "anger," all of its "flattery"...

All of it was to advance its ultimate goal.

This goal.

Gu Shen couldn't know for now.

But what he knew was that the devil had officially declared war on him, and no matter how he sensed it these past few days, he hadn't detected the so-called "sense of peeping"... True staring was invisible and silent.

Even if he borrowed the "Miracle Silver" and was about to pour it out, the devil didn't show any signs.

Gu Shen faced the devil again.

This time, it seemed to have merged with the shadows and darkness.

When the devil no longer showed any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

He couldn't capture any useful information.

So, was there a way to capture the devil's "information"?

Before pouring out the "Miracle Silver," Gu Shen pondered for a long time.

In a flash of inspiration, he caught a wisp of inspiration, a very simple thought jumped into his mind.

He held his breath, carefully separating an extremely subtle strand of spirit and immersed it in the ruler.

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The light and shadow changed.

Gu Shen's spirit came to the spirit space of the Ruler of Truth again.

In the distance, the dark shadow sat on the throne, maintaining the action of supporting his chin with one hand, unable to see any change in expression, like a stone carving that had stood for many years.

After a brief silence.

The devil spoke softly, "I will drive you out of the ruler at any cost. I will imprison you in eternal darkness, so that you will suffer the pain of hell, the suffering of soul refining, and you will never be able to escape or break free for generations to come." His voice echoed in the gray sky.

This was exactly Gu Shen's declaration back then.

Now that the devil recited it, it had a somewhat sarcastic meaning.

Because it was still alive and well, sitting here, unharmed.

"Why be in such a hurry?"

Gu Shen said calmly, "Your good days are yet to come."

"Is that so? With your strength?"

The devil said softly, "A mere Miracle Silver... is this your means?"

"Yes, this is my means. You don't seem to be afraid at all."

Gu Shen smiled and looked directly at the devil on the throne.

When he said these words, his gaze didn't shift in the slightest.

The devil looked back at him, also smiled, and didn't react much.

It had stayed in the ruler for too many years and had seen too many scenes. This kind of psychological warfare was destined to have no results.

"Well..."

The devil asked playfully, "Then what?"

Gu Shen sighed softly.

He raised his head, looked at the gray iron sky, and said softly, "Then... there's nothing."

The real war was quiet and silent.

The devil raised its head.

It was stunned for a second. On the dim and lifeless iron sky, there appeared streaks of falling silver light spots. A huge sense of weightlessness fell and spread in the space of the Ruler of Truth—

It was Miracle Silver!

In the spirit space, Gu Shen talked to himself.

In the real world, he poured out the Miracle Silver!

With a "boom"!

The sky was full of "Miracle Silver," falling like a meteor shower, smashing into the earth!

The devil clenched its palm and looked阴沉at the young man who didn't want to live.

Gu Shen's wisp of spirit wasn't much, only a very small wisp. At the moment the words fell, it began to burn on its own. This was the method for him to leave this spirit space—self-termination, burning this spirit that was destined to be abandoned.

The blazing fire rolled.

Gu Shen was bathed in the blazing light, watching the dark shadow on the throne. At the final moment of parting, he stretched out his palm and slowly pulled it across his neck.

The next moment.

The world of the Ruler of Truth tumbled and inverted, the light and shadow shattered, ushering in a long darkness.

This wisp of spirit that was burning fiercely also died out.

The next moment, Gu Shen, who was sitting at the table, turned pale in an instant. For a moment, his head became very heavy, and he almost fell headfirst on the table!

It took a long time to recover from the overturning feeling of pouring down the "Miracle Silver."

For so many years, everyone had been using mithril to seal the chaotic extraordinary source and the runaway seals... but no one had ever thought of using mithril to seal themselves.

The reason was simple.

Doing so was equivalent to committing suicide with a "strong logic bullet."

The higher the level of mithril, the stronger the suppression effect on the source.

And what Gu Shen was most troubled by was that he couldn't verify whether the devil's "peeping" was real, because the shadow in the ruler was far more cunning than he imagined. The last time the Black Silver was sealed, it was likely to be a lifelike performance by it.

If he sealed it.

Regardless of whether the devil was locked up internally, Gu Shen would definitely be blocked from the outside... And the only "verification method" he could think of was to feel the pain of the "Miracle Silver" pouring down with the devil.

In the black box, the Ruler of Truth was wrapped in "Miracle Silver" full of activity.

Due to the hot temperature, the ruler kept making "hissing" sounds, but Gu Shen wasn't worried that this artifact would be destroyed... It didn't die when Pluto died, this was the real "scourge that lasts a thousand years", it wouldn't be so easy to damage.

"Huff..."

Gu Shen looked pale and still felt apprehensive.

Although only a wisp of spirit was immersed in it, he really felt the oppression of the "Miracle Silver." The scene of the gray sky breaking and the suffocating depression were definitely real.

It took him a full half an hour to recover.

This was a complete suicide, if someone else had done it, and didn't operate it properly, the next day there would be an outrageous news story in Central City: "Someone drowned in a small jar of mithril."

But the risk and return of this behavior were proportional.

This time, Gu Shen could be sure that the devil in the ruler was completely sealed!