lerbook #296 - Undercover Fox Fairy
#296 - Undercover Fox Fairy
Chapter 295: Undercover Fox Spirit
The things that the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion were planning were a bit too big, and Zhang Chen felt it was a little difficult to grasp, so he might as well send the fox spirit Nannan to go undercover.
For Zhang Xiaohua, the fox spirit Nannan was no less important than Chen Gong was to Cao Cao.
The fox spirit Nannan was Zhang Xiaohua's ideal woman. You must know that when Zhang Xiaohua had not yet risen to prominence and was not yet the heir of the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion, he relied entirely on the fox spirit Nannan's help.
It can be said that the importance of the fox spirit Nannan to Zhang Xiaohua was self-evident. This was simply the fox of his dreams.
"Do things? What kind of things?" The fox spirit Nannan looked at Zhang Chen with greedy eyes. This was the Water of the Yellow Springs, a shortcut to cultivation, a good thing that could quickly allow her to climb to the top. Although she could not exert too much power temporarily due to the seal, it did not delay her from continuing to cultivate and improve her realm.
"Go to Zhang Xiaohua's side as an undercover agent, monitor Zhang Xiaohua's every move, and tell me all the movements, layouts, and plans of the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion in a timely manner," Zhang Chen proposed his conditions.
"Impossible! Zhang Xiaohua saved my life back then, and I can't repay kindness with enmity and hurt him." The fox spirit Nannan refused directly without even thinking about it.
"Oh?" Zhang Chen glanced at the fox spirit Nannan and threatened unhurriedly: "You should know my methods. If you cooperate with me to monitor Zhang Xiaohua, when the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion falls, for your sake, Zhang Xiaohua may still have a chance to live. If you don't cooperate with me, for my plan, in order to make the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion and the Yellow Sky Dao become enemies, I can only assassinate Zhang Xiaohua. If Zhang Xiaohua dies in my hands at that time, don't blame me."
Zhang Chen looked at the fox spirit with a smile, his voice full of pride.
This was already a blatant threat.
"You are despicable! You are shameless!" The fox spirit Nannan immediately bristled when she heard this. Of course, she knew Zhang Chen's abilities. If Zhang Chen really wanted to assassinate Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohua would definitely not survive.
"Dealing with enemies naturally means using any means, using everything to the extreme. As long as the means that can be used are good means, there is naturally no question of being despicable or not." Zhang Chen put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I'm just asking you, will you do this? If you don't do it, don't blame me if Zhang Xiaohua dies in my hands in the future."
"You promise me to leave Zhang Xiaohua alive in the end, and I will monitor him for you." The fox spirit Nannan compromised at this time.
She had witnessed Zhang Chen's growth all the way, and of course she knew how fast Zhang Chen's growth was, and how evil this kid was. She felt that even if the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion faced this kid, they would definitely not have any chance of winning.
In that case, it's better to agree, and you can still get some Water of the Yellow Springs to cultivate. It's not a loss in the end.
"I only promise you that Zhang Xiaohua will not die in my hands. I will not personally attack Zhang Xiaohua. As for whether Zhang Xiaohua will die or whether others will kill him, I can't control it," Zhang Chen replied.
The fox spirit Nannan immediately clapped her hands and agreed when she heard this: "In that case, it's a deal."
Hearing that the fox spirit Nannan had agreed, Zhang Chen smiled secretly in his heart. This fox spirit was still too naive. How could she know his methods?
As long as his discord was achieved, where would he need to take action? I'm afraid that the experts in the Yellow Sky Dao would skin Zhang Xiaohua alive.
"Only when Zhang Xiaohua dies in the Yellow Dawn Temple will the Prince of Pingbian become enemies with the Yellow Sky Dao, and I will have the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos," Zhang Chen said secretly in his heart.
As for the fox spirit Nannan leaking secrets? The other party was his skill. As long as the other party opened his mouth, he would sense it and summon the other party back, so he was not afraid of the other party leaking secrets.
Then Zhang Chen took the fox spirit Nannan down the mountain.
"I need a body," the fox spirit Nannan said, following Zhang Chen.
"You can go find a fox spirit to possess," Zhang Chen said.
"I need your Water of the Yellow Springs to successfully possess in one day without leaving any flaws," the fox spirit Nannan looked at Zhang Chen and made her request.
It was just a little Water of the Yellow Springs, and Zhang Chen was willing to part with it, so he took out a little Water of the Yellow Springs with a smile and gave it to the fox spirit Nannan. Then the fox spirit Nannan left happily.
Before long, a red-haired fox appeared in Zhang Chen's field of vision.
Zhang Chen was stunned when he saw the red-haired fox, because this red-haired fox was the one that Wang Wu had caught in the trap. It was just that Zhang Chen was afraid of provoking the fox spirit, so he released the red-haired fox again. He didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of the fox spirit Nannan again and become the object of her possession.
