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Since there was a concentrated amount of wine to fuel the flames, the fire quickly engulfed the entire wine cellar.
With such a massive fire, even the swarm of monsters was at a loss on where to begin. The thick smoke and fierce wind carried unburned chunks of wood, causing those to drift toward the nearby buildings, and the fiery sparks landed on the hardwood floor. When smoke started to come out from the building, they realized that the fire would spread at any minute. They then started to fret like ants in a hot pot. Everything was in mayhem.
The group of demons could not even find a person to preside over the situation. Soon, there were rumors that Chief Steward Yan had taken advantage of the banquet tonight to replace himself with a human and had left the Zhilan Xianfu Mansion.
So after a while of yelling and arguing, some demons clamored to go to the backyard to find Wutongshen. They pushed each other for a while and finally drove the two guards aside to report to the Emperor.
The two monsters rushed to the Tongtian Pavilion where Wutongshen lived…
……
At this time, Ji Dong had already arrived at the appointed place he would meet Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian.
The Tongtian Pavilion—where Wutongshen lived—was guarded by numerous guards all year round. For them to not be discovered, they didn’t dare to get too close. Thus, they chose the open space where they ambushed Chief Steward Yan before as their rendezvous point.
Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian lurked behind the rockery of the pavilion, waiting for Ji Dong’s group to get the wine before they could go and meet the Emperor.
When Ji Dong arrived, he saw a vine hanging on the rockery. It was the agreed signal they had decided beforehand. Seeing there was no one around, he jumped over the rockery with a few steps and tumbled into the pavilion behind.
“Ji Xiao’niao!”
An anxious female voice sounded. The distressed Fan Hemian rushed toward him and grabbed his sleeve, asking in a loud voice, “Where’s my brother?! How is Luming?!”
According to their original plan, it was supposed to be her brother who would take over the [Ghost] of Brother Dagen.
When Fan Hemian realized that it was Ji Dong, she suddenly had a terrible foreboding when she noticed Ji Xiao’niao had come alone. She was so distraught that she nearly exploded on the spot.
“It’s okay. Xiao Lu is fine!”
Ji Dong hurriedly explained.
“It was Brother Dagen who was injured. Xiao Lu stayed behind to treat him. So I’m the only one who rushed here first.”
When Fan Hemian heard that her brother was safe, her heart which was stuck in her throat was swallowed back. But then, she frowned, “Is Brother Dagen seriously injured?”
“Well, his injury was quite severe. His stomach was slashed badly.”
Ji Dong nodded with a grave expression.
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This “short time” naturally pertained to their return to the [Peach Blossom Spring]. However, this also meant that Mo Tiangen could no longer be counted on as a fighting force.
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Ji Dong: “……”
After he saw Ren Jianmo’s face clearly, his vision wavered and his whole body froze.
The big beauty was still wearing a snow-white robe, but the sleeves of the gown were two inches shorter, revealing a small wrist as white as snow.
His long hair, which was originally tied into the crown, was put down completely. The strands of hair on his temples were combed to the back of his head and pinned loosely with a hair strip. It looked like a princess hairstyle that modern girls style into.
With only a change in his hair, Ren Jianmo’s whole temperament completely changed.
His exposed cheeks had delicate lines and gentle features. His entire figure appeared to be carved from a warm jade, looking both exquisite and frail and without the slightest enmity. It seemed that if he was not properly protected in one’s arms, he may be shattered by mistake.
“Here. Give me the wine.”
Ren Jianmo smiled at Ji Dong as he extended his hand.
Only then did he immediately notice that the big beauty had a layer of scarlet lipstick on his lips, which made his complexion fairer. And when he smiled, it was similar to a peach plum.
The small, white jade jar was handed over by a dazed Ji Dong.
Ren Jianmo tucked the “Thousand Days of Drunkenness” in his arms, and tightly held Ji Dong’s hand, which he hadn’t yet taken back.
“Also, pass the identity of the [Ghost] to me.”
Ji Dong nodded hastily, swallowed again, and said in a tight voice, “I caught you.”
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[{Gold A} passed the identity of [Ghost] to {Gold B}.]
“Okay. Since we’re ready, let’s hurry up.”
Fan Hemian stared at Ji Dong’s muddy and scorched appearance and gave up the idea of letting him go with them to meet the Wutongshen. Seeing their exchange, she simply let him stay in the pavilion and wait for her brother.
“You wait here. We’ll go and come back later.”
After that, she handed the veiled bamboo hat to Ren Jianmo, motioning him to put it on. And just like a real servant girl, she grasped the white-clothed beauty by his arm and led him toward the Tongtian Pavilion.
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Even if the Wutongshen was a money-grubbing, lustful, evil god who wreaked havoc in the countryside, he still had the name of “God”. He always kept to himself in Tongtian Pavilion, taking advantage of the abundant spiritual energy in the mansion to cultivate, rarely appearing in front of the crowd of demons, only to entrust the management of the large mansion to his most trusted adjutant, Chief Steward Yan.
