The goblin simply closed its eyes, clearly unwilling to speak further.
Ye Fan tightened his grip, contorting the goblin's right cheek...
As for the sniper rifle that fell, Ye Fan wasn't too worried.
It wasn't that he thought those cultivators wouldn't be tempted.
Quite the opposite.
He was sure those fellows would definitely fight over it.
After all, anyone who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage wasn't a fool. With a little thought, they would know that the previous attack was from the sniper rifle.
The reason he was so fearless was that he knew even if they got their hands on it, they wouldn't be able to use it.
If anyone dared to risk their life and try to fire it, then Ye Fan could only offer them his condolences...
"Stop!" the goblin suddenly roared, "You crude and despicable wretch, how dare you offend the great Lord Kuoluo!"
"So your name is Kuoluo," Ye Fan chuckled, "Then, great Lord Kuoluo, do you perhaps like pomegranate juice?"
At these words, the goblin's complexion instantly changed!
"If you don't like it, I also have Bloody Mary cocktails, grilled sausages, and iced plum juice."
Ye Fan said with a smile, listing a few more names.
At first glance, these seemed like food items, but that wasn't the case.
Each name represented a cruel form of torture!
To be precise, they were punishments inflicted by the cruel High Elves of the Dark Ages upon the Goblin race.
Although the High Elves sounded like elves, they were an entirely different race.
They were a jealous, arrogant, and brutal existence, often considering themselves gods.
Furthermore, they had a pathological aversion to anything ugly!
And goblins, by chance, were not known for their beauty...
In those days, the High Elves captured goblins in large numbers and subjected them to the most brutal torture.
Because they considered themselves the most perfect race, the names of the tortures were chosen with a degree of elegance.
But this did not hide the brutality and madness beneath the elegance!
For instance, the so-called pomegranate juice was made by juicing goblins alive...
During the entire process, they would use magic to keep the goblins conscious, forcing them to watch themselves being juiced...
It was precisely because of the High Elves' perverse habits that the Goblin race was almost wiped out...
Although the later generations of goblins did not experience that terrifying era, they learned of these events through the stories of their elders or written records.
It could be said that these terrifying tortures were deeply imprinted in the genes of every goblin...
"You... you are a devil!"
The goblin could no longer hold back.
Its gaze towards Ye Fan was filled with terror!
"Of course, I'm a very reasonable person," Ye Fan smiled kindly, "Provided you cooperate sufficiently."
"I know..." the goblin drooped its head, its face a picture of misery, "My name is Kuoluo..."
As the goblin recounted its tale, Ye Fan finally understood what was happening.
This goblin's full name was Kuoluo Snuvo, a once-in-a-century alchemy prodigy of the Snuvo family.
He was also the crown prince of their nation.
However, compared to his status and throne, he was clearly more interested in alchemy.
He spent his days locked away in his laboratory tinkering with things, turning himself from a prince into a shut-in...
His life was originally peaceful and fulfilling.
He found immense joy and satisfaction in immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge.
Until one day...
One morning, after having breakfast, he intended to go to his laboratory as usual.
But as soon as he stepped out of his palace, disaster struck!
A massive fireball descended, nearly sending him to the afterlife on the spot...
Before he could even comprehend what was happening, countless specters surged forth...
In his words, he was so terrified he froze solid...
"Then I ran for my life and only learned from my father that the Underworld King was pursuing a traitor," Kuoluo said, still shaken as if the event had happened yesterday, "Later, I heard a deafening explosion, and I lost consciousness."
"When I woke up..." Kuoluo sighed here, "Alas... I was in this damned place..."
"You're saying..." Ye Fan's face was one of disbelief, "You came to this place inexplicably because you were caught in the blast radius of an attack by the Underworld King???"
"Yes..." Kuoluo bared his teeth, pointing to Ye Fan's hand gripping his neck, "Can you ease up a bit... you're hurting me..."
