Even for aristocrats, when poverty reaches the point of not having enough to eat, all you can do is keep silent.
"You have no idea how talented he is. You will regret this!" Han Suzhen said earnestly, looking at her husband.
"An inferior person, what prospects could he have in this life?" Chen Sanliang replied dismissively, his voice full of contempt and ridicule.
However, as he was currently eating someone else’s food, it wasn’t good to speak too much, after all, he was a proud person! Moreover, he was extremely proud, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been arrogant enough to challenge the Saint Dao, to provoke an entire line of tradition. He even dared to directly write a memorial to impeach an Alien King who held real power, causing tension between the Emperor and Prince Pingbian.
Zhang Chen was unaware of the conversation inside the small courtyard. As he walked out of Wang Family Lane, he felt an immense sense of relief. Once he deciphered the writing of this world, the entire world would unveil its mysterious veil to him. Then he could rely on mastering the text to find an opportunity to study the Ancient Text.
Zhang Chen walked out of Wang Family Lane, weaving through the bustling streets. Though there were pedestrians, the air was filled with a dead silence.
"Strange, Zhang Shicheng has obviously been slain by me, but why hasn’t the Northern Land’s drought abated?" Zhang Chen walked along the street, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Logically, after Zhang Shicheng was beheaded and the Walking Flood Dragon pattern was broken, the drought should have been resolved directly, and the vapor should have returned along its original path without the traction of fate. However, today the vapor in the world still showed no signs of returning.
"It shouldn’t be ." Zhang Chen couldn’t figure it out, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn’t quite understand where the problem lay.
"Something’s not right! Could it be that the Walking Flood Dragon isn’t over yet? Or is there something hidden that I don’t know about?" Zhang Chen wandered the street.
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted on the street. A group of officials was rampaging around, constantly searching the passers-by for something.
Zhang Chen summoned the Fox Spirit, ordering it to gather information. It wasn’t long before the Fox Spirit returned: "It’s none other than that Mr. Wuliu. He was robbed last night and directly informed the Prince’s Mansion. Now the soldiers of the mansion are out, looking for suspects among the passers-by."
Zhang Chen watched the officials forcibly seize silver from a merchant and couldn’t help but frown: "This is not searching for lost items; it’s outright daylight robbery."
Zhang Chen didn’t want to cause any trouble, so he commanded the Fox Spirit to use its Illusion Technique to cover him, and then turned into a Vampire Bat and vanished.
In the instant Zhang Chen turned into a Vampire Bat, the Fox Fairy Nannan directly disappeared, implying Zhang Chen hadn’t activated the Transportation Technique, causing the Fox Fairy Nannan to lose all information from the world.
Zhang Chen returned to the Daoist Temple in the afternoon, just as it was noon. Xiaodouding was inside the room practicing Zhan Zhuang, diligently exercising his Power, transporting Qi Blood throughout his body, striving to reach the realm of Seeing God Unbreakable as soon as possible.
Seeing Zhang Chen return, Xiaodouding stopped and complained, "Where did you go this morning? Made it hard for me to find you. You’ve been acting a bit strange these days, moving around all mysteriously."
"I just thought since I just arrived at the Daoist Temple, it would be good to familiarize myself with the temple, get to know some senior brothers," Zhang Chen replied.
"They’re all a bunch of fools, not worth mentioning, what’s the point of getting acquainted with them?" Xiaodouding scoffed and then said to Zhang Chen, "It’s lunchtime now."
Then the two of them looked at each other without moving, delaying for a while before carrying the bucket towards the kitchen. Content orıginally comes from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥
As expected, they were at the end of the line. Lunch was a steamed bun and a ladle of porridge.
The two exchanged glances without complaining and walked back in silence.
In a corner of the kitchen, the Law Enforcement Elder scanned each disciple but, unfortunately, after a long time, he still hadn’t found any clues.
Returning to their room, as expected, the half-eaten pig’s head from last night had been stewed again, and the aroma was locked inside the room by some method used by the Fox Spirit.
"Let me tell you, don’t mess with the kitchen for now. I heard an old guy with Huajin from the Law Enforcement team has started to secretly guard at night. These Huajin old guys are all seasoned and are very tricky to deal with; let’s lay low for a while," Chengyu said as he picked up the pig head meat with chopsticks, tore open a bun, and made a meat sandwich.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen didn’t respond but remained secretly vigilant. The Fox Spirit could only carry a hundred pounds now, and aside from its stealth and ambush skills, it might not be able to take on Dark Force Martial Artists.
After losing the power of Transformation of Illusion and Reality, the Fox Spirit was also susceptible to physical harm. For example, it couldn’t pass through walls and could only move through door cracks.
The two ate the pig’s head clean. Zhang Chen then sent Chengyu away, instructing the Fox Spirit to transport the pig bones to a neighboring temple. After that, he washed up, meditated, and prepared for another Visualization journey to explore the Mysterious World, hoping to find a way into the first level of the Mysterious World.
As Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, forming a mysteriously profound seal with his hands, he fell into a Meditation Realm, his soul once again appearing in that endless darkness, with the golden barrier reappearing before him.
The golden barrier seemed to be shrouded in a hazy mist, distorting the void, stirring curiosity about the world behind the grand veil, inspiring a desire to glimpse all the hidden truths within it.