Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 421 - 396: Gifting You 10% of the Great Sui Country’s Fate!

Chapter 421: Chapter 396: Gifting You 10% of the Great Sui Country’s Fate!

The first thought that flashed through Zhang San’s mind was to flee!

Although at this moment Zhang San did not know where exactly he should flee to, he gradually recalled that he was just looking for a place to eat some food and drink some wine, and then he encountered a woman with a veiled face.

Even though her face was covered by a veil, Zhang San could tell just by looking at the space between her brows that she was a great beauty, definitely a great beauty.

Let’s just say that, just by seeing those eyes, you could imagine how beautiful her face was.

So beautiful that the instant you imagined her face, you wouldn’t even care to think about how long and white her legs were or how big and full her curves were.

However, as soon as she sat down across from him, she gently removed her veil.

Zhang San was so full of anticipation that even he held his breath and stared intently.

Then, there was no more ’then’.

The next time Zhang San was conscious, it was now.

As for what exactly had happened during that time, Zhang San really wanted to know.

But as Zhang San lifted his head and saw the Nine Palaces Star Disk in the sky with countless stars rotating, seemingly engaged in some complicated deduction and manipulation, he vaguely felt that something was not quite right.

Although Zhang San could not pinpoint what exactly was wrong at the moment.

But danger was certain!

Because he did not know what had happened during this time, and his location was exactly where the Floating Corpse Case’s formation was.

If someone saw him here, he feared that no explanation would suffice.

With this in mind, Zhang San, in desperate straits, took a Signal Firework from the Gluttonous Bag and fired it towards the sky.

Whoosh—

As a firework burst into the sky, the Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office patrolling nearby noticed the distress signal coming from the direction of Daye Fang.

Seeing the Town Martial Office’s signal for help in the southern sky, Mozi smiled lightly.

He guessed that it must be Zhang San, the young fellow, trying to think of a way to extricate himself.

Hopefully, this time he could be safe and sound.

After Zhang San had sent out the signal, he immediately employed the Thunder Method to start destroying the formations that were operating around him.

However, as the thunderbolts fell, these formations behaved as if they did not exist before his very eyes, rendering all his lightning strikes futile.

At this moment, Zhang San had already concocted a set of excuses for himself, reasoning that he had deduced the ultimate location of the Floating Corpse Case was to the south, so he had been searching in the southern part of the city all along, and by the time he found this place, it was already too late, someone had died.

So, he had hurriedly attempted to destroy the formation, but realized he could not do so with his own abilities and had to call for help.

Yes!

That’s the way it was!

Zhang San was very satisfied with the excuse he had just concocted, but then he suddenly felt as though some special aura, or something unknown yet compelling enough to make him involuntarily look over, had caught his attention.

Zhang San looked up at the white Nine Palaces Star Disk in the sky and saw countless ethereal auras flying in from all directions and entering the white star disk above.

Especially from the Imperial Palace, where powerful auras surged towards the sky.

One of them even emitted a faint yet majestic golden light.

As the white and golden colors in the Nine Palaces Star Disk shone and intertwined with each other, they merged, and in the end, forty-five bright stars were reclassified within the Nine Palaces grid, five stars in each square.

Five stars gathered together to form an even brighter star.

Eventually, nine giant stars grew brighter and brighter until they finally connected into a chain that descended from the sky and moved towards the direction of Daye Fang.

Zhang San’s eyes widened as he watched the nine giant stars transform into a beam of white light that fell before him, becoming the likeness of a young boy about eight years old.

This boy’s face looked exactly like the image of the young boy that his older sworn sister had shown him once.

Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Palace, the young boy curled up under the Dragon Throne trembled all over, his lips turning purple, and finally, with a violent spurt of blood and a thunderous explosion,

Mozi’s counterfeit Imperial Palace blew up spectacularly.

Everyone was tossed out of the concealed and shrunken Imperial Palace.

At that moment, whether they were strong practitioners of the Purple Mansion Realm or members of the Imperial Family, all fell heavily onto the ground, and many were severely injured by the explosion caused by the destruction of the wooden structures.

Even Mozi almost vomited blood.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright?"

At this moment, Kaihuang, who had fallen to the ground, looked at the little boy lying not far ahead. Gritting his teeth, he stood up, mustering his strength to walk over and took the boy into his embrace.

