Zhang Chen silently calculated the distance between the cloud and Prince Pingbian’s Mansion. The mansion covers dozens of acres, so he doesn’t need to aim; he could throw it with his eyes closed.
After a brief estimation, Zhang Chen extended the fuse, casually igniting it and tossing it down through the clouds, immediately transforming into mist and hiding in the sea of clouds before taking off.
It was unimaginable for anyone at Prince Pingbian’s Mansion that someone would throw things down from the clouds.
Furthermore, the explosive package isn’t mysterious. In this pitch-black, thunderstorm weather, not even a Yin God Strong Person would dare to use Soul Emergence to investigate for fear of being struck by lightning.
This presented an opportunity for Zhang Chen to exploit. Following the descent of the explosive package, fireworks burst forth in the dark night at Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, flames soaring into the sky, accompanied by earth-shattering explosions. Countless towers were reduced to rubble, and many lives were lost.
"What happened?"
"Help!"
"Someone save me!"
...
Cries and screams echoed through the rainy night, causing chaos at Prince Pingbian’s Mansion.
The explosion and flames alarmed Prince Pingbian and Mr. Wuliu, who were plotting in their room. Shocked by the sound, they rushed outside to find the mansion engulfed in flames, with countless people having been suddenly killed in their sleep, caught in an unwarranted disaster.
"Could it be that Celestial Thunder has descended? But it shouldn’t be, how could ten or so bolts strike at once?" Prince Pingbian looked at the explosion in the rainy night, his eyes filled with horror.
"This is Zhang Chen’s doing!" Mr. Wuliu recognized the source of the explosion with a single glance.
"Are you certain? Is it really that boy Zhang Chen intruding into Prince Pingbian’s Mansion? Is he aiming for the Divine Demon corpse?" Prince Pingbian’s mind was filled with endless thoughts.
However, the Divine Demon corpse hasn’t been brought back yet. If the opponent is after it, trying to fish in troubled waters, then their plan is misguided.
"Deploy the Divine Archers. Although his item possesses astonishing explosive power, it also has its weaknesses. As long as we use the Divine Archers to hold him back, his demise will be inevitable." Prince Pingbian’s voice regained calmness at this moment.
"Also, order protection for Madam and the young master, so as not to give the opponent any opportunity. Would that boy dare attack the mansion alone? There might be court forces secretly involved, probing us." Prince Pingbian said.
At such times, he chose defense rather than a counterattack.
Seeing that Prince Pingbian’s Mansion was engulfed in flames, Zhang Chen dared not linger, fearing further troubles. He quickly blended with the rain into the city, confirmed he left no trace, and wasn’t followed, before safely returning to the inn, where he saw Xie Lingyun calmly sipping tea inside.
"Was it successful?"
Noticing Zhang Chen enter, Xie Lingyun smiled and asked.
Zhang Chen nodded in response, a smile spreading on his face: "It was successful."
"Good, now the city is in chaos, take good care of yourself. I’ll go reap some benefits amidst the confusion."
After speaking, Xie Lingyun left the inn. Now, with black clouds gathering and lightning flashing, all cultivators below the Yang God realm were subdued. Even Xie Lingyun, who had mastered the Yin Spirit, feared the Celestial Thunder’s might lurking in the darkness.
Watching Xie Lingyun’s departing figure, Zhang Chen began to ponder the dream connection with the Princess. Since the Princess can enter his dreams, does that mean he can communicate with her?
Would he then discover the burial places of those Ancient Divine Demons? Learn the secrets of countless great tombs?
Even more so, uncovering numerous secrets from the Ancient Era, Martial Dao cultivation techniques, and more information, all becoming his to wield?
Being foresighted and insightful in this era, excavating all mysterious Creations, wouldn’t it be fair to say he’d achieve immense success?
"Dear niece! I’ve done a great deed for you this time, you must properly thank me." Zhang Chen mumbled to himself, preparing to sleep and dream.