Zhang Chen took the fox spirit all the way back to the Yellow Dawn Temple. The fox spirit said goodbye to Zhang Chen and sneaked into the Taoist temple through the cracks in the wall. Zhang Chen secretly turned into a stream of water and returned to his small residence, and began to steal incense and faith, waiting to watch the good show.
Prince of Pingbian's Mansion
In the main hall of the backyard, a group of people surrounded the corpse of the Emperor's Daughter. At this time, strands of golden mysterious aura continued to escape from the barrier protecting the Emperor's Daughter, and were absorbed by the people guarding her side.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and a guard stood outside the hall and shouted: "Your Highness, urgent report from the secret agent, extremely urgent!"
The Prince of Pingbian in the hall trembled when he heard this, and quickly stood up and walked out of the door, not daring to delay in the slightest. He knew how important this kind of extremely urgent information was.
"What's the matter?" The Prince of Pingbian walked out of the door, looked at the scout, and asked.
"There is news that there is a secret room under the Yellow Dawn Temple, and the coffin of the Evergreen Tree is hidden in the secret room," the scout replied.
The Prince of Pingbian's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he immediately took a deep breath: "Where did the information come from? Is the news reliable?"
Hearing this, the scout said: "The news came from the dead spy in the Surveillance Office. In order to deliver this news, that brother lost his life. Moreover, the Surveillance Office has already begun to operate secretly. The Mole of the Surveillance Office appeared near the Yellow Dawn Temple today..."
Speaking of this, the scout paused, and then solemnly said: "According to the mysterious monitoring obtained from the tomb, there is indeed a mysterious secret room under the Yellow Dawn Temple, shrouded in mysterious power. Even 'Listening' cannot spy on its secrets."
The Prince of Pingbian took a deep breath when he heard this, and did not continue to ask, because he knew that according to the information obtained at the moment, it was enough for the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion to take action.
This kind of thing must be with the thought of rather killing a thousand by mistake than letting one go.
The coffin of the Evergreen Tree was too important. That was to return to youth and immortality. This was the closest step for the Prince of Pingbian to immortality.
"Mr. Wu Liu!"
The Prince of Pingbian called Mr. Wu Liu out of the hall. Mr. Wu Liu cupped his hands: "Your Highness."
The Prince of Pingbian did not talk nonsense, and told everything that had happened. Mr. Wu Liu's pupils shrank when he heard this. The coffin of the Evergreen Tree was affecting too many people's hearts, and the Prince of Pingbian's Mansion must not give up easily.
“Now, the Northern lands have been scoured inch by inch by spies from all sides. Even an ant should have been turned up by now, yet there's still no trace of the Evergreen Tree Coffin. Given this, the Yellow Sky Dao's suspiciousness is very high,” said Fifth-Sixth Mister.
“However, the Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion and the Yellow Dawn Temple are cooperating on many levels. Especially since the Old Prince now wants to transform into a divine dragon and still needs the Yellow Sky Dao's help. If we fall out with the Yellow Sky Dao over this matter, the losses would outweigh the gains.” Fifth-Sixth Mister's voice was full of apprehension and concern.
Fifth-Sixth Mister now felt that the Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion was also in a dilemma, like a rat fearing to break the vase near it. The Yellow Sky Dao and the Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion were already tied to the same chariot. Especially the Old Prince, Zhang Shicheng, had already started down the Yellow Sky Dao's path of dragon transformation. The Old Prince Zhang Shicheng was the Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion's greatest confidence and most powerful trump card. If something went wrong again, delaying Zhang Shicheng's transformation into a dragon, that would be a truly fatal matter.
The Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion could tolerate any mistakes, but the Old Prince Zhang Shicheng's transformation into a dragon was not allowed to have even the slightest error. Now that the Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion had moved to the opposite side of the imperial court, if Zhang Shicheng's transformation into a dragon suffered even the slightest mishap, it would be all over. The imperial court would surely strike a fatal blow and would not give the Northern lands even the slightest chance.
How could the Peace-Keeping Prince not understand Fifth-Sixth Mister's words?
But understanding was one thing, but that was the Evergreen Tree Coffin! Whether it was his own ancestors transforming into dragons or the Yellow Sky Dao's consecration as gods, what did it have to do with him? If he could seize the Evergreen Tree Coffin, that would be a tangible benefit that he himself could obtain.
Therefore, the Peace-Keeping Prince was very conflicted at this time, his eyes full of desire: “But that's the Evergreen Tree Coffin!”
Fifth-Sixth Mister fell silent upon hearing this. How could he not want to seize the fortune of the Evergreen Tree Coffin? How could he not want to be immortal?
“Does Your Highness absolutely need the Evergreen Tree Coffin?” Fifth-Sixth Mister asked again.
The Peace-Keeping Prince sighed faintly: “This king is already fifty-two years old. Although I look young, how much lifespan do I have left?”
Although he didn't answer directly, his words were full of affirmation.
Hearing this, Fifth-Sixth Mister pondered for a long time before saying: “This subordinate has an idea, but it is full of risks.”
