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Xu Yi still wanted to continue questioning the tomb robber, but at that moment, he suddenly trembled, feeling a chill down his spine.

He felt a watchful gaze, stern and filled with a warning.

"Hehe! The Black Rat Immortal has come for me!" the tomb robber suddenly let out a strange laugh.

Xu Yi sensed that something was wrong and kicked Chen Lin out of the door behind him while darting behind the door wall to take cover.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The tomb robber's body suddenly swelled, not into one, but three figures, and the tomb robber in the room exploded with a bang, scattering foul-smelling black liquid everywhere.

"Don't touch anything inside, and don't let anyone into this yard!" Xu Yi said, frowning as he instructed while looking at the pervasive curse inside the house.

Chen Lin, as if waking from a dream, numbly nodded.

Xu Yi sighed, and although that watching presence had vanished, the trail of clues had pretty much run cold here.

Not right! There was still one clue left! He turned his head to look at Chen Lin beside him.

"Xu... Master Xu? Is there... is there something you need?" Chen Lin's scalp tingled under Xu Yi's gaze.

"These burial goods, besides you, who else has come into contact with them? And how many people know about you touching them?" Xu Yi fired off a series of questions.

"Just me, no one else could find them," Chen Lin carefully replied, "Only five or six people know about this, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Good luck to you!" Xu Yi patted Chen Lin's shoulder.

Don't underestimate the government's ability; it's not just about five or six people knowing, even if no one knew, the fact that Chen Lin had touched the Black Rat sculpture could likely be discovered.

If the Black Rat sculpture was truly the Cursed Origin Item, then Chen Lin might be the only person who had been in contact with the Origin Item.

Although Xu Yi had never seen it, he knew that some exorcists could use the origin aura to find the actual body of the Cursed Item.

"What should I do now, pack my things?" Chen Lin asked, his face mournful as he opened the unlocked door and stepped out.

But then he suddenly stepped back inside, his footsteps slow yet resolute.

"What? Suddenly had a change of heart and given up on running away?" Xu Yi teased, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Two tall men in black walked in from outside, presenting a badge to Chen Lin, "Hello, Mr. Chen Lin, you are suspected of being involved in an antique smuggling case, please come with us."

They came so quickly! Xu Yi was somewhat surprised; it wasn't just two men outside, but also armed police officers. One could imagine that the house was already surrounded.

Was such a big deployment necessary just to capture a smuggler?

Clearly not, which could only mean that Chen Lin's contact with the Cursed Origin Item had been discovered.

"Master Xu, save me!" Chen Lin turned and lunged towards Xu Yi.

The two men in black didn't stop him and even nodded at Xu Yi as a greeting, clearly aware of his identity.

Xu Yi felt a bit annoyed; it was as if he had been the one to lead the Imperial Army to this place.

"Don't worry, you won't die," Xu Yi reassured Chen Lin.

Hearing those words, Chen Lin breathed a sigh of relief, considerably more at ease.

"At worst, you'll just be locked up for seventy or eighty years!" Xu Yi blandly added.

Chen Lin almost couldn't catch his breath; his face turned ashen. Seventy or eighty years? That was practically like being put to death!

"I'm innocent! Master Xu, you must find a way to save me!" Chen Lin clutched at Xu Yi's hand, wailing loudly.

Xu Yi intended to say that every prisoner claimed to be innocent, but before he could speak, he felt the hard object in his palm and was slightly taken aback.

Chen Lin was led away, not handcuffed nor put into a police car, but into a luxury BMW. The men's treatment of him was relatively gentle.

Xu Yi watched the convoy depart, then took out from his pocket the object that had been there. It was a metal button, which Chen Lin had surreptitiously stuffed into his hand before leaving.

......

Holy Flame Exorcism Studio.

Xu Yi returned to his room, as usual, first checked on the Black Carp in the cat nest, which was still unawake.

The rhythmic rise and fall of the cat's belly and its smooth breathing indicated that the Black Carp was in good health, merely asleep.

Otherwise, Xu Yi would definitely have to find a veterinarian to look at the Black Carp, which had been asleep for three days and nights, during which time it hadn't woken up at all, nor had it eaten a bite of food or drank a drop of water.

He could only attribute this situation to the miraculous effects of the Cat Spirit Holy Tree.

Xu Yi placed the button on the tabletop and examined it closely.

The button was completely silver in color, inset with two sesame seed-sized crystals, both blue.

At first glance, it looked like a very common button, but Xu Yi knew there was more to it than met the eye. He found a small switch hidden in a concealed corner and flicked it lightly.

One of the crystals suddenly lit up, turning red. It wasn't a crystal at all, but rather two small lights.

"A miniature wireless communicator? Where did Chen Lin get ahold of such a rare thing?" Xu Yi was a bit curious.

For the communicator to function, both lights needed to be on. At the moment, only one light was on, which meant one of two possibilities.

Either Chen Lin hadn't activated the communicator, or they weren't close enough.

Xu Yi felt that the latter was more likely.

He casually switched off the communicator to save battery power.

"What is Chen Lin's intention in giving him this miniature communicator? Does he want him to go and rescue the other person?" Xu Yi speculated about Chen Lin's motives.

The people seeking out Chen Lin were looking for assistance in finding the source of a curse, so it was very likely they wouldn't harm him.

Chen Lin giving him the miniature communicator was purely an act of desperation.

After briefly lamenting the lost lead, Xu Yi put the matter out of his mind and continued with his carving.

"The further I go, the slower the 'Sculptor' entry increases. It seems I'll need to find a new method!" Xu Yi's brow furrowed slightly.

If he had guidance from a master sculptor, he could definitely speed up the completion of the entry.

Unfortunately, master sculptors weren't easy to find now; with the outside world being so chaotic, they were probably all in hiding.

......

Late at night, in Queens, New York, within a luxurious villa.

"Kerry, can you share your secret with us?"

An elderly voice rang out in the darkness.

The young man named Kerry swallowed nervously, his face tense.

The three people in front of him were the real authority figures of the family. With his status, he usually couldn't even get a glimpse of them.

Yet tonight, they had summoned him alone.

"Kerry, there's no need to be nervous. Can you tell us how your mother's 'fiery soul' illness was cured?" Another person spoke softly.

The others' gentle voice eased Kerry somewhat, and he also understood the purpose of his summons.

They were after that thing. Could he leverage it to gain more benefits? The thought involuntarily crossed Kerry's mind.

"Kerry! Are you reluctant to speak?" Another voice chimed in, carrying a commanding authority.

Kerry shivered suddenly, realizing that with his status, he really had no room to bargain.

"It's the Fire Gui Portrait! I cured my mother's 'fiery soul' illness with a Fire Gui Portrait!" Kerry no longer dared to withhold the truth and answered loudly.

"Is it a Fire Gui Portrait from the Holy Flame Studio?"

"Yes!"

Kerry was surprised that these "big shots" also knew about the Holy Flame Exorcism Studio; this made his explanation much easier.

"I was just lucky. That day I happened to be strolling around Chinatown when I heard that an exorcism studio had opened... A hundred thousand for an exorcism portrait, wasn't that as cheap as cabbage? So I casually bought one, never expecting it to have such a powerful effect!" Kerry said, his face full of relief.

It was only later that he realized just how fortunate he was to have been able to purchase the Fire Gui Portrait.

The three individuals seated exchanged glances, each seeing the significance in the others' eyes.