"Little Seal, are you alright?"

The Crown Prince, who had initially thought that his father would come to help him up first, never expected that it would be that little boy once again!

Thus, the Crown Prince got up from the ground and hurried toward his father, not noticing that King Jin had already pulled the Princess Consort of Jin, Xiao, to help Empress Dugu to her feet.

"Father, who exactly is he? I saw him before in front of the palace, and he said there was a great distance between us. Could it be?"

The Crown Prince said, glancing at Empress Dugu, suspecting the boy was Kaihuang’s illegitimate child.

That’s why he had been kept in the Imperial Palace, simply dressed, but had never been formally introduced to him.

Kaihuang didn’t seem to notice the dissatisfaction in the Crown Prince’s eyes but simply held Little Seal in his arms and softly said, "He is the Great Sui Imperial Seal, the embodiment of the Imperial Path’s principles!"

At these words, a moment of surprise couldn’t help but cross King Jin’s face.

Although he had noticed the little boy earlier, he did not know his identity and felt it inappropriate to inquire at that time.

But now that the Crown Prince had asked, he realized that the boy was what he most wanted to possess.

And the Crown Prince couldn’t help but turn pale as he remembered Little Seal’s earlier words about the distance between them.

At this moment, Little Seal looked at Kaihuang and spoke weakly, "Three-tenths... national Qi Luck..."

As he spoke, Little Seal glanced toward the Nine Palaces Star Disk in the night sky.

Mozi, standing not far away, finally understood why his woodcraft making had suddenly exploded.

The onslaught of three-tenths of the Imperial Family’s Qi Luck was not something his woodcraft making could withstand - to create something that could weather this Qi Luck’s impact was beyond his current skills in woodcraft making.

Meanwhile, Kaihuang noticed the nine stars forming a straight line in the sky before falling toward the south.

"Chase!"

At Kaihuang’s command, several people, despite being severely injured, still rushed toward the south.

But most of them leapt up only to fall back to the ground, as the impact of three-tenths of the Qi Luck, coupled with the damage caused by the quality of Mozi’s woodcraft making, was truly ferocious.

Pharaoh glanced at these useless Purple Mansion Realm warriors, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I’ll go after it."

As he spoke, Pharaoh softly called out, "Chase," and instantly runes gathered around him, shooting him toward the south like a meteor.

At this moment, Zhang San was still somewhat bewildered by the eight-year-old boy before him.

The boy, seemingly unaware of Zhang San’s tension and confusion, smiled at him and said, "Don’t worry, what the Yuwen Imperial Clan promised you, they will accomplish."

At that moment, Zhang San could be certain that his predecessor must have struck some deal with the Yuwen Imperial Clan, which explained why such an elaborate scheme had been set up in the Capital.

He had almost gone from being the designer of the plan to becoming a chess piece about to be crushed on the board.

"Can I change my request?"

Zhang San didn’t know how his predecessor had negotiated with the Yuwen Imperial Clan, nor did he know what his predecessor truly wanted to achieve with all this.

But Zhang San was sure something must have happened during the time he lost his memory.

It meant, although he was a transmigrator, perhaps the soul of his predecessor still lay dormant within this body.

Once the other soul fully awakened, he might be finished.

Therefore, he had to find a way to do something, not just for himself, but at least not to let his predecessor succeed.

The little boy laughed and said, "What do you want? Tell me."

"I need a powerful soul-strengthening method and cultivation resources for strengthening the soul, do you have these?"

The boy smiled indifferently and said, "Isn’t that almost the same as what we agreed upon originally?"

Zhang San was taken aback, never expecting that the thing he wanted to change to would be exactly what his predecessor had wanted.

Then, the little boy slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, a golden stream of Qi swirled around.

"The Taiping Jiugong Formation not only revived me but also allowed me to regain the Imperial Path’s Qi Luck that originally belonged to the Yuwen Imperial Clan, a full three-tenths of the Great Sui’s Qi Luck. Now, dividing it into three, I give you one-tenth as a repayment for my resurrection. But once this debt of gratitude is repaid, if we become enemies in the future, I will not show mercy."

As the boy spoke, a golden stream of Qi shot from his palm toward Zhang San’s forehead.

For some reason, Zhang San felt an inexplicable sense of crisis, even though it was just Qi Luck entering his body.

"San Lang, be careful!"