I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 536, page 2.1-50: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
Unlike predicting the future, it can see all the past and future. Since 'Philu' is just a concept about laws, there is no such thing as possessing time. It has always existed, it's just a matter of the strength of its power.

The 'Feilu' of this era and the 'Feilu' of the future are the same beings, which means that they always live under the surveillance of 'Feilu'.

'Philu' is a unique law governing this world, and proof that it possesses a system completely different from the outside interstellar world. This is a real yet illusory world, but its existence cannot be denied, no matter how incredible it may seem to others.

"History is constantly being revised. No matter what happened in the past, it is always incredibly resilient and persistent in modifying everything that doesn't belong here," Daolin said slowly, picking up his slate and drawing a circle on the clay tablet.

In other words, no matter how much power they used that was not of this era, it will not be known to the future, because history will automatically cover up this flaw, so there is no need to worry about anything that will affect the future.

No matter what, 'Feilu' will always exist, so no matter how things change, there's no need to worry about altering the laws and causing the world to be destroyed; at least they can't do that yet.

“This is the temple’s basement, or you could call it an underground palace. I stumbled upon it once before. Ignoring the traps, there are indeed a few items stored there, and maybe yours is among them,” Dao Lin said softly.

Although he confirmed that his item wasn't there, something was better than nothing, and it was a good thing that others could find their items.

The Crown Prince's artifact is bound to its owner, which means that no one else can obtain it and keep or use it privately; it must be held by the owner himself. Daolin did confirm that the Crown Prince's artifact was there, but that was all; he couldn't help retrieve it. Ultimately, its owner had to go there himself.

"Is this a map of the temple and the underground palace?" Bertias frowned and asked.

"Well, to avoid you taking detours, I've drawn out the route from my memory. Fortunately, although I couldn't go out while I was at the temple, I could move around freely and basically figured out the entire route. But since the clay tablet is too big, you'll need to memorize it yourselves."

Daolin nodded, pointed to a spot on the mud slab, and continued, "This is the bathing pool, but it's also the only entrance to the underground palace." Daolin's expression turned slightly awkward as he said this.

He would never say that while taking a bath, he suddenly slipped and was about to fall when he instinctively grabbed a nearby stone, which accidentally triggered the mechanism leading to the underground palace.

It was too embarrassing to say that, but he still had his pride.

Bertias gave Daolin a half-smile. He probably knew what had happened, but there was no need to expose it.

"Speaking of which, we should have brought Ye Gui along. She has a lot of props, and several of them are hers," Dao Lin said thoughtfully.

“She is currently under the king’s close watch, and has even been imprisoned. It will be difficult for her to break free from the king’s control and go to the temple with me,” Bertias said slowly, frowning.

"That's your problem now. This is all the information I can provide. The rest is up to you. But Noyce is a good choice," Daolin said, offering no further advice.

Although they are teammates and partners, it doesn't mean he will reveal everything. After all, this instance is a test for everyone, not just him. Everyone else should naturally complete their own tasks instead of relying on others for everything. "Even when locked in a room, you can still obtain the information you want..." Beltias looked deeply at Dao Lin and praised, "As expected of someone ranked number one on the IQ list, I admit defeat."

"I was just doing what I was supposed to do, but I accept your praise." Dao Lin chuckled, a confident smile on his handsome face, completely devoid of any humility. This was the praise he deserved.

Bertias looked down at the mud tablet, trying to memorize the route on it. After a long while, he slowly raised his head and said to Dao Lin, "I think I understand why Shui Qi is targeting you so much."

Because she felt so threatened, Shui Qi always felt like she was being seen through when facing Dao Lin, and that no secrets she could keep could be hidden. So Shui Qi wanted to eliminate this person who might threaten her, which could also be considered a form of self-protection.

Dao Lin shrugged, looking utterly helpless.

“It’s almost time. I should leave and prepare for the next move.” After a pause, Bertia added, “You should be safe, right?”

“There’s no safer place than here,” Daolin nodded to Bertias.

Indeed, this was the case. This was the royal palace, heavily guarded to prevent him from leaving. Not only could he not leave, but no one else could approach. Only the king's close advisors and priests were allowed near; no one else was permitted.

In this situation, even an army of undead cannot get close, because the soldiers here have special instructions.

Bertias had clearly considered this as well, nodding in agreement. He wasn't in a hurry to rescue Daolin; in fact, it was far more dangerous outside. Just as Mu Yegui had said, it was best for this princess to be well protected; she was their most important strategist.

With a slight glance at Beltias in his icy blue eyes, Daolin turned and walked to a wooden box, opened it, took out a small box, and then handed it to Beltias.

"Open it and take a look," Daolin said.

Bertias took the box and opened it. Inside was a crescent-shaped silver stone, only the size of a fist, but weighing about ten pounds.

Before Berthias could speak, Daolin explained, "This is the key to the underground palace. I took it when I left the temple. Although the Holy Son must know about this, he won't do anything to you as long as you don't admit it."

“Since I, with my poor constitution, can carry it around, I think you won’t have any problem carrying it either. This weight shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Dao Lin chuckled and said slowly.

"Of course, ten pounds is very light, there is no problem at all."

(End of this chapter)