Lin Chen kicked Zhang Chuliang another ten or so times before finally stopping, and then he kicked him like a ball right to the elevator door.

Lin Chen picked up Zhang Chuliang like throwing out a dead dog and tossed him into the elevator, giving a cold warning, "This is the first time, if you dare to bother my wife again, I'll throw you straight out the window."

At this moment, Zhang Chuliang in the elevator had been kicked until his originally portly body swelled up even more, his hair covered in dirt, his face as swollen as Zhu Bajie.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and he sat inside, gasping for air, "You just wait, kid. I won't let you off."

Before his words could finish, a trash can flew through the gap and landed directly on his head.

Accompanied by a painful howl, the elevator slowly descended.

Lin Chen clapped his hands and said to the onlookers, "Disperse, go back to work."

After returning to the CEO's office, Lin Chen saw Xue Ying looking somewhat unhappy.

Xue Ying sighed, "You've had your fun beating him up, but you've cost me another loan!"

"What happened? Are we in a tight spot for money?" Lin Chen asked.

Xue Ying nodded, "Going public isn't as simple as you imagine; it requires capital, a lot of capital, and right now we have a hole of over a billion. I was planning to get a loan from the bank, but now that you've beaten their son so badly, how can I ask them for money?"

"So that's the situation. Why didn't you tell me? I'm such an incompetent chairman, letting all the pressure fall on you alone," Lin Chen realized only now.

"Even if I told you, such a huge gap wouldn't be easy to fill!" Xue Ying sighed.

Lin Chen thought for a moment, "Who says I'm broke? I've got plenty of money." Rummaging through his pockets, he took out everything—eighteen dollars and fifty cents—and slapped it onto the table.

Looking at the money on the table, Xue Ying's face instantly darkened, "Are you joking with me?"

Lin Chen smiled, "You're just too serious. Just a little joke. Leave the money issue to me; I'll get it sorted. In three days, I'll bring you ten billion down to the last cent."

"Really?" Xue Ying looked skeptically at Lin Chen.

"Just wait and see." Lin Chen smiled confidently.

"Lin Chen, you're not going to rob a bank, are you?" Seeing Lin Chen's solemn expression, Xue Ying asked worriedly.

Lin Chen almost collapsed with frustration and said to Xue Ying, "Do you really think I'm that much of an idiot?"

"Rest assured, ten billion, not a cent less. I'll bring it to you," Lin Chen reassured her and walked out of the CEO's office.

As he left the company, Lin Chen walked along, pondering his options for acquiring the money.

Ten billion wasn't a small amount; where could he get such money?

It wouldn't be great to borrow from Old Su; that's a last resort. Besides, he only had a million in his bank account.

After a moment of thought, Lin Chen's eyes lit up.

Suddenly, he remembered the Spiritual Liquid. That stuff was incredibly valuable—one bottle alone could fetch a billion. If he could get ten bottles, wouldn't that solve the problem?

He already had the Fire Spirit Flower, and he guessed that the other ingredients must be on the Five Spirits Mountain, though they were probably in more dangerous areas. Furthermore, such spirit plants were likely guarded by Demon Kings, making them difficult to extract.

But since he had promised Xue Ying, even if it was risky, he had to try.

He glanced behind him; sure enough, someone had been keeping an eye on him from not too far away. It was definitely people from Evil Spirit Island.

These guys were really annoying.

Lin Chen turned a corner, and with a thought, he activated his invisibility and disappeared.

After a while, a young man with a cigarette came hurrying over and was startled to find no one around.

"Dammit, even I, Wu San, lost someone. Such lousy luck," he cursed, stomping his foot in anger before turning to leave.

Just as his figure vanished, Black Demon appeared not too far away.

"Boss, I've been keeping an eye on that guy, but how can you be without protection?" Black Demon communicated with Lin Chen telepathically.

Lin Chen smiled, "Don't worry, I have my ways. They won't be able to find me."

By this time, Lin Chen had already entered Five Spirits Mountain. "System, can you scan for the other four types of Spiritual Medicine?"

"I can't. There are restrictions set upon this mountain. Even I can only scan within a few hundred meters, unable to cover the entirety of Five Spirits Mountain."

What secrets does this mountain hold? Lin Chen was curious.

"Once you defeat Zhou Ci and enter the Spiritual Spring, you will naturally find out."

While speaking, Lin Chen had entered the Eighth Heavy Mountain, and even in an invisible state, he was extremely cautious.

After all, even Demon Kings were minor characters in the Eighth Heavy Mountain, and there were even celestial demons present.

After wandering around the Eightfold Mountains for half a day, Lin Chen couldn't find the other four components of the Spiritual Liquid. Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from not too far away.

"It's humans. To survive in the Eighth Heavy Mountain, they must be superpowered beings," Lin Chen thought as he flashed onto a large tree.

He saw a girl in white, surrounded by a dozen superpowered beings, with her body full of wounds and leaning against a tree.

"Tang Bao'er, stop struggling and come back with us," one of the superpowered beings said coldly.

"To go back with you? I don't want it; I've had enough of those days," the girl retorted breathlessly.

"Heh, what's so bad about being the saintess of our Five Poisons Cult? Tang Bao'er, you are a one-in-ten-thousand treasure," the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Hmph, what saintess? Whoever wants to be, let them be. I'm not going back with you," the girl snorted.

A hint of ice appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "Since you're not willing to cooperate, don't blame us for being ruthless. Even if you die, we will turn you into a poison corpse."

As his voice fell, the middle-aged man gestured, and the dozen superpowered beings cautiously approached Tang Bao'er.

Determination flashed in Tang Bao'er's eyes; she would not go back to that horrible place: "Since you wish to die, then fine, I'll die with you. Let's see just how powerful this Five Poisons Sacred Body of mine is."

As Tang Bao'er was about to ignite her poison body and die together with her assailants, suddenly a voice appeared in her ear: "Little sister, don't be rash. I'll save you."

Tang Bao'er was shocked and looked around, but there was nobody in sight.

Suddenly, someone took her hand and pulled her, running swiftly towards the forest.

The group of people slowly approached Tang Bao'er, but the face of the leading middle-aged man suddenly changed.

Because he saw a thick fog suddenly rise in front of him, and Tang Bao'er had disappeared into the mist.

"Damn it! Go after them!" the man's expression changed as he ordered the others to follow him.

However, in the spreading fog, the figures of Lin Chen and Tang Bao'er were nowhere to be found.

"Why, why is there suddenly such a thick fog?"

The middle-aged man slammed his palm against a large tree next to him, and to anyone's astonishment, the tree withered rapidly, visible to the naked eye.