The ruler that can connect to the Spiritual World, even if Chen Sanliang didn’t say, Zhang Chen could imagine how precious it was.
"I haven’t seen any ruler!" Zhang Chen replied, his voice full of helplessness: "I only found some trivial silver."
He wasn’t sure if Chen Sanliang would believe him, after all, facing the supreme Twelfth Tier mystery, even if it was incomplete, it was still incredibly valuable.
"Of course I believe you." Chen Sanliang smiled slightly: "You don’t need to be nervous, in this world, the only one I believe in is you."
Zhang Chen was stunned upon hearing this, Chen Sanliang’s gaze shifted from Zhang Chen to the direction of the carriage, he could feel the presence of Han Suzhen in the carriage.
A person who, even after encountering numerous obstacles, still carries the petrified Han Suzhen with him in an attempt to resurrect her, how could Chen Sanliang be suspicious of him?
Zhang Chen smiled wryly and said, "I know you trust me, but I can’t prove my innocence to you."
"No need to say more, we haven’t seen each other in a while, why don’t we chat a bit, after all, the times we’ll meet in the future will become less and less." Chen Sanliang said.
Zhang Chen’s expression became serious upon hearing this: "I’ve heard people say that you destroyed many academies?"
"A group of corrupt Confucian ideas, harming the country and the people, it’s better to destroy them. Only my Enlightenment Dao can be widely spread in the world, becoming the truly unique path." Chen Sanliang’s voice had a hint of fanaticism: "I want to enlighten all the people, to let them understand the principles of Heaven and Earth, so that the will of the people will awaken, and they will no longer be manipulated by the noble families."
Zhang Chen had to admit, at this moment Chen Sanliang’s eyes were shining with light, but Zhang Chen didn’t think his ideas would be realized, because it was too difficult, almost impossible.
"I know you think I can’t do it, I already have thousands of scholars following me, they have entered the Northern Land with me, spreading the Dao, educating the uncivilized demons, educating those demon beasts. As long as those demon beasts and demons learn the thoughts of the Human Race and follow its principles, they will eventually be assimilated by us." Chen Sanliang said: "A single spark can ignite a prairie fire."
"If your grand wish can be achieved, you will surely surpass the Twelfth Tier and step into an unprecedented realm." Zhang Chen’s voice was full of admiration.
Chen Sanliang nodded: "My wishes will naturally come true, but you should be careful, the people of Yellow Heaven Dao are frantically looking for you now!"
Zhang Chen’s face showed seriousness upon hearing this: "Thank you for letting me know."
Zhang Chen had to admit, he had gradually relaxed recently, as the cultivators of Yellow Heaven Dao gradually disappeared from sight, he began to let his guard down.
The two talked for a while more about things after their separation, then Chen Sanliang patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and brushed off the snow on him: "In the future, when we meet within the Human Race, if there is a third person present, do not speak to me, pretend you don’t know me."
Zhang Chen was stunned, not expecting Chen Sanliang to say such a thing, but then Chen Sanliang sighed: "I know myself well, I have offended too many people, they can’t do anything to me, but if they know we are familiar, they will surely take their anger out on you. Take care!"
After saying that, Chen Sanliang turned around and gradually disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving Zhang Chen standing there watching his departing figure in silence.
"That gentleman has an extraordinary aura, he must be a remarkable person." Mrs. Zhang, watching Chen Sanliang disappear, came up and said.
"How do you know that gentleman is extraordinary?" Zhang Chen curiously looked at Mrs. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang smiled smugly upon hearing this: "Don’t underestimate me, it was my keen eye that led me to marry your father back then."
"But in my opinion, although this gentleman’s demeanor is outstanding, he is still far inferior to you; it’s like Heaven and Earth, you have far greater potential than him, he doesn’t compare to even a small part of you." Mrs. Zhang praised Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen looked at Mrs. Zhang in surprise: "You can see my extraordinaryness too?"
Zhang Chen still felt he was quite remarkable; not to mention his Golden Finger, even his status as the master of the Blood Dao destined his lower limit of future achievements.
Mrs. Zhang smiled without saying a word, turned around, and began packing: "It’s time to go."
Watching Mrs. Zhang’s back, Zhang Chen turned his head towards the corpses piled in the snow, a trace of Qi Mechanism flowed from the small furnace they held, turning all the corpses into ash in an instant, melting all the snow within dozens of meters.
"The power is still too great, not controlled well." Zhang Chen shook his head as he looked at the melted snow, at this point, the charcoal fire in his Eight Trigrams Furnace was already fully accumulated, its temperature blazing, terrifying energy escaping, continuously activating more Innate Restrictions inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, making it a bit troublesome for Zhang Chen to control.
Even the charcoal fire in the Eight Trigrams Furnace didn’t need to be replaced; it was still burning brightly, showing no signs of weakening.
Especially after countless piles of charcoal were amassed together, they could last even longer.
