Chapter 268 Funeral in Flames, Exit!

The Xuanxue professor's mouth twitched upon hearing Hoche's voice, thinking the old fellow was truly ungrateful.

"Fine, then I'll pretend I never said anything."

The Xuanxue professor looked at Zhou Lin beside him, his gaze seeming to say, "I can't help you anymore."

"Professor Huo, let's make a bet on the time. How long do you think it will take me to deal with this thing?"

Zhou Lin tentatively inquired.

Hoche looked at the muddy figures approaching, then quickly turned to Zhou Lin.

"Alright, alright, I'll bet. Twenty thousand yuan, five seconds to end the fight. I believe in you."

Hoche even showed a look of firm conviction.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lin looked contentedly at the people from Sakura Country.

"What do you say, everyone? Want to make a bet too? Or perhaps buy a ticket? This is a scene you won't see again in the future. Want to buy a ticket to witness it?"

Zhou Lin stood before the people from Sakura Country, smiling like a fox.

He waited for their response.

The people from Sakura Country looked at Zhou Lin with fear in their eyes.

At this moment, he still wanted to extort money from them?

"It's not much, five thousand each, in Great Xia currency. What do you say?"

Zhou Lin then held up five fingers, smiling faintly at them.

"We don't have money..."

One of the professors truly had no money; all of it had been taken by this Jinxia.

Getting back was now a problem, let alone solving the issue of basic sustenance.

"We're just students, where would we have so much money?"

"Exactly, Professor Zhou Lin, you can't treat us like this!"

"We're part of the archaeological team, how can you say that?"

These students were all accusing Zhou Lin, almost directly calling him greedy.

"How I get my money is my business, and I have no obligation to protect you. I'm risking my life, and you're unwilling to spend a little money? Then wait for death. I'll act after you're all dead."

Zhou Lin sneered at the students from Sakura Country.

Upon hearing this, the students and professors turned pale and quickly exclaimed.

"You said you wouldn't make us pay! How can you go back on your word?"

The mercenaries on the side also looked at him displeased.

"I won't charge you to save you, but this is a ticket. You must watch. If you watch, you can survive. Time is running out."

Zhou Lin finished speaking and looked meaningfully at the muddy figures, who were now approaching their location.

Jinxia, the other professors, and the students all looked at Zhou Lin with unfriendly eyes.

In the live stream.

"Has your Great Xia gone mad with poverty? How can you treat us like this?"

"You guys are truly detestable! How can you treat our professors like this? You scoundrels."

"Truly hateful! You guys, have you all fallen into a pile of money?"

"Haha, you're not short of money, are you? Then give money! The boss said the ticket is for your people who are stingy."

"Are you going to pay or not? If not, then wait for death."

"I just love people like the boss. These people are so ridiculous, unwilling to pay such a cheap price for their lives?"

Inside the tomb.

"We'll pay. Please resolve this immediately."

Seeing Zhou Lin's demeanor, Zuo Lin knew they had no choice but to pay.

Finally, he had to agree.

"Zuo Lin, this place doesn't need..."

Before Jinxia could finish speaking, Zhou Lin interrupted him.

"Professor Jinxia, you've worked hard. You don't need to pay for this. It's free for you. Come, come, you all pay."

Zhou Lin directly produced his account number and had them transfer the money one by one, inwardly ecstatic. As he finished, he didn't forget to glare at Jinxia, warning that obstructing his earning would lead to a dead end.

Upon hearing this, Jinxia was momentarily at a loss for words. If he refused, would he have to pay himself?

Forget it, it's better not to say anything.

Zhou Lin saw that the money had arrived and then looked at the approaching muddy figures.

"Professor Zhou Lin, save us!"

One of the mercenaries urgently cried out.

A spell appeared in Zhou Lin's mind, and the aura of his bloodline began to surge.

"Sea of Fire Funeral, appear!"

Zhou Lin uttered the final incantation, and a sea of fire appeared in the sky, starting from a light red and eventually turning a deep crimson.

The temperature became terrifying.

Everyone felt sweat pouring down their bodies, unable to control the beads of sweat.

Finally, they watched as the muddy figures opposite them, which were previously wet with mud, began to dry out.

Then, a wall of fire formed in mid-air.

"Captain Zhao, fall back!"

Zhou Lin saw Captain Zhao and the others still standing and shouted at them.

"Retreat!"

Upon hearing this, Captain Zhao loudly commanded his brothers.

The mercenaries from Great Xia quickly retreated backward.

The mercenaries from Sakura Country followed suit, leaving the small muddy figures in their original positions.

As soon as they moved away from the front, an invisible pressure began to descend from above, gradually approaching the ground.

The air became hot, and flames erupted.

Boom... Whoosh...

After the fire walls appeared, they quickly dried out the moisture on the muddy figures.

"Ah..."

The moisture on the muddy figures was instantly drained, turning them into dry soil. As the dry soil turned from black to yellow, and then from yellow to red, they vanished in an instant.

The last of the mud figures had now become mounds of earth, and even the previous mud pit had dried up.

The mud above had cracked.

"Disperse..."

Zhou Lin waved his hand, watching the flames opposite disappear once more.

The entire space retained a faint residual heat, which was still scorching hot.

Hoche stared in shock at the small mounds of earth lying on the ground, then looked at the time on his wrist...

Less than five seconds... only four seconds...

Hoche stiffly turned his neck to look at Zhou Lin beside him.

You bastard, you did that on purpose, didn't you?

That move just now...

Did you deliberately calculate the time, holding it perfectly, just to get his money?

Apart from the Xuanxue professor, Captain Zhao, the students, the students from Sakura Country, and the mercenaries were all staring at the scene before them with their mouths agape.

No wonder Zhou Lin had said before that this scene would never be seen again. This was truly unprecedented!

This ticket was definitely worth it...

Jinxia's pupils were wide with shock, and the wet mud on his body had already dried.

He stared blankly at Zhou Lin opposite him. What was going on?

How did he learn that skill just now?

Even the Anbei family might not possess such ability.