Chapter 665: The Tenth Prince

"What the hell is this?" Lin Fan looked at the black triangular cloth in his hand, somewhat puzzled.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering a special treasure: the Masking Cloth."

"Masking Cloth: Store close to the body to conceal aura."

Hearing the system's prompt, Lin Fan instantly felt helpless. Boring, truly boring.

He had thought it was something good at first, but it turned out to be a piece of junk.

"Give it back, give it back..." Long Yumo's eyes reddened as he saw his precious treasure taken away.

This hideous Masking Cloth was his most valuable treasure; he had accumulated so much wealth largely thanks to it.

It concealed his aura, making him undetectable.

Whenever he went to secret realms to find treasures, hide, ambush, or rob, he relied on this Masking Cloth.

If this human took his Masking Cloth, it would be extremely difficult for him to accumulate wealth in the future.

"You still want this piece of junk?" Lin Fan said contemptuously.

He wouldn't even bother picking up such a thing if it were lying on the road, yet Long Yumo treated it as a treasure.

But the fact that he hadn't noticed Long Yumo approaching earlier was clearly due to the Masking Cloth.

"Human emperor, I beg you, since it's junk, just give it back to me." Long Yumo was on the verge of tears.

To keep this treasure safe, Long Yumo had deliberately worn it as underwear, tucked in his crotch, afraid someone would take it. But he never expected this human to be so perverse.

Not only had he taken his storage ring, but he had also stripped him completely, exposing the Masking Cloth.

"No, once something is in my hands, there's no returning it. How about this: you redeem it with some treasure," Lin Fan said.

Long Yumo looked at Lin Fan, unsure what to do, but he was truly anxious inside.

This was his most prized treasure; how could he bear to lose it?

"All my treasures have been taken by you. I really have nothing left." Long Yumo wanted to cry but had no tears. Heaven, earth, please open your eyes and strike this beast dead!

Long Yumo called out in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"Forget it. Without a treasure, how can I trade with you? Even though it's junk, I think I'll keep it," Lin Fan said helplessly.

"No... no." Long Yumo wept. He really didn't want to lose this treasure.

If he lost it, he would surely cry himself to death.

"Sigh, you'll have to find some treasure to trade with me," Lin Fan said.

Long Yumo was frustrated. He had already sent out his mental signal, so why hadn't anyone come? Could it be that his kin were no longer greedy for his treasures?

"How can I trust you?" Long Yumo said with a pained expression.

But thinking of the Masking Cloth, Long Yumo had no choice but to give up another treasure.

Hearing this, Lin Fan was stunned. This guy still had a treasure hidden? He was completely naked now, with nothing left to hide. Where could he possibly conceal anything?

"Fine. I, Lin Fan, the human emperor, swear to the heavens: if you trade a treasure for this Masking Cloth and I still keep it, may I be struck by lightning and die without a burial place," Lin Fan said.

"Good, I trust you." Long Yumo was burning with rage but had no choice.

If not for this human's strange treasure that attacked the mind, he would have already struck him dead with a claw.

"Come out..."

At that moment, Long Yumo whispered. Instantly, a rod flew out from his ear and began to change shape.

"This is a treasure I found in a world. It was used to prop up the sky. It can grow or shrink—a fine treasure indeed," Long Yumo said with pain.

He had obtained this treasure by chance. Although it didn't have much power, its ability to change size was remarkable. Even the ancient clans couldn't forge such a treasure.

When Lin Fan saw the rod come out of Long Yumo's ear, he was completely stunned.

Could this be the Dinghai Shenzhen?

When Lin Fan touched the rod, the system analyzed it.

"Sky-Propping Pillar: Used by the Sky-Propping Clan to prop up the sky. Can grow or shrink. Useless."

Lin Fan sighed helplessly. It seemed he had overthought it; this rod was not the Dinghai Shenzhen.

"This doesn't seem very useful," Lin Fan said.

Long Yumo was anxious now. "I really have no more treasures. All my treasures are with you."

"Alright, I'll take it then," Lin Fan said.

"Good. According to your oath, give me the Masking Cloth," Long Yumo said eagerly.

As long as he could get back the Masking Cloth, losing anything else was worth it.

"Here." Lin Fan tossed the Masking Cloth over.

"I really don't know how smart you are. Why do you insist on this Masking Cloth?" Lin Fan said helplessly.

Hearing this, Long Yumo was stunned, not quite understanding.

"Your life is in my hands. I give you back the Masking Cloth, then kill you, and the Masking Cloth is mine again. Good deal," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"What? You're going back on your word!" Long Yumo's expression changed.

"Going back on my word? I never said I'd let you go from the start," Lin Fan said calmly.

"You..." Long Yumo glared at Lin Fan angrily. He hadn't expected this human to be so shameless, so despicable.

The Phoenix Clan watched the scene and laughed.

Seeing Long Yumo's fury and helplessness, they felt great satisfaction.

Especially the two women, who lowered their heads, avoiding looking at what shouldn't be seen.

After all, Long Yumo was no handsome man; looking at his body was an eyesore.

But for the Phoenix Clan, they would do their best to behave well, hoping for leniency and to keep their lives.

Boom!

At that moment, a series of dragon roars came from the void.

On the horizon, massive dragon phantoms flickered. These phantoms were domineering, stretching for hundreds of thousands of zhang, majestic and boundless.

"Haha, your time is up! My kin have arrived. You're dead!"

Long Yumo roared in fury.

"Everyone be careful! This guy has a treasure that attacks the mind. Close your hearing and don't fall for it!"

"Long Yumo, we didn't expect you to reveal your location. Are you in trouble?" The dragon phantoms in the void roared, shaking the space.

"A treasure that attacks the mind?"

"Moo!"

At that moment, the largest dragon among the phantoms opened its mouth, and a booming sound came forth.

Lin Fan frowned. Under this sound, the recorder jammed.

"This is the Dragon Clan's Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, a powerful sonic technique that can destroy any treasure that attacks the mind. It's a secret art of the Dragon Clan, only taught to the Dragon Emperor's lineage."

The Phoenix Clan members' expressions changed drastically upon hearing this sound.

But for Long Yumo, hearing it filled him with excitement.

"Tenth Prince, save me, save me..."