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After leaving Chawan Temple, Lu Yibei used the special ability of her eyes to follow Hong Bian’s past movements, traversing half the city gate and arriving at the Lord’s Manor.
Stopping before the palace-like residence, she frowned as she gazed at a giant that was slightly taller than the Lord’s Manor’s buildings and exuded a considerable Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
“Is this it? I didn’t expect it to actually be here...”
In fact, when Lu Yibei left Daimu Courtyard, preparing to find a way to communicate with Hong Bian, the first place she thought of wasn’t Chawan Temple, but here, the Nangling Commander’s Lord’s Manor.
After the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate was sealed, there was only one place in the entire God Kingdom where such a large creature was stationed as a guard. It was obvious that something crucial to the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate was hidden within the Lord’s Manor.
However...
This was too obvious!
So obvious that it felt like an attempt to cover something up.
Lu Yibei found it hard not to suspect that this was a trap intentionally set by Hong Bian and Dragon Xiang, and that what was hidden in the Lord’s Manor was merely something relatively important, disposable if necessary, but weighty enough to serve as bait.
This wasn’t some “hero defeats demon king” game where powerful elite monsters and gloomy old castles always hid treasures and big bosses.
Anyway, Lu Yibei felt that if she were to fall into slumber somewhere in the future, she definitely wouldn’t choose such an obvious location.
She would probably find a random gasoline barrel, casually set up a thousand or so sealing Spells, cover it with cement, throw it into a river, and simultaneously, a thousand miles away, build an underground palace filled with traps, solidified Spells, and highly toxic Alchemy potions, stuffing a few urban legend inside, and it would be complete.
Of course, vaguely hinting at treasures within the underground palace, incomplete maps and book fragments, and legends about the treasures within the underground palace are also indispensable. As for the treasures placed inside, she could just exchange them on the Dream Come True Journey. Black Peony and Jade Palace Immortal would be very happy to have someone help them share the world’s malice.
“...”
Hong Bian, this guy, is still a bit lacking in the art of being a sly fox, isn’t he?
Or perhaps...
Shaman King came too quickly and fiercely, and Hong Bian and Dragon Xiang didn’t have enough time or opportunity to set up a trap?
Lu Yibei shook her head, muttering to herself, and silently gathered the Spiritual Energy of the Goddess Beiling Seal into her eyes, reactivating their special ability.
Currently, it seems there are no elaborate traps here, which makes things much easier.
Now, she just needs to continue following Hong Bian’s past movements, enter the Lord’s Manor, find his true slumbering place, and then figure out a way to communicate with him.
As for how to prevent Shaman King’s power from continuing to erode the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate after successfully communicating with Hong Bian’s lingering consciousness, Lu Yibei had already started to piece together some ideas on her way here.
As for the giant guarding the gate...
He wouldn’t be an obstacle at all, okay?
Although he once had the terrifying record of effortlessly swatting away Lord Huaiyuan, the Guardian of the Night Watch, as if he were a mere cannon fodder, with a thousand years less Spiritual Energy accumulation, he is far from that powerful now.
Of course, this doesn’t mean Lu Yibei intends to engage in a direct confrontation with this giant gatekeeper.
From a certain perspective, the giant is an ally!
If possible, she still wants to avoid unpleasant things from happening.
Calamity Miss has never been someone who acts unreasonably just because she is stronger than others.
Although she has often attacked allies, attacking an ally now wouldn't make her happy...
Lu Yibei stared at the massive figure in front of her, secretly calculating in her mind that she should use the Goddess Beiling Seal as a foundation to instantly burst forth with a speed beyond the giant’s detection range, directly rushing into the Lord’s Manor.
It would be like when she was late for school, quickly passing through the school gate to avoid the Uncle gatekeeper’s interception.
Or, she could try to use her charm ability to dizzy the giant and just swagger in.
Just then, as the special ability of her eyes activated and Hong Bian’s past figure reappeared in her sight, she suddenly froze, her eyes wide.
Hong Bian was right in front of her, his figure semi-transparent like a ghost, enveloped in a dim, hazy glow, a smile on his lips. He waved at her, as if he had known all along that she would appear at this very moment, and had been waiting for her here. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
“...”
No... he had clearly entered the Lord’s Manor just now, hadn’t he?
Why did he come back?
Was it just a coincidence?
Lu Yibei thought with a glimmer of hope, then, as if she hadn’t seen Hong Bian’s figure, she expressionlessly retreated a few steps, estimating she was out of Hong Bian’s line of sight, and instantly accelerated to her maximum speed, turning and running.
Something’s wrong, plan changed!
Anyway, the Lord’s Manor is so big, it doesn’t just have one main gate. If it doesn’t work, she can try another...
