Villain: Her Imagination Makes Me Invincible

Chapter 97: Wouldn’t This Be Beneficial to Both Sides?

Asura Purgatory Tower, Ninth Level

This level was a world of molten lava.

Scarlet-red mountains and rolling magma spread everywhere.

In the magma, all kinds of divine weapons and sharp tools were stuck at various places.

Some were merely about a meter long, while others were thousands of feet gigantic.

The entire magma world resembled an enormous forge, forging the entirety of heaven and earth.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

From within the lava, the rhythmic sound of hammering rang out continuously.

Ling Xue’s figure floated forward slowly.

Although he wasn’t here to subdue the being residing in this place, it would still be beneficial to gather information in advance.

Only by understanding the situation could one find targeted solutions.

After floating for a while, Ling Xue arrived at a massive crimson mountain in the center of the magma.

There was a cave on that mountain.

Inside the cave, a burly stone figure, entirely made of condensed rocks, was hammering away.

In its hands was a massive iron hammer that struck against a piece of fiery red mysterious iron with resounding clangs.

A blacksmith?

Ling Xue immediately recognized that this stone figure was an exotic creature from another realm.

Moreover, it was a blacksmith!

An Extremely Martial Eight Realm blacksmith—a truly valuable existence!

In this world, two professions were the most sought after: blacksmiths and alchemists!

To think that a top-tier blacksmith was imprisoned here?

A blacksmith of this caliber would undoubtedly be considered the best in the entire world outside.

The stone figure naturally noticed Ling Xue’s arrival.

It raised its head and looked at him.

“Extremely Martial Third Realm?”

The stone figure was curious. Why is someone in the Third Realm managed to reach the ninth level?

“Surely, you didn’t willingly come here, did you?” Ling Xue asked.

“Who would willingly step into such a prison unless they were a fool?” the stone figure responded in a gruff voice.

Ling Xue chuckled softly. The foolish monkey below was one who willingly came here.

“In that case… Would you like to leave?” Ling Xue asked again.

“If leaving is free, then of course!”

The stone figure paused, then added, “But… I doubt anything in this world comes without a price.”

It was obvious to him that leaving would require giving up the Ancient Tower Imprint and becoming Ling Xue’s controlled slave.

“I won’t restrict your freedom, but you must serve me,” Ling Xue said calmly.

This was an extremely Martial Eight Realm super blacksmith.

If such a person could be recruited, the benefits for the entire Demonic Sect would be immeasurable.

“Heh! I never serve anyone!” The stone figure sneered coldly.

Ling Xue shook his head and stopped persuading.

As a blacksmith or alchemist, their professions were extremely prestigious.

Such individuals were naturally proud and would rarely submit to others.

Especially a blacksmith of this caliber!

Since that was the case, there was no need to say more. Ling Xue decided to leave the matter for later and gradually persuaded him.

“In that case, if you won’t leave, I’ll head further up and see if the ones above are willing to leave!” Ling Xue smiled.

“You can go even higher?” The stone figure was intrigued.

He had thought reaching the ninth level was impressive enough—could this man ascend further?

“I believe I can,” Ling Xue replied with a smile.

“Then… could you do me a favor?”

The stone figure suddenly spoke, “There’s someone imprisoned on the level above—a friend of mine!”

“Oh?”

Ling Xue looked at him curiously, waiting to hear what he meant by this favor.

“Back then… I was imprisoned here because I tried to rescue that friend. I failed, and I’ve always felt regretful,” the stone figure explained.

“I’d like you to deliver this gift to him. It’s something he’s always wanted. Tell him… I owed him, and now I’m repaying the debt.”

As he finished speaking, the stone figure raised his rocky hand.

Buzz!

Five clusters of snow-white flames suddenly rose from his hand.

When Ling Xue saw these flames, his eyes narrowed slightly.

White Nether Demonic Flame?

And there were five sub-flames?

Ling Xue’s lips curved into a slight smirk. “In that case… I assume you now owe me a favor?”

“Indeed!” The stone figure nodded. “Except for becoming your servant, I’ll help you with anything. I can even forge a weapon you’ll be completely satisfied with!”

Ling Xue chuckled. “I don’t need a weapon. Just remember that you owe me a favor.”

“Agreed. It’s a deal,” the stone figure said.

With that, the five snow-white sub-flames floated toward Ling Xue.

Ling Xue accepted the flames and stored them away.

After bidding farewell, he flew toward the tenth level.

Breaking through the barrier at the entrance to the tenth level, he arrived at… the tenth floor.

This level was shrouded in misty clouds.

Amid the clouds rose a colossal tree that seemed to pierce the heavens.

It was over a thousand feet thick and so tall that it seemed to support the sky itself.

Ling Xue floated closer and soon discovered that the interior of the massive tree was hollow.

Within, there were numerous rooms of varying sizes. Each room contained various peculiar herbs, neatly organized.

A faint, fragrant aroma of plants and wood filled the air.

“How did you get here?”

At that moment, a gentle voice echoed.

Ling Xue turned his head slightly and saw a figure standing at the doorway of one of the rooms.

It was treatment, its entire body made of intertwining vines and branches.

Moreover, these parts were alive, capable of blooming and bearing fruit.

This was a tree demon.

A very refined and gentle tree demon.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have kept this place so clean and orderly.

“Are you… an alchemist?” Ling Xue asked slowly.

“Yes,” the tree demon nodded.

“An Extremely Martial Ninth Realm alchemist with an Extremely Martial Eight Realm blacksmith as a friend?” Ling Xue smiled faintly.

These two were absolute treasures!

If he could recruit both, the benefits would be unimaginable.

“How do you know I have a blacksmith friend?” the tree demon asked curiously.

“He’s on the level below. He mentioned that he was imprisoned for trying to rescue you,” Ling Xue replied.

Hearing this, the tree demon’s expression shifted slightly. “He tried to save me? And he ended up imprisoned here as well? That fool! Such recklessness!”

“So, it seems you two are indeed close?” Ling Xue smiled.

“Yes, we are friends,” the tree demon replied.

“I can release you, and I can release him as well. All you have to do is agree,” Ling Xue said.

“You mean… you want to control me?” The tree demon understood Ling Xue’s intention.

“I won’t restrict your freedom. I just need you to work for me,” Ling Xue said calmly.

“Heh!”

The tree demon chuckled. “So, Rock Lei refused you, didn’t he?”

“Rock Lei? You mean the one below?” Ling Xue smiled. “Indeed, he turned me down.”

“If he refused, why would I agree?” the tree demon replied.

Hearing this, Ling Xue chuckled again.

As expected, alchemists are as proud as blacksmiths—they rarely pledge allegiance so easily.

“Can you freely move in and out of the Asura Purgatory Tower?” the tree demon asked.

“I don’t know how far I can go, but I’m testing the limits,” Ling Xue answered.

“Then… could you do me a favor when you go back down?”

The tree demon continued, “Bring something to the one below. It’s something he’s always wanted. He was imprisoned here to save me, and I owe him this. Consider it a gift to repay that debt.”

“Oh?” Ling Xue looked at him curiously.

The tree demon raised its vine-covered hand.

Five clusters of snow-white flames emerged.

Seeing this, Ling Xue’s eyes narrowed.

White Nether Demonic Flame again?

Both of you seem to have five sub-flames, and you both want to gift them to each other.

And me…

A sly smile appeared on Ling Xue’s lips.

Looks like I’ve become the middleman here.

Why should I act as your errand boy and pass on your tokens? Wouldn’t it be better if I just profited from both sides?

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