The number one rebel of the Great Wu

"Still playing dumb here!"

Qin Lan snorted coldly.

"Oh? So that's not what it meant!"

"So, Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Seeing this, Chen Changgeng gave an awkward smile and could only continue asking questions.

"I need you to go into the palace and retrieve something for me."

Qin Lan said calmly.

"Enter the palace?"

Chen Changgeng's heart skipped a beat.

Based on what was said before, what they retrieved is probably not simple.

"I know you have a pass that allows you to freely enter and exit the palace."

"You have also gained the Emperor's trust."

"He even took you to the main warehouse, didn't he?"

"And what I want is in this great storehouse."

You know that too?

Chen Changgeng clicked his tongue in amazement.

It's not difficult to find out that you have access to the palace.

But he went to the warehouse and didn't bring back anything conspicuous, so how did this woman know?

Could she have spies in the palace?

"Your Majesty... is truly all-powerful."

Chen Changgeng chuckled awkwardly.

"However, that warehouse is heavily guarded and requires a special method to open."

"Even if I were willing to help you, Consort Qin... this matter wouldn't be easy, would it?"

Chen Changgeng asked tentatively.

Although I know that Qin Lan brought this up, she probably already has a foolproof plan.

But he always had to ask to see if there was any possibility of refusal.

"A major event will occur in the capital in a few days."

"At that time, all the experts in the palace will gather together."

"That was when the defenses around the large warehouse were at their weakest."

"Just go to the main warehouse, say a code word, and someone will open the door for you."

"At that time, you just need to take your things and escape; absolutely no one will stop you."

"As for the things in that large storeroom, if you want them, just take a few out; it shouldn't be a big deal."

Chen Changgeng had been to the main storehouse, so he naturally knew what treasures were inside.

Those weapons, armor, elixirs, and cultivation techniques—if we could really get our hands on them…

Chen Changgeng was clearly tempted.

Qin Lan knew this.

"However... I wonder what exactly this important matter in the capital that Consort Qin mentioned?"

Chen Changgeng pondered for a moment, then pressed for an answer.

This sounds like a good idea, but whether it will actually work out depends on how big the project really is.

Qin Lan smiled and spoke a few words using telepathy.

Chen Changgeng's expression changed drastically in an instant!

"Take this echo stone."

"You must learn the method of transmitting sound secretly in the next few days."

"Once you enter the palace, you can infuse your true energy into the Echo Stone and then use this mother-and-child Echo Stone to contact me."

Qin Lan reached out and twirled her hand, revealing two egg-sized pebbles, one green and one red. She tossed the green one to Chen Changgeng.

Then he left with his men.

As Chen Changgeng touched the smooth, rounded surface of the echo, he was secretly astonished.

While various schools of thought possess methods for transmitting sound into secret realms, each has subtle differences.

It seems that Qin Lan's method for herself is to resonate with the stone and act like a telephone.

"This woman taught me the secret method of telepathic communication from the very beginning."

"Could it be that I've already become part of her plan?"

The more Chen Changgeng thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed.

But the allure of the treasures in the treasury, and the prospect of using this opportunity to overthrow the dragon throne in the palace, were also tempting factors.

Faced with such double temptations, no matter how great the risks, Chen Changgeng was determined to give it a try.

"You'd better hurry back and practice this so-called 'sound transmission technique'."

"You can't use it if you don't practice well."

"However, the function of this stone is probably not as simple as transmitting sound in secret."

"I reckon this woman can use this to find my location."

"Otherwise, isn't she afraid of running away with the stuff?"

Although Qin Lan told Chen Changgeng what he needed to do, she didn't tell him what exactly he needed to get from the main warehouse, or the password to open it.

Obviously, they'll say it when the time comes.

This woman is still wary of me!

……

late at night.

The Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Since the incident at Beiqing Temple, the Fourth Prince Xiao Ran has kept a low profile.

Xiao Jingtian also failed to uncover any clues, and the matter seemed to have subsided.

Little did he know that his low profile over the past month or so had actually amplified the suspicion surrounding him.

Inside his room, the Fourth Prince paced anxiously.

Take a walk around, and then glance at the moonlight outside the window.

"Why aren't they here yet...?"

"This is driving me crazy!"

The Fourth Prince, Xiao Ran, muttered to himself.

Suddenly, I felt a powerful gust of wind sweep by.

The fourth prince felt a chill run down his spine, and when he turned around, he saw a thin figure standing in the shadows.

The man was wearing a tattered cloak, his entire face hidden in shadow, with the exposed half appearing to be disfigured and extremely ugly.

His clothes were tattered and ragged, making him look like a beggar.

His whole body reeked of a foul stench.

"My lord, you've finally arrived!"

Xiao Ran's face lit up with joy, and he was about to walk over when he subconsciously covered his nose.

He then complained.

"Something really happened today."

"My foolish father seems to have decided that my third brother will succeed him."

"It's such a pity we didn't kill him at Kitakyouji!"

"I really didn't expect the ancestor to come out..."

Xiao Ran looked annoyed.

The beggar-looking messenger gave a cold laugh at the hoarse voice.

"Fourth Prince, don't worry, everything is under the control of the Sect Master."

"Kitakyouji... did not fail; in fact, you could say he succeeded."

"Successful? Successful in what way?"

Xiao Ran looked puzzled.

"Now that my father has become suspicious of me, I'm afraid I won't have any good days ahead."

"What about Third Brother..."

"Fourth Prince, don't panic."

"I have been given a secret mission by the leader of the sect to help the Fourth Prince resolve this matter that is weighing on his mind."

The man chuckled and pulled a small brocade box from his tattered sleeve.

"This is the Dragon-Subduing Pill, personally refined by the Sect Leader."

"After you eat it, you will lose your life force, appearing as if you are in a state of pseudo-death."

"Once this news gets out tomorrow, it will surely cause a sensation throughout the city. Your wise decision to withdraw now is the best course of action."

"However, you need not worry. You will wake up in seven days. By then, you will have been secretly transferred away from the capital, a place of trouble, by me."

"Once this great calamity is over... when all the forces in the capital are severely weakened."

"You reappeared when they were off guard, and with the help of the cult leader..."

"Taking the throne will be much easier than last time."

"Hehehe..."

Hearing the envoy's eerie smile, a hint of hesitation flashed in Xiao Ran's eyes.

After all, what good things could come from this demonic cult?

Whether I can come back to life after this "death" is another matter entirely.

"Can't... I not eat?"

"sure."

"However, this thing is called Fulong Pill, a secret medicine I taught you, and it's not some ordinary poison that makes you appear dead."

"Hidden dragon, hidden dragon... If you want to succeed, you must first lie low and accumulate strength."

"Every leader of the sect must consume this pill before inheriting the Dragon Blood Holy Robe of my Blood Robe Altar and becoming the sect leader."

"Dragon Blood Saint Cloth!"

Xiao Ran's eyes lit up immediately.

"Could it be that the sect leader has agreed to accept me as a disciple?"

"Exactly..."

"I've left this Dragon-Subduing Pill here."

"Whether you eat it or not is entirely up to you, Fourth Prince..."