Chapter 437 - 238: As If No One Has Connections

Under this mocking smile, he was angry but dared not speak up, knowing there was more to the other’s words.

However, the other party wouldn’t be so considerate.

"Search!"

"Yes!"

The next moment, cultivators from the Profound Yin Divine Sect began to enter the cabin for a search.

The commotion just now wasn’t hidden from others, and instead, the other cultivators secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing it, as it seemed that the Long Family had struck a deal with the Profound Yin Demon Sect.

That’s good.

However, next, after entering the rooms to search, many cultivators were dumbfounded—it was nothing short of robbery.

"What are you doing? I’m really not your wanted criminal!"

"Fellow Daoist, please open your storage bag, we need to check it to confirm."

In a slightly panicked voice, but with the situation being more formidable than humans, those who have cultivated to this point have lived a long life and know when not to act stubbornly.

Before long.

Two cultivators, with wary expressions, entered Lin Chang’an’s room.

"I am Lin Chang’an, merely forced to go out to avoid unrest. I hope the two fellow Daoists can show mercy."

With a humble demeanor, Lin Chang’an smiled and pulled out a bag of Spirit Stones, having discerned from the previous commotion.

Knowing how to handle things.

However, upon hearing his name, the two showed noticeable changes in their expressions, causing Lin Chang’an to be secretly alarmed.

Not good, these people seem to have a problem.

Is his name that famous?

Why do these two seem to know his name?

"Lin Chang’an? A Tier Two Talisman Master, right."

This one sentence caused Lin Chang’an’s pupils to shrink; he instantly understood something.

Damn it!

He was sold out!

Among the same rank, what type of cultivator holds the most value?

It’s definitely the skilled cultivators. As for the powerful ones? Does the Demon Cult lack Foundation Establishment cultivators?

At this moment, the red-faced burly man across the room suddenly shouted angrily.

"What are you going to do? I’ve already given you my storage bag, and you..."

"Shut up! Take this storage bag yourself, but you must come with us to the deck and explain how there’s a magical artifact of our sect’s disciple in your storage bag!"

"No! I really don’t know, I bought this at the market!"

Amidst the screams, Lin Chang’an’s face darkened; this red-faced burly man was a lower-grade Tier Two Artifact Refiner.

"Fellow Daoist!"

And the two also looked at Lin Chang’an, sneering as they said:

"Fellow Daoist, don’t make it difficult for us. Would you kindly open your storage bag for us to check?"

Seeing the two wearing expressions that clearly showed schadenfreude, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, Lin Chang’an took a deep breath.

Good one, Long Family, profiting from colluding with the Demon Cult!

As if no one else has connections, pfft!

As if no one else has a network of contacts.

Lin Chang’an, with a calm demeanor, slowly took out his storage bag and opened it directly in front of the two.

Just before the two were about to speak while checking, Lin Chang’an squinted his eyes, smiling as he sent a voice transmission to the two:

"Fellow Daoists, I’m quite familiar with He Yan from the Divine Sect, Mr. He, you know?"

He planned to first bring up He Yan to test the waters since mentioning Yun Yao immediately could easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, mentioning such a significant backer right away, who knows what it might attract.

It’s better to be stable.

Small characters also have the benefits of being small.

If it doesn’t work out, he’ll have to bring out Yun Yao, the big backer, to save the day, just not knowing if it would work.

"Old He?"

Upon hearing this, the two halted their move to take the storage bag, understandably worried, and they exchanged looks, their expressions becoming solemn.

"Does Master Lin really know Old He?"

"Mind you, Old He is on the ship too. If you’re lying, beware of the consequences!"

In response to these words, Lin Chang’an let out a sigh of relief instead, his face breaking into a smile.

"Feel free to ask, just say I’m Lin Chang’an from Cyan Bamboo Mountain Market in Yue Kingdom."

Half-believing, half-doubting, the two still sneaked a voice transmission to their Old He.

Sure enough, a familiar figure appeared a moment later.

"Uncle Lin!? You’re on the ship too?"

He Yan was somewhat surprised upon appearing, and the sight of the two meeting left the two onlookers dumbfounded.

Uncle?

Lin Chang’an appeared gentle and handsome, while He Yan decidedly looked middle-aged, even with strands of gray hair that couldn’t be hidden.

Of course, it wasn’t their appearances that shocked the two but the fact that they were related.

"He Yan, fortunately you’re here."

Seeing He Yan, Lin Chang’an finally felt at ease, smiling.

He also noticed that He Yan’s cultivation had advanced to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment, though it hadn’t been long since the breakthrough.

The two awkwardly returned Lin Chang’an’s storage bag to him, respectfully cupped their hands, and said, "Old He, we’ll go check the other rooms."

Just when the other was about to hand back the spirit stone bag, Lin Chang’an waved his hand with a smile and said:

"That’s not mine; you two go check the other rooms."

These words visibly made the two glance over at their Old He, who, with a glare, coldly said:

"What are you waiting for? Can’t you see it’s a rare occasion meeting my Uncle Lin?"

"Yes, yes, Old He, rest assured, we’re moving."

Watching the two leave awkwardly yet maintaining a human touch in this atmosphere, especially with the title of Old He, left Lin Chang’an a bit dazed.

Old He!

Allegedly back when Old He was younger, during the demon hunting team days, everyone called him that.

...

Upon unexpectedly meeting in this situation, Lin Chang’an showed no embarrassment, instead, he sighed softly.

"I didn’t think we’d meet here," he said.