When she saw Hong Bian’s figure appear before a side gate, Lu Yibei’s eyelids twitched violently, and her thoughts abruptly ceased.
Try another!
If that doesn’t work, she’ll just climb the wall!
A few breaths later, Lu Yibei saw Hong Bian “waiting” at the next side gate.
Looking at the figure waving at her from afar, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, goosebumps appearing all over her body. The dignified controller of the Drought God’s authority actually felt her hands and feet grow cold.
Déjà vu, an inexplicable déjà vu!
This was insane, almost on par with that man, her PTSD was about to flare up.
In that instant, Lu Yibei’s mind flashed with what Hong Bian had once said to her and Shen Baiwei.
“In my hometown, dreams are often used by priests for divination; this method of divination is called precognitive dreaming, and priests like to call it a heavenly omen or an oracle. I am not talented, but when I glimpsed a corner of the mysteries of this world, I was fortunate enough to grasp this ability...”
Coming back to her senses, Lu Yibei, no longer holding onto any lucky (lucky) thoughts, took two deep breaths, closed her eyes, deactivated their special ability, and then slowly opened them.
As expected, Hong Bian’s figure had not disappeared and was walking towards her.
It was now confirmed that Hong Bian was indeed waiting for her...
Perhaps he had foreseen this moment through a so-called precognitive dream and made prior arrangements?
Using the power of the God Kingdom, let alone manifesting a phantom, even manifesting a clone would be no problem. Ms. Wang Meili could do it with just a God Kingdom Prototype...
If that’s the case, whether I force my way in or sneak through a dog hole, this guy will probably be waiting for me there, right? Thinking this, Lu Yibei gradually frowned.
She suddenly realized that she had made a mistake in judgment and reacted somewhat excessively, influenced by the psychological trauma left by that man.
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Since Hong Bian could foresee her arrival through a precognitive dream, he should also know her purpose for coming.
From a certain perspective, this phantom could already be considered Hong Bian’s remnant soul...
Facing this phantom, wasn’t this exactly the communication opportunity she wanted?
In short, it was all that man’s fault!
So, when is that man going to die already?!
As Lu Yibei muttered to herself, Hong Bian’s figure had already reached her, bowing his hands.
“Miss Shen, I didn’t expect you to actually come...”
Hong Bian’s lips moved, but no sound came out, yet a voice echoed in Lu Yibei’s mind.
“Didn’t expect?” Lu Yibei froze for a moment, tilted her head to look at Hong Bian, and cast him a questioning gaze.
If you didn’t expect it, then why are you squatting here waiting for me?
“Let’s go, Miss Shen.”
As if he hadn’t seen Lu Yibei’s questioning gaze, Hong Bian gestured for her to follow. freewebnøvel.com
“Where to?” Lu Yibei asked blankly, “Let me tell you, my Old Dad always told me since I was little that girls (boys) should be more careful when out and about, and not run around with people they don’t know very well.”
“Look, we haven’t met many times in total, so we’re not exactly close. Can’t we just talk here?”
Although she wanted to communicate with Hong Bian and then implement her plan to stop Shaman King from eroding the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate, this Hong Bian was not a simple and kind sweetheart like Calamity Miss, so it was better to be cautious.
Hearing this, Hong Bian gave a wry smile, merely walking to a nearby side gate on his own.
With a soft creak, as if someone had opened the door from inside, the wooden door split open, revealing the Lord’s Manor’s back garden to their view.
“Miss Shen, weren’t you just trying to enter the Lord’s Manor? Would you like to come in with me? How about we talk as we walk? To be honest, the core of this Divine Kingdom Jade Gate is within this Lord’s Manor.”
The core of the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate is inside? Lu Yibei frowned, scrutinized Hong Bian, then looked at the garden behind him, and after a moment of hesitation, said, “I can go in with you, but you have to answer my question first.”
Although entering the Lord’s Manor rashly with Hong Bian carried some risk, her plan to stop Shaman King’s continued erosion required the assistance of the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate’s core, meaning she would have to go in sooner or later.
“Why didn’t I expect you to actually come, yet I’m still waiting here?” Hong Bian seemed to have already assumed Lu Yibei would follow, and as he walked into the Lord’s Manor, he explained, “Miss Shen may not know, but even precognitive dreams are not omnipotent...”
While listening to Hong Bian’s explanation, Lu Yibei cautiously followed him into the Lord’s Manor.
When Dragon Xiang was still alive, he rarely stayed in the Lord’s Manor, and the vast Lord’s Manor was already somewhat neglected. Now that Dragon Xiang had passed away for a hundred days, and with Shaman King’s power permeating and eroding it, the entire Lord’s Manor became even more desolate and dilapidated.
