The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 511

Chapter 511: Chapter 507: Breach of Trust Chapter 511: Chapter 507: Breach of Trust “You're right, without my willingness to offer up the Sword Embryo, even if you were to kill me and dismember my body, it would be futile. But how can I trust you to keep your promise and let me go after you get the Sword Embryo?” Shen Luo, after a slight hesitation, replied as such.

“I'm the butcher and you're the meat. Do you have any other choice except to trust me?” Qian Tong seemed utterly unconcerned, as he replied at a leisurely pace.

“If you put it that way, I'd rather die and break the net than be manipulated by you.” Shen Luo, without any hesitation, responded directly.

After Shen Luo finished speaking, his Sea of Consciousness fell into a period of silence.

“Why do you have to make things so hard for yourself, Daoist? I am not like those two Refining Body Altar fellows. I am merely a businessman seeking profit. If you cooperate fully and unreservedly hand over the Sword Embryo, I can devise a way to help you escape safely. After all, the old saying has it that as long as one survives, there will always be opportunities in the future. I believe you already understand this, Daoist.” A moment later, Qian Tong's voice resonated again, filled with a note of persuasion.

“So it is the Refining Body Altar at work again.” Shen Luo's mind stirred, as he began to ponder.

“My friend, you don't have much time to ponder. Those two fellas are not easy to dupe.” Seeing Shen Luo fall silent, Qian Tong urged him on.

“As long as I hand over the Sword Embryo, are you really willing to let me go?” Shen Luo asked, his brows tightly knitted.

“Doing business relies on honesty. Besides, it's a mutually beneficial deal, why would I be reluctant?” Seeing him wavering, Qian Tong smiled and replied.

After hearing this, Shen Luo hesitated for a moment before asking, “How am I to escape safely?”

“It's simple. As long as you give me the Sword Embryo, I will create an opening in the Killing Ghost for you to escape. If you can hide your presence, you can escape on your own. They're busy activating the Great Formation, so they won't notice any commotion here.”

As he spoke, Qian Tong waved his hand, and the black slime entangled around Shen Luo gradually retracted, leaving him a circular space which extended several feet in radius.

“Since Your Excellency is so sincere… I need not throw away my life for a mere Sword Embryo. However, once I release the Sword Embryo, it will emit waves of mana that they will notice.” Shen Luo expressed his concerns.

“That's not a problem at all, I am also inside the Killing Ghost. As long as the Sword Embryo doesn't leave the Killing Ghost's body until I take possession of it, they won't be able to sense anything.” Qian Tong, who seemed to have planned everything in advance, hastily said.

“Daoist, you are indeed thoughtful. Let's proceed this way then.” Shen Luo said through a transmission of consciousness.

As soon as his words fell, the black slime around him once again receded, and the space available for movement increased several-fold.

Suddenly, a slit opened up at the spot corresponding to the stomach of the Killing Ghost, and Qian Tong's figure flashed into it. He was several feet away from Shen Luo, smiling as he looked over.

“And you are?” Qian Tong asked.

“My family name is Shen, I'm just a nobody from the Bishui Sect.” Shen Luo said, holding his fists in salute.

As he had been using Water Techniques previously, he claimed to be a disciple of the Bishui Sect.

“Oh, are you a disciple of the Bishui Sect?” Qian Tong seemed somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

Shen Luo nodded in confirmation.

“In that case, we have some connection, as I have a good rapport with one of the elders in your sect. Letting you go is just because of that bond.” The smile on Qian Tong's face broadened when he said that.

“May I ask who you are…” Shen Luo pretended to be confused and asked.

“I am Yin Fortune God Qian Tong. Have you heard of me, Friend Shen?” Qian Tong asked.

“So, it's Daoist Qian Tong, the 'Wealth that pass through all obstacles.' I have long admired your name.” Shen Luo immediately saluted.

This man's reputation has been heard by Shen Luo. He knew that Qian Tong was a Ghost Cultivator who specializes in transferring wealth of the deceased, but usually, the rumor was that he was a lone Freelance Cultivator, he never expected that even Qian Tong would be under the directive of the Refining Body Altar.

“Since we share an acquaintance, I hope you can trust me, Brother Shen? We should proceed with the transaction quickly. If it takes too long, we might arouse the suspicions of Daoist Master Cangmu and the others.” Qian Tong's smile was still warm, but his voice grew more urgent.

“That is precisely what I have in mind. Daoist Qian, why don't you open a small slit first, then I will hand over the Sword Embryo to you. What do you think?” Shen Luo glanced around, his expression showing some hesitation.

As he finished, he turned his wrist and the Pure Yang Sword Embryo leisurely appeared in the middle of his palm. However, its surface was dim, with almost no mana fluctuations being emitted.

Qian Tong's gaze landed on the Sword Embryo, and his eyes lit up.

“Since Brother Shen has shown his sincerity, I don't have to be coy.” After saying this, he gently motioned to the front, causing the black slime to split a thin slit open.

“Thank you.”

Shen Luo said his thanks, and with a swipe of his hand, he tossed the Pure Yang Sword Embryo towards Qian Tong. At the same time, his figure flickered, rushing towards the split seam in an attempt to escape.

The Pure Yang Sword Embryo lazily floated through the void, appearing to have no offensive power at all.

A look of delight appeared on Qian Tong's face as he reached out for it.

However, just as the Pure Yang Sword Embryo was about to reach Qian Tong, a sword-cry suddenly erupted from within it. It seemed to spring to life, shining with a red light, and shot straight towards Qian Tong's chest.

Qian Tong seemed to have expected this, with no trace of panic on his face. One hand continued to calmly grasp the oncoming Sword Embryo, while the other swiped towards the direction of Shen Luo.

Just as Shen Luo reached the split slit, a flash of black light came from it, causing it to be sealed up again. Thick black slime surged towards him, ensnaring him like living tentacles.

Waves of intense Yin Sha force once again surged over, attacking his body from inside.

On the other side, with a resounding metallic clang, a silver metallic glove appeared on Qian Tong's hand, firmly gripping the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, regardless of how intensely its light flickered, it remained incapable of escaping.

“Heh, Brother Shen, it's not that I'm untrustworthy but you're the one who tried to sneak attack me. You can't blame me for breaking the deal now.” Qian Tong turned towards Shen Luo, with his grin growing wider.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo didn't refute him, but merely looked at him coldly, his hands secretly performing an incantation within his sleeves.

“Alright, now that I have the Sword Embryo, there's no need to waste any more words with you. It's time for your journey to the afterlife. Not to worry, in consideration of our brief relationship, I'll make it quick.” Seeing that Shen Luo had no intention of responding, Qian Tong instantly lost interest.

After saying that, he lifted one hand and grasped fiercely at the void.

The black slime in front of him suddenly contracted, pressuring Shen Luo's body violently.

With a series of cracking sounds, Shen Luo's ribs caved in from the pressure. His face twisted in pain, as though he was even unable to breathe.