"Such a situation has been discovered in other ruins! However, it's quite rare!"
Zhang Jian's gaze wavered as he glanced at the Beichen Pearl.
This matter was indeed quite mysterious.
Even though he had never explored the ruins, Zhang Jian knew that for such a large ruin to be so well-preserved and for numerous treasures in the core area to remain intact, something significant must have occurred here in the past.
There must be something strange about this.
However, he had already secured his benefits.
Whatever strangeness exists with the 'Beichen Pearl' is a matter for Dong Shen Temple and does not concern him.
At this moment, the Jingming Daoist composed himself, took a cautious step forward, and respectfully bowed to Zhang Jian, saying,
"The life-saving grace of sir, this humble Daoist remembers deeply. If not for Mr. Zhang's assistance, I fear I would have already..."
Zhang Jian waved his hand with a smile.
"It wasn't that serious. Even without me, with Elder Huang He present, the State Preceptor wouldn't have been in any danger!"
Huang He Master shook his head and said,
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Zhang Jian glanced at the Jingming Daoist, observing the gratitude in his eyes, his gaze wavering slightly.
This was, of course, intentional on his part.
However, after this event, the Jingming Daoist did not examine the "Beichen Pearl" any further and planned to wait until experts from the Dragon Vein entered this place to conduct the examination.
...
Meanwhile, at the Hundred Families Tavern, Zhang Fu waited for three days, and on the fourth day, he finally saw Zhao Qingshan's figure.
"General Zhao, you've finally arrived!"
After going upstairs, Zhao Qingshan sat directly across from Zhang Fu, his bright eyes fixed on him, and after a moment, he asked,
"Are you the steward from Scholar Zhang's Mansion? Is this the intention of Scholar Zhang, or is it your own?"
Zhang Fu's expression remained unchanged, not surprised in the least by Zhao Qingshan's investigation into his background.
Because Zhang Jian had already mentioned it.
Zhang Fu calmly said, "What difference does it make between what my lord or I mean?"
Zhao Qingshan squinted at Zhang Fu, his gaze steady as he sneered, "The world says Scholar Zhang is a Living Saint, yet I didn't expect him to be such a calculating person!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fu chuckled heartily and shook his head, saying,
"My lord always said that being a Saint does not mean lacking the wisdom to survive or having no desires. A Saint is also a living being, but people only mythologize their virtues, ignoring their mundane side!"
"Perhaps those ordinary aspects are insignificant compared to the achievements of Saints, but we must acknowledge that they do indeed exist!"
Hearing this, Zhao Qingshan's gaze wavered as he raised a hand towards Zhang Fu.
"Hand it over!"
Seeing this, Zhang Fu produced the Talisman in his hand, and after a moment, he said seriously,
"General Zhao, you should think this through. My assistance comes with conditions!"
"You don't need to repay it now, but in the future, you must pay back today's kindness!"
Zhao Qingshan snorted coldly, "I know. I will remember today's kindness!"
"When Zhao promises something, he never goes back on his word!"
Zhao Qingshan's expression was calm; he had considered many things. Now, he's just a life at its end with nothing behind him, so he's not afraid of being remembered by others.
Zhang Fu nodded with a smile, "Good. The world says General Zhao is a man of deep affection and righteousness. I also believe General Zhao will honor his promise!"
Zhang Fu waved his hand, turning the Talisman into a stream of light that flew into Zhao Qingshan's hand. After explaining its usage, he turned and left.
...
At this moment, Zhang Jian had already emerged from the Eastern Emperor Ruins, only to materialize, as he gazed northward with a slight frown.
The crescent moon hung in the sky, and the Evil Qi was overwhelming.
Has a great war erupted between Beichu and Daqian?
And that level of terrifying Evil Qi, the intensity of this war must be beyond imagination!