A cold wind blew, and Zhang Chen shrank his neck, quickly climbed onto the carriage. Though he had a small stove, he didn’t want to stand in the cold wind, as even with a hot water bottle, no one would want to stand stark naked in minus thirty-degree cold wind.
Sitting inside the carriage, Zhang Fei wrapped himself entirely in animal skins, even covering his hands with bear skin gloves, leaving only his eyes exposed to look at the outside environment. He slapped the horse’s rump, and the demon horse began to move, leaving a trail in the snow.
Even if the snow reached knee-high, for the demon horse, it was still like walking on flat ground, without any difference.
The carriage rumbled away into the distance, leaving a trail on the ground, but it was quickly covered by the wind and snow.
The carriage was extremely steady, with the snow cushioning the road beneath, reducing much of the jolting.
"You can speed up now," Zhang Chen urged Zhang Fei outside after sensing the carriage moving nearly without bumps through the thick snow.
Zhang Fei patted the horse’s rump, the demon horse picked up speed. Watching the snowy scene retreat continually behind him and feeling the piercing cold wind hit his face, Zhang Fei complained: "Oh Zhang Chen, you really are ruthless and heartless, making a child like me endure the blizzard. You are truly my good older brother."
Sitting at the front of the carriage, Zhang Fei shivered, his mouth full of complaints.
How could Zhang Fei’s complaints escape Zhang Chen? Yet Zhang Chen didn’t blame him. Although the other trained in martial arts and awakened his Bloodline Power, he faced the biting cold wind just like an ordinary person.
Never mind Zhang Fei, even if Zhang Chen had a ninth-tier Skill, he still had no resistance against the temperature changes between Heaven and Earth, only enduring the onslaught of wind and snow.
Zhang Chen knew Zhang Fei’s hardship, but now with four people in the carriage, Mrs. Zhang, Zhang Tuowei, and Chengyu were all women, should he have them drive the carriage?
So Zhang Chen handed out the small stove: "Hold it in your arms to warm up for a while, you can borrow this small stove for now."
Zhang Fei glanced at the stove but didn’t take it, instead said: "If you give the stove to me, what about you? I was just complaining casually; a little cold wind won’t kill me. You should leave the stove in the carriage so that mother and the ladies can stay warm, don’t worry about me!"
Zhang Fei was quite manly, his voice full of boldness.
Zhang Chen glanced at Zhang Fei, whose hat was already covered in frost, clearly he was freezing.
Zhang Chen said no more and directly stuffed the stove into his arms: "Just drive the carriage, I naturally have my own way."
Zhang Chen said to Mrs. Zhang: "You all go first, I’ll find a place to hide, and after a quarter of an hour, I’ll use the Escape Technique to catch up."
Zhang Chen thought of a way not to suffer; he only needed to provide Zhang Tuowei with a general direction in advance. Then he could use the sense between him and the Eight Trigrams Furnace to determine their position.
At that point, he would find a spot underground to hide, then use the Escape Technique to catch up, avoiding the need to endure the assault of the cold wind.
Hearing Zhang Chen’s words, there was no reason for those in the carriage to object. Zhang Chen got off the carriage, conjured a three-meter empty space underground with his thoughts, and with a flash of his figure, he directly used the Escape Technique to enter the hollow space to wait.
But Zhang Chen wasn’t idle underground. Instead, he was pondering over his cultivation; at the moment, the bottleneck of his Qi Cultivation Technique required him to overcome it gradually, so the only thing he could cultivate was his Mental Realm.
"If there can be any discovery within the Third Heaven of the Spiritual World, or perhaps some Creation can be found in the Third Heaven of the Spiritual World, that might help me gain Skills or Points. For me, it’s a business deal where I can’t lose. Though upgrading the skills of the Mental Realm requires millions of experience points, the Third Heaven of the Spiritual World is connected to the God and Demon Era, and if there really is a discovery, tens of millions of Points might not be enough."
Therefore, Zhang Chen deemed it worth the gamble to try. He couldn’t just wait for the accumulation of Skill Points, wasting his time day by day doing nothing, letting his time go to waste. Additionally, entering the Third Heaven might not even require Points.
Especially now, having mastered a ninth-tier Skill, Zhang Chen’s heart began to float, feeling he had some skill for self-preservation and should look into a higher Heaven.
"The Princess directly entered the Third Heaven; I might attempt to mimic that. With my current power of the ninth-tier Sun Embers, I should be able to open the Gate of Heaven and Earth, right?" A thought passed through Zhang Chen’s mind: "I now have two ways to enter the Third Heaven, but how should I do it?"
Zhang Chen formed a gesture with his hands, directly entering meditation. The next moment, his figure appeared in the Second Heaven, standing on Buzhou Mountain Peak, his eyes scanned the black clouds in the sky, True God Golden Light flowing in his eyes, searching for the traces of the Gate of Heaven and Earth.
The Princess could blast open the Gate of Heaven and Earth; maybe I could try too?