Chapter 838: Chapter 466: Seeing Rock Again

Yan Junze stood at the shore, turned around, and saw the painted boat sailing towards the middle of the river once again.

However, the river was now shrouded in fog, a morning mist rising because it was about to dawn, and after the boat sailed into it, it could no longer be seen.

Having experienced many joys and sorrows, love and hatred through exorcisms like this, Yan Junze encountered many emotional upheavals in his life. With each resolved event, he always felt mixed emotions, either immersing himself in them or observing them from the sidelines.

This time, the love that this woman known as Hongxiu held for Young Master Lin was truly daunting. Of course, Young Master Lin playing with her emotions was simply karmic retribution.

Previously, in other strange events, there was Fang Ning, who was obsessively possessive about love and had now entered the Black Spirit Umbrella.

Thinking of the Black Spirit Umbrella, Yan Junze took it out and opened it, and right then, a black bead rolled out from the inner skeleton of the umbrella, which he quickly caught.

“Is this… a Black Spirit Pearl?!”

Yan Junze froze, then took a closer look, and indeed it was a Black Spirit Pearl.

But weren’t the Black Spirit Pearls already embedded inside the umbrella by Wan Shouguang? How could it have fallen out?

After a thorough examination, he found the three Black Spirit Pearls were still there, and this one seemed to have suddenly appeared.

Recalling for a moment, Yan Junze remembered that every time he used the Black Spirit Umbrella for exorcism, there were always one or two black spots that flashed by and were absorbed by the umbrella.

Could it be that while eliminating the strangeness, these entities were absorbed by the Black Spirit Umbrella and slowly condensed into a complete Black Spirit Pearl?

Thinking this, he immediately inspected the upper section of the umbrella’s frame, and indeed, in the area where the dark energy gathered, there were some tiny black raised spots, only they were very small and not noticeable upon a casual glance.

These likely were the spots where dark energy was condensed each time it was absorbed, and once it reached a certain amount, a new Black Spirit Pearl naturally formed.

Examining the Black Spirit Pearl in his hand, he noticed it was identical to the previous ones, likely identical to those created by Rock.

Because this Black Spirit Pearl existed outside of the Black Spirit Umbrella, the energy emanating from it could send ordinary strangenesses into panic.

No wonder the bloated female corpse immediately pretended to be dead on the ground when he just took out the umbrella; she must have sensed the threat from this newly formed Black Spirit Pearl.

Yan Junze turned towards the river, smiling.

Although the painted boat had disappeared, the moment he got onshore, he still felt a familiar intuition when detecting the task at hand.

This intuition was initially vague, but now he was almost certain why it appeared.

Arriving at a row of dilapidated storefronts on the riverbank, he estimated briefly and then entered one of the shops, where the tables were tilted and dust-covered everywhere.

Yan Junze glanced around casually and found an entrance to the basement behind a glass cabinet.

The shopkeeper had probably built the basement for storing food for sale, covering it with a dark red carpet. Lifting the carpet revealed a square trapdoor, below which was a slightly inclined wooden staircase.

Yan Junze stepped down the wooden stairs, turning on the flashlight and illuminating his way.

Upon reaching the basement, he found the space very small and the air not very circulating, quickly making his head feel dizzy.

He immediately controlled the white long worms in his heart to stop his heartbeat and thus stopped breathing, triggering a Semi-Spiritualization state, and then started searching.

Before long, beneath a storage cabinet, he discovered another black hole.

Yan Junze couldn’t help but laugh: “It’s that familiar feeling again!”

As he spoke, a vague laughter came from inside the hole; no words, but the laugh sounded friendly.

Yan Junze didn’t hesitate, immediately crawled under the cabinet and entered the hole.

The entrance was narrow, just enough for one person to fit through, but not enough to turn around.

After crawling downward for about five minutes, a light appeared; it was the light of a candle.

The interior space was vast, and Yan Junze first peeked his head out, spotting a familiar black figure holding a candle, seemingly burning it especially for him.

“Rock, how are you!” Yan Junze smiled, crawled out of the hole, patted the dust off his body, and stood up.

Since candles could be lit here, it meant the air was circulating, so he retracted his Semi-Spirit Body and began to breathe again.

Rock, as always, was dark all over, never wore clothes, and his body surface reflected irregular hard textures.

Now Yan Junze, having accumulated a lot of experience, directly suspected that Rock was not formed after human death, feeling instead that this entity was somewhat similar to the indescribable strangeness.

“What game are you hiding here playing?” Yan Junze asked with a smile.

Rock too smiled but didn’t speak, instead pointing at a pile of silk threads coagulated in the corner of the cave, those threads had piled up like a mountain, Yan Junze had never seen so many Tricky Silks before.

“Are you planning to take these out for trading?” Yan Junze was astonished.

Rock shook his head, finally speaking: “It’s fun here, many fun strangenesses, fun humans.”