Chapter 980: Chapter 607: Treasure Vault, Seduction (2)

Soon, soon, as long as Elder Cheng Yu confirms that Li Xuanjin can’t be found, this Demon Slaying Sect will eventually belong to her.

The main gate of the treasure vault was completely opened. Just as Lu Lin was about to enter, Cao Hui grabbed his arm.

"Little Friend Lu Lin, please wait a moment. There’s a restriction inside the vault, and you can’t use Space Rings. If you’re going to enter, you should leave your Storage Ring here. Otherwise, due to the restriction, the Storage Ring might explode, and the items inside could be lost to endless space."

"Oh? There’s such a restriction."

Lu Lin found this somewhat familiar. Previously, in the Kongming White Ape Clan, it was said that in the Northwestern Domain, due to frequent spatial fluctuations, Storage Rings could easily shatter if one wasn’t careful.

During the journey, as Lu Lin and Elder Cheng Yu traveled by Flying Boat without going deep, they didn’t encounter such incidents until now, within this treasure vault.

Lu Lin turned to Cao Hui, "Madam Cao, I have many precious items in my Storage Ring. What if they get lost if left here?"

"It’s impossible for them to be lost."

Cao Hui said firmly, but Lu Lin had no faith in her words. This Demon Slaying Sect could lose its own Sect Leader, so losing a few Storage Rings seemed quite normal.

Unable to trust her, Lu Lin summoned Little Orange to keep his Storage Ring safe, while he held the broken knife in his hand.

Seeing Lu Lin being so cautious, Cao Hui merely smiled without further comment.

The two stepped into the treasure vault, and Lu Lin immediately felt the chaotic spatial turbulence and spatial slicing coming at him.

If not for his powerful flesh, he would probably have been killed instantly upon entering.

Beside him, as Cao Hui entered, a patterned silver armor appeared on her body, wrapping her tightly.

Lu Lin felt displeased, "Madam Cao, you prepared armor for yourself but expected me to rely solely on my flesh against this spatial turbulence. I wonder what your intentions are."

"Little Friend Lu Lin, don’t accuse me falsely."

Cao Hui’s voice came from within the armor, sounding somewhat muffled, "I reminded you repeatedly about the powerful spatial turbulence in the vault. As a cultivator, shouldn’t you have prepared defensive armor yourself?"

Through the armor’s protection, Cao Hui looked at Lu Lin’s body, noticing the steel-like muscles exposed under his torn clothes, and couldn’t help but blush.

What a strong, powerful man.

Lu Lin didn’t notice her gaze but instinctively felt uncomfortable, snorting coldly as he ignored her, heading further into the vault.

After passing over more than a dozen towering Star Stone peaks, Lu Lin finally saw the scene behind them.

Row after row of shelves lined up, with treasure boxes of varying sizes placed on each level.

How many treasures would this amount to?

Lu Lin was amazed but also had some questions. Typically, cultivators carry their most precious items on themselves, and it’s rare to have a dedicated treasure vault.

Cultivators defy destiny and seek the path; in the world, they only trust themselves.

Besides those with life-long bonds, who would hand over their treasures to others, let alone leave them in a cold, emotionless vault?

"Little Friend Lu Lin, what do you think of my son’s treasure vault?"

"There are 1,948 Seventh Grade Star Artifacts, 1,152 Eighth Grade Star Artifacts, 219 Ninth Grade Star Tools, and countless below the Seventh Grade."

"Additionally, there are over 150,000 Seventh Grade Elixirs, 35,000 Eighth Grade Elixirs, and 42 Ninth Grade Elixirs."

"As for Cultivation Methods, there are more than 1,141 at Star Emperor Level, and other body techniques, miscellaneous notes, secret skills, and Soul Power Cultivation methods total about 50,000."

"Star Stones are countless, and there are over eight million Crimson Star Stones..."

Cao Hui spoke like an emotionless counting machine, rattling off numbers that made Lu Lin’s heart surge with excitement.

Though he wasn’t very concerned about treasures and wealth, given that he didn’t use them for cultivation, seeing so many treasures laid out made even him momentarily tempted.

However, why would Li Xuanjin leave so many treasures here?

In Lu Lin’s view, treasures that aren’t used might as well not exist; merely collecting them doesn’t enhance a martial artist’s combat power.

It’s better to find ways to increase one’s combat power than to gather treasures.

"Lu Lin, how are these treasures?"

"Impressive... vast, abundant..."

Lu Lin didn’t even know how to describe Li Xuanjin’s vault. If it belonged to him, the Human Federation’s future development would be worry-free.

"Well, would you like these treasures to be yours?"

There was a trace of temptation in Cao Hui’s words.

However, with Lu Lin’s Soul Power having undergone four transformations, not even the fox demons of Qingqiu Mountain could stir his emotions greatly.

"I do."

"If you do, then come with me."

Cao Hui spoke and led Lu Lin by the hand through twists and turns, stopping in front of a small transparent house, opening the room door and guiding him inside.

Here...

As soon as he entered, Lu Lin felt the countless spatial currents outside disappear. He looked at the house’s walls, deep in thought.

"No need to look; this is a Space-Forbidden Stone. The entire house is made of it."

As she spoke, Cao Hui took off her silver armor. Perhaps due to the heat of the armor, Lu Lin noticed a faint blush on her face, even her hair strands clinging to her cheeks, looking... quite captivating.

Stop! Stop it!

Lu Lin hurriedly suppressed his thoughts. She was Li Xuanjin’s mother, however many years older than him. Despite her youthful appearance, he knew they weren’t suitable.

"Lu Lin, this is the little house loved by me and my son. But now, although the house remains, my son is nowhere to be found."

Cao Hui’s face showed regret, yet Lu Lin felt that her words sounded... a bit off.

"Lu Lin, did you think of something? It’s okay, I’ll tell you. Although I claim to be an elder outside, I’m not Li Xuanjin’s mother, not by blood."

"Then, who are you..."

"I’m his father’s seventeenth concubine; that was years ago. Just as we got married without even consummating, his damned father drank himself to death outside, leaving me alone in an empty room."

"All these years, if not for my son, I don’t know how I would have come this far... boohoo..."

As she spoke, Cao Hui began to cry, leaving Lu Lin flustered and unsure of what to do.

This search for Li Xuanjin’s whereabouts suddenly turned into this predicament.

Feeling awkward, Lu Lin noticed Cao Hui, still crying, was determined as she suddenly threw herself into his arms, heart-wrenching sobs pulling at his emotions.

Yet Lu Lin reacted as if he were shocked.

Growing up, no other girls ever got this close—neither Guan Yue nor Sun Xiaorui, not even Mi Yue, whom he always saw as a guy.

Unexpectedly, Cao Hui flung herself at him. If it were possible to go online in the Longyuan World, Lu Lin would’ve posted for help on his personal terminal, urgently awaiting a response.

He remained still.

But Cao Hui couldn’t remain still.

Seeing Lu Lin motionless, Cao Hui internally cursed but slowly moved her steps, causing Lu Lin to involuntarily retreat backward.

With two steps, Lu Lin felt something bump against his calf.

As he realized the object was a bed, Cao Hui was already pushing him onto it.

"Young Master Lu, my life is so bitter."

Lu Lin couldn’t sense Cao Hui’s bitterness. All he felt were two soft things pressing against his chest, provoking a reaction he struggled to suppress.