Therefore, on weekdays, if there were beautiful banshees or gorgeous women who entered the Zhilan Xianfu Mansion by mistake, they would be brought to Chief Steward Yan first. Once examined, if he felt that their appearance could capture the Emperor’s attention, they would be sent to the Tongtian Pavilion for Wutongshen to enjoy.
Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian certainly could not let Chief Steward Yan come out to introduce them, so they had to step back and ask the black dog to hand over a token as a keepsake.
The two soon arrived at the door of the Tongtian Pavilion. Indeed, they saw two, heavily armed, towering, rugged demons guarding the door, and in every section stood two more. These sentries bordered the Tongtian Pavilion. They provided 360-degree surveillance without leaving any dead ends.
Fan Hemian adjusted her expression into a “superior” look, supported Ren Jianmo, and strutted towards the door.
The two guard demons immediately raised their weapons and blocked their way.
“Who are you?!”
The demon on the left barked out his question.
“This is the residential place of the Great Emperor. How dare you trespass!”
Fan Hemian graciously fished out the token from her waist, showed it before the guard’s eyes, and replied in a delicate voice.
“Chief Steward Yan asked me to send ‘Empress Ren’ over.”
Although her tone sounded frank, she was nervous as hell.
If one used a game as an analogy, this was equivalent to entering the realm of the final boss at the topmost level. If one did not engage accordingly and forcefully contend against the final boss, the consequences would be alarmingly dire!
Even with Ren Jianmo, whose ability was still unknown to her, the Fan family’s elder sister didn’t trust that they could defeat the final boss with just the two of them. In addition, there were still a bunch of summoned monsters.
The two guards looked at each other, both of them revealing a hesitant look.
The token was indeed Chief Steward Yan’s. But this was the first time that the Chief Steward did not personally send someone over, but asked the beauty to come herself.
Furthermore, this “beauty” has a peculiar visage. Despite looking like a fairy in ethereal, white clothing, the fairy was tall but didn’t have a lithesome physique. At first glance, she appeared to be more of a man. Although the Wutongshen wouldn’t find it detestable whether the being was a man or woman, it still made them awfully on edge.
Moreover, even if they were separated by two courtyards, they could still see the thick smoke billowing in the direction of the kitchen. It seemed that a house was accidentally caught on fire, and it appeared to be quite large. The Zhilan Xianfu Mansion was probably in chaos now…
There were so many abnormalities that it was difficult for the two demons to readily allow entrance to these two people into the Tongtian Pavilion.
“I never knew there was an ‘Empress Ren’ in our immortal palace!”
The guard on the right pointed his weapon at Ren Jianmo and ordered in a stern voice:
“Lift the veil and let us see your real face!”
When Ren Jianmo heard it, he didn’t say anything. He just obediently raised his hand to lift the flimsy veil and slowly raised his head.
The moment the two guards got a look at his face, the pure black iris in Ren Jianmo’s right eye turned into the same light amber as his left eye.
From Fan Hemian’s perspective, she could not see the subtle change in Ren Jianmo’s pupil. She only heard the handsome young man beside her state in a low voice, “Let us in.”
Then, the girl was stunned as she witnessed the two guards retract their weapons right after this sentence was uttered. With vacant looks on their faces, they took a step back as if they were puppets.
Fan Hemian: “!!!”
——We were suddenly allowed in?!
Before she could recover from her astonishment, Ren Jianmo had already placed his arm on her hand and quietly tugged the girl.
Fan Hemian immediately collected her thoughts and led “Empress Ren” into the Tongtian Pavilion.
The Tongtian was called “Tongtian” because it was originally a seven-story tower. The tallest building in the entire Zhilan Xianfu Mansion.
Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian walked up the stairs and saw that the interior decorations in the tower were magnificent. There were marvelous curtains and exceptional treasures everywhere. It seemed that they could not wait to pile up all the impressive items into their own treasure house.
Climbing to the third floor, the two heard the sound of someone arguing outside. They came to the window, opened a gap to take a peek, and saw two demons also dressed as guards quarrel with the guards at the door, seemingly wanting to enter the Tongtian Pavilion.
However, the two guards probably considered the Emperor’s usual attitude at the moment when seeing a peerless beauty. He definitely didn’t want to be disturbed by trivial matters such as the “fire in the wine cellar,” so they resolutely stopped the two guards outside.
The four demons argued for a short while, but eventually the guards finally didn’t dare to barge in and left resentfully.
Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian looked at each other, nodded, and said nothing else. They continued to ascend to the upper floor.
Soon, the two arrived at the fifth floor.
The layout of this floor was different from the previous four floors beneath them. Next to the staircase was an exquisitely carved door, with two golden door knockers shaped into toads that had their mouths open.
Ren Jianmo and Fan Hemian simultaneously stopped in their tracks.
The elder sister of the Fan family gazed at Ren Jianmo, raised her left hand, clenched her fist in apprehension, and made a gesture of knocking on the door in mid-air.
Ren Jianmo nodded.
The girl took a deep breath, took two steps forward, reached out, and knocked on the door.
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