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Chapter 163: 165: Divine Artifact - Aladdin's Lamp

Chapter 163: Chapter 165: Divine Artifact – Aladdin’s Lamp

“Aladdin, you’ve finally returned. Did you encounter any problems on the way?” Qin Muye asked with some concern.

Aladdin wiped the sweat from his forehead. His round trip had taken three days, but fortunately, he had not encountered any danger along the way.

“Thanks to your blessing, Prince, I had no problems. Here is the lamp you requested. I brought it out from the treasury, and indeed, my father had placed it there,” Aladdin said, breathing a sigh of relief.

With that, the treasure was his.

This time, he had made a considerable haul, picking up a bag full of gemstones and some beautiful fruits. With these items, he and his family would be able to live comfortably.

[Aladdin’s Lamp]

[Rank: Divine Artifact]

[Attribute]

[Summon a Lamp God who masters the Prayer Technique to serve you, the effect of the Lamp God’s Prayer Technique depends on your rank.]

‘Holy crap, a Divine Artifact?’ Qin Muye hadn’t expected it to actually be a Divine Artifact. What was Zeus thinking, giving such a thing to Aladdin to mess with Sisyphus?

The Prayer Technique was basically a wish machine. In Qin Muye’s hands, it could only exert the power of a third-rank, but in Aladdin’s hands, it was not necessarily limited to that.

Behind Aladdin stood Zeus, the King of Gods. Qin Muye guessed that at the very least it would start at eighth rank, with no upper limit.

Didn’t you see that the lamp was named after Aladdin? That indicated it was directly his.

“Thank you, Aladdin. You are truly my benefactor. Perhaps it wasn’t a good thing for you to learn from me. I think I should introduce you to the Princess of Corinth, the beautiful Princess Bedel,” Qin Muye said thoughtfully.

Upon hearing this, Aladdin was also visibly shaken. He hadn’t expected Qin Muye to say such a thing.

“Three days ago, when you went to retrieve the treasure and the lamp from the treasury, the King of Sisyphus had invited me to a banquet. Although I haven’t met Princess Bedel, I have also learned from the King of Sisyphus’s mouth about the princess’s beauty; she is truly a match for a fine young man like you!” Qin Muye said, patting Aladdin on the shoulder.

Aladdin was nearly stunned by this unexpected surprise, but he soon regained his composure.

“But Princess Bedel is so noble, I am merely a tailor’s son, not worthy of her, and the King of Sisyphus would never agree to this,” Aladdin remained calm and not swayed by Qin Muye’s words.

“Of course, there’s no problem. I’ll introduce you, but you need to offer these gemstones and treasures to the King of Sisyphus as a gift when you meet him. I think you can afford that much, right?” Qin Muye said.

For Aladdin, these gemstones and treasures were trivial, as the treasury was full of them.

He had only taken so few because he knew he couldn’t carry much over such a long distance.

But for Qin Muye, these were no ordinary gemstones and treasures. They contained a divine power, and it was precisely because of this that the Lamp God was able to exert a power beyond its rank. The entire treasury was supplying energy for the Lamp God.

Qin Muye couldn’t tell what this divine power was; he guessed it might be related to Zeus, but Queen Moluo Po would definitely be able to see it, given that she was a divine being of the sixth rank.

“Alright, my fine young man, I’ve given you the opportunity. You can also refuse this kindness and continue to learn from me for another month. But I think a month of learning from me cannot compare to marrying Princess Bedel, right?” Qin Muye said, enticingly.

To be honest, Qin Muye’s original plan was to directly send Aladdin to the Lettuce Lady to soak in the Nourishment Liquid, but the waters were too deep here, and he couldn’t handle it.

No… it wasn’t just deep water here, but a sea, the Sea God of the last era was crammed in here.

Stepping into this, it wasn’t a matter of drowning or not drowning anymore, but how deep into the sea trench he would sink.

So he devised a way to cut his losses and salvage the situation, otherwise, it really would turn out bad.

The story of Aladdin’s Lamp ultimately ends with him marrying the princess, and he simply skipped over the intermediate details. Just arranging for the princess would do.

The process isn’t important, the result is more important. As for what followed, he couldn’t do anything about it. Now that the lamp was in his hands, he couldn’t expect him to give it up, as he naturally understood the importance of a Divine Artifact.