"What year of the Continental Calendar was it then?" Ye Fan quickly asked, "How long have you been here?"
"If I recall correctly, it was the year 13,487 after the Dark Era," Kuoluo replied truthfully, "I've been in this godforsaken place for about a hundred years."
"Holy crap..."
Ye Fan was utterly stunned!
This wasn't right!
If his assumptions were correct, the traitor the Underworld King was pursuing, as mentioned by Kuoluo, was his former self.
Speaking of which, Ye Fan felt quite aggrieved.
In that life, he had transmigrated to the underworld and become an ordinary little skeleton.
Later, with the help of a system, he reshaped his body and climbed his way up, eventually becoming a capable subordinate of Hades, the Underworld King.
Up to this point, it was a very inspiring tale of career advancement.
But it was all thanks to that bastard Lucifer!
As an envoy under Satan, Lucifer frequently visited the underworld.
And Ye Fan, as Hades' right-hand man, also had a lot of dealings with Lucifer.
Over time, they even became good friends.
There was nothing wrong with that initially.
It was beneficial for both sides when the second-in-command of two factions established a good relationship.
However, that beast Lucifer was far too familiar...
Furthermore, Hades' wife also enjoyed making friends...
So, inevitably, they got together...
Because they were so discreet, they carried on their affair for hundreds of years without being discovered.
Neither Hades nor Ye Fan was aware of any of this.
But paper could only wrap fire for so long...
Finally, one day, it was exposed...
When Hades returned from an errand, he was bewildered to find himself cuckolded...
Lucifer, that scoundrel, had been quick enough to escape detection.
At that time, someone had presented Hades with a treasure, and Ye Fan, his right-hand man, was tasked with delivering it to Hades' wife.
After all, she was usually in charge of receiving treasures.
Thus, he was framed...
Persephone, that witch, perhaps felt it was too late to explain, so she threw caution to the wind and pulled Ye Fan into bed with her...
And this scene was precisely what Hades witnessed upon entering...
Ye Fan's mind was in utter turmoil!
After he desperately tried to explain, Hades hesitated for a moment.
After all, Ye Fan's behavior had always been loyal, and he didn't seem like the type to betray him.
But Persephone, that slut, to protect Lucifer, insisted that Ye Fan was the one who had cuckolded him...
Seeing that his wife had stated it so definitively, Hades had no further doubts!
Thus, the pursuit of Ye Fan began, all the way from the underworld to the mortal realm...
And that year happened to be the year 13,487 after the Dark Era!
Ye Fan remembered that when he was fleeing, he had indeed passed through the Goblin Kingdom.
Because of his battle with Hades, it seemed he had caused considerable damage to the Goblin Kingdom.
But the problem was, that was already five to six hundred thousand years ago!
This clearly didn't align with Kuoluo's statement of spending a hundred years after arriving in the cultivation world.
This left only two possibilities.
First, Kuoluo was lying.
But considering the lifespan and timid nature of goblins, this possibility was clearly untenable.
So, only the second possibility remained.
That is, the timeline was messed up!
He had transmigrated for another five to six hundred thousand years after that incident, but only a hundred years had passed for Kuoluo!
It was possible that Kuoluo encountered temporal turbulence on his journey, causing the timeline to become chaotic.
It was also possible that the dozens of lives he had transmigrated through had not followed the linear progression of time.
If the timeline were the trunk of a tree, then the days he had transmigrated through were like branches growing outwards.
After winding around a few times, the branches eventually returned to the trunk...
If it were just this, it could still be considered a coincidence.
However, he had encountered more than one abnormal event during this transmigration!
For example, there were clues or items from different transmigration worlds, or this continent had completely broken down the barriers between two different systems of worlds...
When all these factors were combined, it could no longer be a coincidence!
Thinking this, Ye Fan rubbed his temples, a headache forming.
He seemed to have completely fallen into some kind of vortex, and that vortex was growing larger and larger...