Lin Jin deduced that the figure was most likely a member of the Demonic Appraisal Association. That was probably the reason why they went around seizing wooden tokens.
At this, Lin Jin didn't have time to explain. He immediately opened the door to the Visitation Hall and entered.
When he arrived at door number two, Lin Jin took a deep breath and placed both hands on the door.
When he pushed the door open, it was either empty or there was something inside.
Instead, Lin Jin hoped that there was something inside. Because if it was empty, the Demonic Appraisal Association might have gotten to it first.
This wasn't what Lin Jin wanted.
No matter what, he had to open the door a little to see what was going on.
At this, Lin Jin exerted more force.
Just like the previous two times, Lin Jin was already familiar with the process. Hence, he managed to push the door open smoothly, leaving a gap that was as wide as a palm's width.
He immediately sensed an aura of death.
However, it wasn't as dense as it seemed.
Since there was an aura of death, it meant that there was a zombie inside.
Lin Jin immediately perked up. However, he soon realized that other than some lingering aura of death, there was nothing else behind door number two.
At this discovery, Lin Jin's heart sank.
This was bad.
In a situation like this, there was lingering aura of death but no zombie inside. This meant that someone had gotten to it first.
Lin Jin was frustrated.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. He had already 'snatched' one so he didn't have the time to deal with the other one. Even if the Demonic Appraisal Association hadn't taken it away, Lin Jin wouldn't have been able to deal with it.
The previous one was already dangerous enough. If there was another one, something bad would definitely happen.
Hence, despite his reluctance, this was inevitable.
This made Lin Jin wary. The Demonic Appraisal Association had taken away the zombie behind door number two and they had suffered a great loss at door number three. In addition to the grudge between them, Lin Jin had to be on his guard.
Who knew, they might already be preparing for revenge.
Lin Jin sighed.
He could only deal with the situation as it came. Fortunately, he had plenty of powerful helpers on his side and they were all within Tianxuan Royal City. Even if the Demonic Appraisal Association wanted to invade, they would have to think twice. Even if they did, Lin Jin wasn't afraid.
At most, they would just have to fight it out.
Lin Jin returned to Peach Blossom Residence where Little Library and Shang'er were already waiting for him. This time, Lin Jin told them about the Demonic Appraisal Association.
As for where the zombies came from, Lin Jin could only drag 'Curator' into it. After beating around the bush for half a day, Lin Jin finally managed to deceive him.
Upon hearing that someone would be coming for revenge, and that the other party was a powerful one at that, Shang'er was elated. This way, Lin Jin wouldn't chase her away. Shu Xiaolou, on the other hand, looked excited. It was obvious that she enjoyed fighting.
However, Lin Jin felt that it was better to plan ahead.
He asked Shang'er if Big Yellow had woken up.
In less than ten minutes, a figure flew out of Peach Blossom House, heading straight for Jade Dragon Kingdom.
Lin Jin instructed Shang'er to bring Goldy over as soon as possible. Of all the beasts Lin Jin had, Goldy was undoubtedly the one with the greatest potential. If this rooster with the Golden Crow's bloodline went all out, even Lin Jin might not stand a chance.
Moreover, Goldy's flames were different from Xiao Huo's. The enemy might have zombies as well so bringing Goldy over was definitely the right choice.
If time allowed, Lin Jin would even get Zhao Jingyan to come as well.
Zhao Jingyan's pet beast, the phoenix, was equally powerful. With Lin Jin's help, no matter who came looking for trouble, they would be served with a fire that could burn them to ashes.
Truth be told, Lin Jin was a little intimidated by zombies. They were invulnerable to weapons, water, and fire. Even if he brought Goldy and Zhao Jingyan here, they might not be able to handle them. But now, Lin Jin had no other choice.
As the saying went, know thyself and thy enemy.
Suddenly, Lin Jin remembered something else.
That was the zombie itself.
Now, Lin Jin could basically confirm that Daolord once owned the Visitation Hall and even the Museum of Deadly Beasts. This would explain how he became the world's number one expert back then.
If that was the case, only someone related to Daolord could refine zombies in the Visitation Hall.
Among those related to Daolord, the only one who could be related to the word 'zombie' was one of his six disciples, a corpse cultivator of the six beasts.
Lin Jin's heart lit up.
'That's right. '
This was a direction. Now, it seemed that the corpse cultivator was the only one who could possibly refine zombies. Lin Jin had once crossed paths with the insect cultivator of the six beasts and they even fought to the death. In the end, he managed to kill the insect cultivator by sheer luck, and that was how he obtained the immortal-binding rope.
Since they were Daolord's disciples, they must have lived for at least several hundred years. Lin Jin couldn't afford to underestimate such existences. He had to plan ahead and plan ahead.
'Perhaps Daolord's Heavenly Tome contains information about his disciples. If that's the case, I must borrow Daolord's Heavenly Tome as soon as possible, 'Lin Jin mumbled to himself.
But before that, he had one more thing to do.
And that was to inform Zhao Jingyan.
Lin Jin couldn't wait for the Visitation Hall to reopen as that would take a few more days. He thought of an idea. Since he could already open doors number 2 and 3, he might be able to open door number 12 too.
Number 12 was Zhao Jingyan's wooden door.
As for what would happen after he opened it, Lin Jin had no idea. But there was no harm in trying.
In any case, Lin Jin was now addicted to pushing doors.
Entering the Visitation Hall once more, Lin Jin put on the curator's mask and walked up to door number 12. He reached out to push it open.
"Open!"
Crimson flames erupted from Lin Jin's body. With his previous experience of opening doors number two and three, Lin Jin easily pushed door number twelve open.
He really did it.
Lin Jin was overjoyed.
He had just stumbled upon another secret of the Visitation Hall. As the curator, he could actually push open other visitors' doors. Although he didn't know what this was for, Lin Jin thought it was a good start.
Behind door number twelve was a mysterious space. Lin Jin stepped inside. Although it was pitch-black all around, he could see something flickering in and out of sight not too far away.
It was wooden token number 12.
Lin Jin perked up and reached out to grab it. Strangely enough, there was nothing here but Lin Jin's hand was met with an endless resistance.
For the first time, Lin Jin was forced back. That resistance was clearly stopping him from getting closer to wooden token number 12. However, Lin Jin could now get a clearer look. It was as if there was a layer of glass shrouded in mist. On the other side of the glass was a silhouette whose figure resembled Zhao Jingyan.
Wooden token number 12 was hidden in her dress.
Lin Jin had a rough idea.
This time, Lin Jin mustered all his strength and extended his hand as if trying to pierce through a transparent wall of air. This time, Lin Jin was using all his strength. His body was inching closer and closer to the wooden plaque.
When he was about two feet away, Lin Jin knew he couldn't get any closer.
This place had already reached his limit.
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