“Well… thank you, Your Highness, I…” Aladdin never expected that this prince from a distant foreign land, whom he had never met, would treat him so well; even his own father had never treated him this nicely.

Qin Muye didn’t know that, or else he would have definitely commented that his father, although somewhat tricky, truly cared for him; those who didn’t were already dealt with by Hera.

Even Hercules couldn’t withstand it and only became divine after dying.

This was enough to show how petty Hera could be.

“Your father and I are close friends!” Qin Muye said forcefully. Now that he had the Divine Lamp, it wouldn’t just be calling someone a close friend—even calling someone ‘dad’ would be fine. If calling someone ‘dad’ could fetch a Divine Artifact, Qin Muye would shout it until all the gods in the fairy tales went bankrupt, having to transform his entire body into vocal cords, the kind that could yell it tens of thousands of times a second.

With such pressure, one starts thinking about breaking through and relieving stress. The grand path wasn’t feasible for Qin Muye and he had no choice but to resort to unorthodox methods.

After all, ways to make money are described in criminal law, and, luckily, neither in Magic Continent nor in fairy tales is there such a thing as criminal law; this allowed Qin Muye to thrive.

Listening to Qin Muye, Aladdin’s mother had tears in her eyes. Although Mustafa had been poor all his life and stood guard over a treasure mountain for so many years, having such a close friend was enough for her.

Qin Muye considered himself a paragon of righteousness.

Even though he shamelessly took Aladdin’s Divine Lamp, he also provided a beautiful wife and a well-connected mother-in-law. Otherwise, if Hera had found out, Qin Muye would have had to dance on his grave every year.

Without significant power, even Zeus might not have been able to protect Aladdin; otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to live in such poverty for so many years… well, Zeus has always been like this, caring only about the process, not the outcome; many of his illegitimate children also live quite miserably.

Thus, Qin Muye had reason to believe that the unlucky soldier was also a child of Zeus.

‘Wait a minute… seems like a bug here?’

Qin Muye realized, if that soldier also came to Corinth Kingdom, to whom would Princess Bedel belong?

After all, in the original stories of both characters, they both married the princess, and the fate of the king seems… not so great.

But for now, it seems Aladdin has a better chance of winning as his Divine Lamp is a Divine Artifact Level Treasure, while the soldier’s lighter is merely an Advanced Treasure.

This disparity just became apparent.

Qin Muye guessed that the soldier was probably Aladdin’s backup plan. If Aladdin truly failed, then the soldier would step in and reveal his true colors.

“Alright, you get ready first, clean up and go buy some decent clothes,” Qin Muye said, pulling out plenty of Gold Coins: “Don’t use your gemstones and curiosities, use these Gold Coins.”

“Remember, first impressions are very important.”

Hearing this, Aladdin was incredibly touched.

“Thank you, uncle, I will definitely succeed!!!” Aladdin felt like Qin Muye was his own kin; otherwise, who else would help him like this? So he didn’t even call him ‘Your Highness’ anymore, directly addressing him as uncle, as Qin Muye had mentioned that he and his father were close friends, and he couldn’t disrespect him by using the wrong familial term.

This made Qin Muye a bit nervous—what if he met Zeus and could he call him brother just because he called him ‘uncle’?

“Don’t worry, I will make sure you’re settled before I leave. Go take care of things, and I’ll go loosen up some connections for you,” Qin Muye felt he had to leave quickly before Aladdin could say something else.

After all, he was unsure if Zeus was watching him. He might not act now, but who knew about the future?

After speaking, Qin Muye hurriedly left Aladdin’s home for the royal palace.

As for using the Divine Lamp right away? He didn’t look like a fool; keeping it in the inventory was safer than any other place.

He’d prefer to let Zeus contend with ‘Lord Era.’ If it really came to a contest… he would definitely cower. It’s not like he could stubbornly pretend otherwise, he didn’t want to end up dead, he just wanted to survive.

But this possibility was not high. Zeus surely wasn’t a match for ‘Lord Era.’ Even the King of Hell Leviathan from the Horror Universe wasn’t enough; these two might be evenly matched, or perhaps Zeus had a slight edge.

Using the Divine Lamp would at least have to wait until Qin Muye returned to Magic Continent; it was safer that way. Otherwise, he might rub the Divine Lamp and instead of summoning the Lamp God, Zeus might appear.