“What idea?” The Peace-Keeping Prince's eyes lit up with a glimmer of anticipation upon hearing this.
“Since it's not appropriate for us to actively force or seize it from within the Yellow Dawn Temple, we can make the Yellow Dawn Temple actively seek us out and actively share the tree coffin with us,” Fifth-Sixth Mister said with a smile.
“The Yellow Dawn Temple isn't stupid, why would they share the benefits?” The Peace-Keeping Prince couldn't believe it.
“We will spread the news that the Yellow Dawn Temple has obtained the Evergreen Tree Coffin. When the time comes, experts from all walks of life in the martial world, deities from various major families, and the imperial court's forces will surely flock to them. Since the Yellow Dawn Temple cannot guard it, they will naturally invite our Peace-Keeping Prince's Mansion to help guard it. However, there is a flaw in this plan, which is that if too many experts come and we can't withstand the pressure and fail to guard it, then everything will be lost, and the Evergreen Tree Coffin will be snatched away,” Fifth-Sixth Mister said with a smile.
“Hehe! This is the Northern lands. In the Northern lands, I am destined by the heavens. Who can compete with me? Mister, go ahead and do it. This king awaits your good news.” The Peace-Keeping Prince's heart returned to his stomach upon hearing this.
Where is this? This is his territory. He has a million soldiers. With the gathering of the fortune of a million soldiers, who can compete with him?
Even Yang God experts must retreat.
It is said that Zhang Chen returned to the Taoist temple and continued his days of muddling through, except for stealing incense and faith every day, he was pondering how to cultivate the Blood Transformation Divine Blade.
He has now gathered three kinds of blood, the blood in the Blood Sea counts as one, the blood of the old Flood Dragon counts as one, and the blood of the Innate Mosquito counts as one. As for the next fifteen kinds of blood, he doesn't know where to get them.
For some reason, Zhang Chen thought of the Great自在Heavenly Demon. He wondered if this fellow could explode with blood. If he could use the blood of the Great自在Heavenly Demon, he could probably gather some.
However, Zhang Chen didn't think the Great自在Heavenly Demon looked like he had a body. The other party didn't even have a physical body, so where would he get blood?
Thinking of this, Zhang Chen directly summoned the Great自在Heavenly Demon: “I say, do you old fellow have blood?”
The Great自在Heavenly Demon was stunned upon hearing this, and then looked at Zhang Chen warily: “What are you going to do?”
“Just tell me if you have blood or not.” Zhang Chen said unhappily.
The Great自在Heavenly Demon stared at Zhang Chen for a long time, but in the end, he didn't lie, because he knew that as Zhang Chen's cultivation level increased in the future, the lies he told would eventually be seen through one day.
When the boomerang hit him, he didn't know what kind of trouble it would cause, so the Great自在Heavenly Demon could only say: “Of course I have blood, my blood is the origin of the Heavenly Demon, extremely precious, why are you asking this?”
“I want to cultivate a secret technique called: Blood Transformation Divine Blade, which requires collecting eighteen kinds of blood. I want to borrow a drop of your blood for use. I wonder what the Old Ancestor thinks?” Zhang Chen looked at the Great自在Heavenly Demon with a smile.
The Great自在Heavenly Demon frowned upon hearing this: “Bastard, how precious is the blood of this old ancestor, how can it be used to cultivate the Blood Transformation Divine Blade? It's simply a waste of good things. If you want to cultivate the Blood Transformation Divine Blade and collect eighteen kinds of mysterious blood, this old ancestor can point you to a clear path. You can go to the spiritual world. The spiritual world has a total of thirty-three heavens. You can find any kind of blood you want. Why use this old ancestor's blood?”
“The spiritual world?” Zhang Chen looked at the Great自在Heavenly Demon thoughtfully upon hearing this: “It seems that you old thing knows a lot about the spiritual world. You old fellow is hiding your abilities, otherwise, how would you know that there are various kinds of blood in the spiritual world?”
The Blood Transformation Divine Blade wins by variety. The more varieties, the greater the power. As for quality, although it occupies a standard, it is not the most important.
Speaking of which, he is busy stealing incense points every day and has not explored the spiritual world for a long time.
“Boy, I suggest that if you have time, you should go to the spiritual world more often. The spiritual world is the place worth exploring. As for the real world, it is just a barren land of the end of Dharma, not worth wasting your time.” Speaking of this, the Great自在Heavenly Demon's gaze fell on Zhang Chen's snow-white hair, and his eyes lit up:
“Hey, why did you burn your lifespan? Come and let me see what's going on? Who could force you to burn your lifespan? It's simply outrageous.”
Zhang Chen didn't say anything in the face of the gloating Great自在Heavenly Demon.
The Great自在Heavenly Demon circled around Zhang Chen and then exclaimed: “You actually only have four years of lifespan left? Then wouldn't I be free in four years when no one can restrain me anymore? Will I be free in four years?”