Chapter 206: What's Your Father's Name

"Zhang Yan, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be trapped in this mine shaft. You're going to get me killed!"

Li Jun's face was ashen as he glared at Zhang Yan, his lips pale and his body weak.

Two days and two nights without a single sip of water, not a bite of dry food.

Even though he had leveled up several times and his physical condition was much stronger than before, he could barely hold on.

"Are we going to die in here..."

Zhang Yan muttered to herself, her eyes filled with terror.

She never imagined the mine shaft would be this terrifying. They had only passed a few forks in the tunnel, and already they couldn't find their way back!

No matter how they walked, they couldn't escape the mine shaft. If anything, they seemed to be going deeper!

"Then you deserve it! Yang Ling didn't even want to bother with you, but you still chased after him. Aren't you just pathetic!"

Li Jun's gaze suddenly turned dark and sinister.

"I wasn't going to tell you, but since we might die in here, I'll just say it—Yang Ling won't live much longer."

"He's not as impressive as you think."

"What are you talking about? Yang Ling is so strong, a Seventh-Rank expert. How could he not live much longer?"

Zhang Yan said instinctively.

Li Jun let out a series of cold laughs. "So what if he's a Seventh-Rank expert? Does that mean he can't be blown to pieces?"

"Blown to pieces?"

Zhang Yan was confused. "Why would he be blown to pieces? Where would explosives even come from in a place like this?"

"You really are stupid. How did I ever fall for someone as dumb as you?"

Li Jun sighed, leaned against the wall, and sat down. He said flatly,

"We players come from all walks of life. Do you really think there isn't a small group of people who know how to make explosives?"

"Let me put it plainly—the Sect Leader of the Immortal God Sect had that skill back in the real world. Now that he's entered the Divine Realm, he's already used explosives to climb to the top. He has more men under him than that worthless Yang Ling, with experts everywhere and talent in abundance!"

"The Immortal God Sect? Even if the Immortal God Sect can make explosives, how would you know that?"

Zhang Yan said, "Stop boasting. You're just trying to make yourself look better than Yang Ling in front of me!"

Li Jun took a deep breath.

"You brainless idiot, the Sect Leader of the Immortal God Sect is my father. He's already established a foothold among the Rong tribe and has made contact with me."

"You've heard of that Luo Yu from the Vermilion Gold Mine, right? The guy who got driven away. In the real world, he was an inspector for the Emergency Response Department. Now he's considered one of my father's underlings."

"Then why don't you go join your father?"

"Why? It's because Yang Ling probably has some treasure on him. I want to wait until he's dead and see if I can grab some benefits!"

Li Jun sneered.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he froze.

That last sentence wasn't Zhang Yan's voice. It was a deep male voice.

"Yang Ling! Thank goodness, we're saved!"

Zhang Yan looked at the newcomer with excitement.

Li Jun's face turned deathly pale, and his eyes flickered. Seeing Yang Ling staring at him in silence, he forced a stiff smile onto his face.

"Brother Yang, I was just bragging. Don't take it to heart..."

Yang Ling, holding the Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe, walked slowly up to Li Jun.

"You bragged with such vivid detail, that's quite impressive."

Li Jun's face grew even paler, and he hated that stupid woman Zhang Yan with every fiber of his being!

"What's your father's name? If you confess honestly, you might live."

Yang Ling said.

Li Jun said, "Brother Yang, I was really just bragging."

Zhang Yan quickly chimed in, "Yang Ling, can we get out of here first?"

Thump—

Li Jun looked down at his knee, which had been pierced clean through by the Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe.

Adrenaline kept him from feeling the pain immediately.

But less than 0.5 seconds later, a wave of excruciating agony surged through him like a tidal wave!

His vision went black! Cold sweat poured out in torrents!

Zhang Yan covered her mouth, her eyes showing disbelief.

"Li Jun, I'll ask you one more time. What's your father's name?"

Yang Ling crouched in front of Li Jun, his voice calm.

Li Jun gasped for air and said through gritted teeth,

"Li Fengxian. My father is Li Fengxian."

"His job outside."

"A university professor."

"His field of study."

"Ch... Chemistry."

Yang Ling nodded. "How do you get in touch with your father? He's with the Rong tribe, and you're in Green Mountain City of Zhao State. It doesn't make sense if it's just a coincidence."

"It's because of the Immortal God Sect! My father entered the Divine Realm before me because he was about to be caught back then!"

"My father said that once I entered, if I ever came across players preaching the Immortal God Sect, I should contact them. They would know who I am!"

Li Jun's face grew even paler.

"Give me a bottle of Golden Sore Medicine. I don't want to die here."

"Players preaching the Immortal God Sect..."

Yang Ling mused. "So there are players who've already joined the Immortal God Sect outside. Once the sect is established in here and the Divine Realm deems it a valid Class Change path, they can directly change classes to Heretic Cultist..."

"H... How do you know about the Heretic Cultist class..."

Li Jun's fear deepened.

Zhang Yan mustered her courage and said softly,

"Yang Ling, could this be a misunderstanding? Li Jun doesn't seem like he has such a powerful father..."

Yang Ling didn't explain. From the moment he'd seen Li Jun, he'd noticed that his occupation on the status panel was Heretic Cultist.

Even if Li Jun had been bragging at first, the strike with his pickaxe had confirmed it.

"How many Heretic Cultists are there at the Vermilion Gold Mine?"

Yang Ling asked casually.

"Just a few. I'll tell you everything."

Li Jun immediately sold out those players.

"How much explosives does Luo Yu have? He didn't make those himself, did he? Has your father already sent people to Green Mountain City?"

Yang Ling pondered. "Your father shouldn't have that kind of ability. After all, the Divine Realm hasn't been open for long. The only way he could have sent explosives here is through the Rong tribe spies he's working with."

Li Jun's eyes were filled with terror. How did this guy know all of this as if he'd seen it himself?

What gave him that kind of certainty!?

"Is this Rong tribe spy in Green Mountain City?"

Yang Ling finished speaking and noticed a flicker in Li Jun's eyes. He immediately smiled.

"Then they're in Changhe Prefectural Capital."

"He Dongfeng of Changhe Prefectural Capital is already dead. He was the strongest spy the Heavenly Wolf Guard had placed there."

"But back then, he wanted to kill Wen Kongxuan, the Director of the Bandit Apprehension Division's Third Division, and bring down Sun Biao, the Director of the Public Security Department's First Division. That would have left one Director's position vacant in Public Security and one in Bandit Apprehension."

"Cui Tao could replace Wen Kongxuan, but who could be promoted to Director of Public Security?"

"It was this guy who delivered the explosives, wasn't it?"

Yang Ling stared at Li Jun.

Li Jun clenched his teeth and said nothing, but his eyes were full of terror.

Yang Ling already had his answer.

"Give me a name."

"I... I don't know his name, but I know he's the big boss behind the Martial Market in Changhe Prefectural Capital."

After Li Jun said this, he deflated like a punctured balloon.

The big boss behind the Martial Market?

Yang Ling was slightly taken aback. He was a bit surprised.

But he didn't know the connections behind the Martial Market. It seemed he would have to return to Changhe Prefectural Capital to talk to Yun Ruo.

"Yang Ling, let me go. I promise I won't cause you any more trouble, and I'll convince Luo Yu to back off."

Li Jun begged.

"One last question. What exclusive skills do you Heretic Cultists have?"

Yang Ling said.