God of Pets-Chapter 446: Another Half of the Inner Core

"Something’s wrong, just a moment ago, the Spirit King Ship wasn’t far from the shore. It has only been about ten minutes and why can’t we see the coastline anymore?" Chen Guan frowned and looked at Teng.

Due to the presence of the round stool, ghosts who caught the scent of living people were swirling and flying around the Spirit King Ship, yet none dared to board the ship.

Teng smiled bitterly, "On previous voyages through the Nether Sea, I was in a feigned death state the entire time. When I awoke, I had already arrived at the Fengdu Mountain Secret Realm, and I have no idea how the journey proceeded."

Chen Guan, his mind stirred, released his pet Sand Eagle, and then leaped up, standing on the back of the Sand Eagle, instructing it to fly into the sky.

He looked around from the air and discovered that all he could see was an endless expanse of sea, with no islands or shorelines in sight.

"This sea is peculiar!" Chen Guan thought to himself.

"Help..." came the cry from below.

Chen Guan looked down to see ghosts pouncing towards Teng on the ship, converging from all directions, leaving Teng with no room to escape.

The secret skills she cast could only pass through the ghosts’ bodies, inflicting no harm at all.

Chen Guan didn’t have time to descend, so he grabbed the round stool and flung it down directly.

The round stool radiated golden light, instantly dissolving some of the ghosts into nothingness. Other ghosts quickly fled into the distance but hovered around the Spirit King Ship, unwilling to leave.

A portion of the ghosts rushed towards Chen Guan in the air.

Without the deterrence of the round stool, they were not afraid of Chen Guan.

Chen Guan was prepared; had he not been confident, he wouldn’t have thrown the stool away to save Teng.

With a thought, a paperman appeared in his palm, which he aimed at the ghosts.

The ghosts scattered in flight instantly, not giving the paperman a chance to act.

"I had hoped to see the paperman in action, darn, these ghosts are really so weak." Chen Guan had expected that the paperman could deal with these ghosts. It possessed the Secret Collection of the Nether Emperor, leaving ordinary ghosts no match for it.

He hadn’t anticipated that the ghosts would be weaker than he imagined.

With the appearance of the paperman, the ghosts previously deterred by the round stool, yet reluctant to leave, fled desperately into the distance like dogs who had lost their homes, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"The paperman is quite powerful, even better than the stool sat on by the Emperor." Chen Guan sighed internally, though he had missed the chance to see the paperman fight.

Chen Guan landed on the ship, with Teng looking at him with a complex expression.

She hadn’t seen the paperman in Chen Guan’s hand and thought that he had used some secret technique to intimidate the ghosts, growing even more bewildered.

The Eight Kings had mentioned that the ghosts of the Nether Sea were different from those elsewhere, relying on the Nether Sea’s power and fearing nearly nothing. Even the Secret God wouldn’t easily make them retreat. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Even the Eight Kings themselves could only move in a feigned death state without their shell.

This person could actually frighten the ghosts away; it was hard to imagine what power he possessed.

"Did the Eight Kings have you preside over some kind of gamble?" Chen Guan was aware that returning to the previous coastline might be difficult.

Nevertheless, this might not be a bad thing since to leave the Beimang Mountain Secret Realm required passing through the Celestial Court Army’s scrutiny. Chen Guan’s falsified identity lacked entry records, potentially causing trouble.

Now he could leave the Beimang Mountain Secret Realm from here and head to the Pingdu Mountain Secret Realm instead.

The Pingdu Mountain Secret Realm was a public secret realm, with less stringent checks, allowing him to leave safely and then re-enter the Beimang Mountain Secret Realm. This way, no one would suspect him to be Chen Guan.

Of course, this was a last resort.

"The King made a bet with someone named Shang Qingtian, losing which they’d have to give something to Shang Qingtian, but if they won, Shang Qingtian would help deliver a letter," Teng said.

"What was the wager?" Chen Guan pondered, "Could it be the Eight Kings bet with the other half of the Secret God Core and lost it to Shang Qingtian?"

Teng hesitated, remaining silent for a while.

"You realize, I’m the only one who can ensure you safely reach the Pingdu Mountain Secret Realm alive, right?" Chen Guan said.

Teng sighed helplessly, "If I fail the gamble and lose the item, the King won’t spare me. They’ll eat me alive."

"You could consider a different perspective. If you die, wouldn’t the item end up with me anyway? Hand it over to me now, and you won’t have to die. Moreover, you could follow me and never be coerced by the Eight Kings again." Chen Guan shamelessly analyzed for Teng.

"I’d like to live, but everyone who lost to the Eight Kings, including me and these crew members, has a death contract on us. No matter where we might be, the Eight Kings could decide our fate with just a thought. There’s no escape." Teng said.

"Let’s do this, let me see what the item is first." Chen Guan said expressionlessly.

Teng’s expression altered, thinking either die now or die later. Gritting her teeth, she pulled out a sachet from her belongings.

If Chen Guan had been searching, he might have dismissed it as a woman’s accessory, never imagining such an important item inside.

Teng opened the sachet and poured out the herbs inside, revealing half of what looked like a pearl-like inner core.

Chen Guan’s eyes lit up, "Isn’t this the other half of the Secret God Core?"

Chen Guan reached for the half core, Teng instinctively retracted her hand, but under Chen Guan’s gaze, she didn’t prevent it, allowing him to take the core.

"That bastard Eight King, never intended to give me the other half of the core, just wants to use this half to bait others, playing dual insurance..." Chen Guan chuckled inwardly.

"Don’t worry, I’ll go see the Eight Kings with you, and I’ll talk to them about the core." After taking the core, Chen Guan said to Teng.

"Without this half-core, I can’t complete the gamble with Shang Qingtian, the Eight Kings won’t spare me." Teng said helplessly.

"What did they gamble on with Shang Qingtian?" Chen Guan thought before asking.

"On whether or not I could withstand Shang Qingtian’s self-created secret skill, the Sentimental Saint Hand." Teng said.

"Can you withstand it?" Chen Guan asked.

"Theoretically, it shouldn’t be a problem. My strength is decent." Teng said.

Chen Guan studied Teng, her strength was indeed impressive, being able to withstand a Purple Qi from the East at the 39th level, not something an average Third Awakening Cultivator could achieve.

Teng’s strength must undoubtedly be top-tier Third Awakening.

However, Chen Guan had heard of the Sentimental Saint Hand secret skill, Shang Qingtian’s self-created composite secret skill, rumored to be bizarre and extraordinary. Anyone who had seen Shang Qingtian use it, even if they survived, would become dull and dazed, indistinguishable from the living dead.

"Are you sure?" Chen Guan asked again.

Teng, somewhat irritated, replied coldly, "Though my strength isn’t quite up to yours, I’ve made my mark, once manipulating the Red Dust Palm to transverse the Blessed Land unbeaten."

"Red Dust Palm... you’re the former military belle of the Celestial Court Army, Fujimura Reiko..." Chen Guan looked at Teng in disbelief.