The vegetation in the back garden had long withered completely, and the strangely shaped rockeries were covered with foul-smelling, dark green moss and unknown mold. In the distance, the faintly visible pavilions and towers were faded, their paint peeling, covered in a dull, grayish hue.
Some doors and windows were already broken, trembling in the breeze, emitting sobbing “creaking” sounds. Streaks of dirty black cloth and white silk fluttered with the wind, peeking suspiciously through the gaps of the broken doors [N O V E L I G H T] and windows, likely left from Dragon Xiang’s funeral and not yet tidied up.
Lu Yibei walked through the Lord’s Manor, looking at Hong Bian’s semi-transparent figure in front of her, and felt a very subtle sensation.
It was as if she had stumbled into a haunted castle or old house in those urban legend, met the ghostly former residents, and was about to embark on a thrilling and wondrous journey under their guidance.
“The future is difficult to control, constantly changing, and precognitive dreams can only offer a few highly probable possibilities,” Hong Bian’s voice echoed in her mind, pulling Lu Yibei’s thoughts back to reality from her inexplicable fantasies.
He paused, then added, “To be honest, among the many omens I glimpsed through precognitive dreams, the possibility of Miss Shen appearing here was actually the lowest.”
Hong Bian was telling the truth.
Although most of the omens he had glimpsed through precognitive dreams had come true in this war, many details that were not enough to completely determine the outcome of the war had gradually changed over time.
It was as if he had not initially foreseen that the Great Tang reinforcements would never arrive, had not foreseen Shen Baiwei and Lu Yibei bringing Disaster, nor had he foreseen that Shaman King, even after being sealed, would still have residual power to erode and corrupt the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate.
And that Lu Yibei and Shen Baiwei would bring salvation to Yumen Pass, he only finally glimpsed a vague omen after the battle outside the southern city wall of Yumen Pass.
Disaster suddenly turning into salvation, such a starkly contrasting omen, he initially couldn’t even believe it, thinking that Shaman King’s approach was interfering with his precognitive dream.
Fortunately, not long ago, under the impact of Shaman King’s power, his consciousness, which had originally merged with the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate, experienced a brief moment of clarity. He seized the opportunity to use the power of the entire God Kingdom to reconfirm the precognitive dream, finally making up his mind to prepare for Lu Yibei’s arrival in advance.
Even if this advance preparation would exhaust his last shred of consciousness, he would not hesitate...
After listening to Hong Bian’s explanation, Lu Yibei’s confusion deepened. “Since it was the lowest, then you still...”
Before she could finish her sentence, Hong Bian gave an answer that left her speechless.
“Because I believe miracles will appear! Since a miracle might descend and bring salvation to Yumen Pass, it’s worth making some preparations in advance.”
Lu Yibei was momentarily speechless.
For a moment, she couldn’t even ask, “What if I didn’t come? You yourself said the possibility of me appearing here was low.”
Don’t ask, just believe in miracles!
Very good, this is very First Generation Miracle Saint... Wait, no!
Has the current First Generation Miracle Saint already become Shen Baiwei, wearing Fang Ji’s identity? Lu Yibei wondered.
“Miss Shen?” Seeing Lu Yibei momentarily lost in thought, Hong Bian gently called out again.
“Hmm?” Lu Yibei collected herself and nodded, “Speak, speak, I’m listening!”
You clearly didn’t hear my question just now... Hong Bian shook his head helplessly and rephrased his question, “Since Miss Shen has come here, I presume you have already prepared to stop Shaman King. Would you mind telling me how you plan to do it?”
“Guess!” Lu Yibei pouted, “Haven’t you already glimpsed the omen? Why are you still asking me?”
Baldy, I finally caught an opportunity to turn the tables on you, didn’t I?
If only I could, someday, counterattack that man like this, perhaps my psychological trauma would heal? Lu Yibei thought.
“Uh...” Hong Bian looked at Lu Yibei, his mouth twitching, and after holding it in for several seconds, he finally asked, “The precognitive dream only glimpsed the omen of Miss Shen bringing salvation, but it did not glimpse the specific process. I hope you will inform me.”
“Poisoning,” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly.
“Poisoning?” Hong Bian gradually frowned, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.
Are you some kind of despicable villain?
At a time like this, you’re thinking of poisoning?
Why don’t you suggest throwing some quicklime in Shaman King’s eyes?
“Miss Shen, poisoning might work against other enemies, but against Shaman King...”
Before Hong Bian could finish his sentence, he saw Lu Yibei narrow her eyes and say in a tone that made his spine tingle, “Oh? Is that so? What if it’s a highly toxic Spell at the Spiritual Energy, or even authority, level?”
Hong Bian, “...”
