In the yard, Zhong Xiang was sitting under a tree reading, surrounded by a red glow that seemed to constantly guard him, as if he were on alert for something.
"Wow, once bitten by a snake, you fear the well rope for ten years. Is it necessary to be on guard against people like this? What about trust between people? This kid clearly doesn't trust me," Zhang Chen muttered to himself, displeased as he saw the protective red glow around Zhong Xiang, "Who the hell is he on guard against?"
"I say, you look so relaxed while it's chaos outside. Aren't you going to join in the fun?" Zhang Chen revealed himself, standing under the big tree and said to Zhong Xiang.
Zhong Xiang didn't seem surprised by Zhang Chen's appearance. Without even looking at him, he replied, "The Tier Twelve Mysterious ones have shown up. I'm not looking to die."
"How's your old man doing?" Zhang Chen asked.
"That Demon King Zhao Lie is just too fierce. My old man has been severely injured and is hiding somewhere unknown to heal," Zhong Xiang replied.
Yang God experts are no fools. They choose discreet hidden places for healing to avoid anyone ambushing them, as dying that way would be too frustrating.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen showed a knowing look. After such a battle, it would have been strange if Mr. Wu had returned in peak condition without a scratch.
"Did your old man say what the final outcome was?" Zhang Chen inquired.
"The power of the Tier Twelve Divine Being exploded, breaking the tree coffin, causing it and the divine corpse to split. The tree coffin ended up in the hands of the court, while the divine body disappeared, surely taken away by the Demon Race, Prince Pingbian's Mansion, or mysterious Yang God experts. Emperor Dasheng, aiming to prolong his life, naturally prioritized seizing the tree coffin. Actually, the divine corpse is more important theoretically, as it contains endless Great Creation, which can enhance one's power and achieve many unbelievable feats, but alas... everyone in the court is too focused on prolonging life to care," Zhong Xiang's voice was full of regret.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen felt a jolt. The breaking of the tree coffin and the partition of the Ancient Divine Demon body was not good news for him.
That was his niece's body. As her only living relative, shouldn't both the tree coffin and the Ancient Divine Demon body theoretically belong to him?
They were all his!
"What a pity, I wonder if we have a chance to get a piece of the pie," Zhang Chen's eyes showed a hint of greed.
"You're dreaming," Zhong Xiang retorted indignantly, "Where would you find a place at the table? Even though my grandpa contributed to the court, it's still exceedingly difficult to get a share."
Putting down his book, Zhong Xiang said, "Did you come to me for something this time?"
"I need to borrow your flames," Zhang Chen said.
"Now?" Zhong Xiang asked.
"We'll have to wait a few days. With so many people around the mountain now, if someone discovers us, it wouldn't be good," Zhang Chen said with a playful smile.
"Then why did you come to me?" Zhong Xiang asked, irritated, looking at Zhang Chen.
"I figured your place was safe, so I came to hide. Prince Pingbian's Mansion is going crazy with their searches, and I have nowhere else to go, so I thought of coming to you," Zhang Chen said with a grin.
"Do I owe you something?" Zhong Xiang was immediately unhappy, "If Prince Pingbian finds out you're hiding here, wouldn't my house fall out with his mansion?"