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Chapter 517 I'm Going to Try (Death)

"Why aren't they coming out yet?" At the entrance of the passage, Xiao Ding looked at the lava lake that had been silent for a long time. His mood, which had just calmed down, gradually became anxious again. He frowned and paced back and forth.

"Commander, don't worry, I received its message that the young master is on his way back and nothing has happened." Qinglin slightly opened her eyes, her emerald pupils flashing with a faint light. She raised her small face and looked at Xiao Ding pacing back and forth, and said softly.

"I see." Hearing this, Jing Chen breathed a slight sigh of relief, walked to the passage, glanced at the scorching, steaming lava below, and couldn't help but give a bitter smile. It was hard to imagine that Jing Chen had jumped down like that.

"Ugh, what a terrifying guy."

"Splash." Before the exclamation had even faded, the sound of water breaking echoed once more within the cavern. Xiao Ding quickly turned his gaze to the lava, where Jing Chen's figure, enveloped in white flames, slowly came into view.

"call"

After breaking through the viscous lava surface, Jing Chen let out a long sigh of relief, looked up at Xiao Ding above, waved to him, and stomped his foot hard on the lava, his body bursting into the air. Near mid-air, his back trembled, and his angel wings fluttered out. With a slight shake, he gracefully leaped onto the passage.

With his feet firmly planted on the ground, the eerie white flames on Jing Chen's body gradually subsided. His lower legs trembled slightly, and the Angel Wings vanished behind him with a whoosh.

"Are you alright?" Upon seeing Jing Chen, Xiao Ding quickly stepped forward and asked.

"Hehe, it's nothing." Jing Chen shook his head with a smile, turned around, looked at the magma world in the vast cavern, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Did you get the stuff?" Jing Chen asked with a smile, glancing at Jing Chen's expression.

"No." Jing Chen's lips twitched slightly, and he said with a wry smile, "Someone beat me to it."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Ding was taken aback. After a moment of contemplation, he said softly, "Is it the owner of that mysterious aura from last time?"

"Hmm, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her Queen Medusa." Jing Chen took out the seven-colored snake scale from his storage ring, waved it at Xiao Ding, and said with a wry smile.

"Sigh, seven-colored snake scales. It really is her." Looking at the seven-colored scales, Xiao Ding's face showed a bitter smile as he sighed.

Jing Chen nodded, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I have completely figured out the whereabouts of the Strange Fire. Next, I will go directly to the depths of the Tagor Desert. If I have the opportunity, I plan to snatch the Strange Fire back from Queen Medusa."

"What? You want to steal the strange fire from Queen Medusa?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Ding was first stunned, then his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed on the spot.

Around the Tagor Desert, Queen Medusa's ferocity was no less than her alluring reputation. In fact, in the cities near the desert, many people were so terrified of Queen Medusa that they were almost scared out of their wits. So even though Xiao Ding knew that Jing Chen was hiding considerable abilities, he still found it absurd when he heard that Jing Chen wanted to provoke Queen Medusa.

Unlike Rob of Stone Desert City, Queen Medusa was a super strong figure renowned throughout the Gama Empire. Back then, when the empire wanted to send troops to annihilate the Snake-People tribe, they even enlisted the help of a Three-Life Battle King, but in the end, they were still severely wounded and forced to retreat by Queen Medusa. This shows that Queen Medusa's fearsome reputation was not just empty boasting.

"Hehe, don't worry, I just want to give it a try. Even if I fail in the end, I'm confident I can escape." Jing Chen smiled at Xiao Ding and comforted him.

"You..." Looking at Jing Chen's persistent expression, Xiao Ding frowned for a long time before shaking his head helplessly.

"Hehe, let's go, let's go. Let's go back and rest for the night. Tomorrow I'll set off for the depths of the Tagor Desert." With a wave of his hand, Jing Chen turned and walked into the passage. Xiao Ding followed behind with a sigh.

Watching the two turn and leave, Qinglin quickly whistled into the lava lake. Instantly, the azure light on the forehead of the two-headed fire spirit snake intensified, and its massive body rapidly shrank, then transformed into a wisp of azure light that shot into Qinglin's sleeve.

The little hand patted the cuff curiously, and a smile appeared on Qinglin's face. She said softly, "Don't make trouble, or the young master will get angry and I'll throw you away."

The faint hissing sound carried a hint of dissatisfaction, likely indicating that the Fire Spirit Serpent was unhappy with its master's discrimination.

"Hehe." Qinglin covered her mouth and chuckled softly. With her hands behind her back, she skipped and hopped to catch up with Jing Chen and the other two. The three of them gradually disappeared into the darkness of the passage.

"Creak." The door was gently pushed open amidst the flickering lamplight. Jing Chen shook his head violently, throwing away the last bit of confusion, closed the door behind him, and staggered to the bedside, where he plopped down.

With a soft "whoosh," Jing Chen rubbed his aching head and gave a wry smile. Knowing he was leaving tomorrow, he had been forced to drink heavily by Xiao Ding and Xiao Li. If it weren't for Jing Chen's naturally high alcohol tolerance, which allowed him to get Xiao Ding and Xiao Li drunk as well, they probably would have continued drinking until they were completely drunk.

After removing the scorpion, Jing Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands forming cultivation hand seals. His breathing gradually became steady and powerful. After a while, a wisp of water vapor was flicked out by Jing Chen.

After expelling the alcohol from his body, Jing Chen felt much clearer-headed. He sat cross-legged on the bed, pondered for a moment, and then lightly flicked his finger on his storage ring. Instantly, the room was filled with a bright blue light, which quickly dimmed again. In the blink of an eye, a blue lotus seat suddenly appeared in mid-air in front of Jing Chen, hovering motionless.

Looking at the perfect lotus throne, which resembled a work of art, Jing Chen's eyes flashed with excitement. With a wave of his hand, he lowered the position of the lotus throne slightly, then leaped up and sat steadily on the lotus platform.

Jing Chen's weight caused the lotus platform to descend rapidly, but it finally stopped slowly when it was level with the table.

As his buttocks touched the lotus seat, a warm energy slowly seeped through his skin and lingered on Jing Chen's body. The sensation made Jing Chen take a long breath.

With his hands once again forming the hand seals for cultivation, Jing Chen gradually closed his eyes and entered a meditative state after a moment.

As Jing Chen entered a meditative state, a faint cyan light suddenly rose from the lotus platform, eventually enveloping him completely.

(End of this chapter)