Chapter 878: Encounter

The expressions of Chen Ling and the others were incredibly colorful.

I don't know how much time passed before Jian Changsheng spoke uncertainly:

"The Saint of Thieves was here... Is this Saint of Thieves the one we know?"

"Most likely." Chen Ling nodded. "There is still residual wine in the cup. The person who stole the sword must have left not long ago, probably coming in with the same batch as those candidates... In this era, the only ones capable of entering the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury to steal things are the Thieves of the Fire-Tamperers."

"How did they get in too??"

"The commotion of the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury's emergence was so great that it's normal for them to be attracted... I just don't know which one or ones of the Red, Yellow, Blue, White, and Black came."

"Could it be White..."

Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian looked at each other, and after seeing Jiang Xiaohua secretly looking over from afar, they closed their mouths.

Speaking of the Saint of Thieves, the first one they naturally thought of was Bai Ye. If Bai Ye was also in this ancient treasury, the situation would be quite favorable for them.

"Hard to say, after all, there are five Saints of Thieves."

"I heard that these five Saints of Thieves each have their own strengths; some can steal memories, some can steal skills, some can steal identities... Their methods are more mysterious than the last. If they are also in these palaces, we'd better be careful." Sun Bumian reminded.

Jian Changsheng looked at the empty sword box in his hand, threw it on the ground with some annoyance, and then muttered while clutching the pendant on his chest:

"Finally found a treasure, and someone else snatched it first... Why doesn't this thing have any effect?"

"It's already taking effect; at least you found the sword box by yourself." Sun Bumian shrugged. "You have too much 'misfortune' on you. Human luck can only resolve a part of it for you. Compared to being on the verge of death at every turn, brushing past a sword is already very gentle."

Jian Changsheng thought about it, and it seemed that was indeed the case. At least from the time he entered the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury until now, he hadn't been besieged, framed, or tortured, and he was still alive and kicking... For him, this was already a kind of luck.

"It seems there are no more valuable things in this palace."

"The Saint of Thieves has probably emptied the surrounding palaces... Where are we going next?"

"Besides this sword, there is another thing that is also good, at the edge of this layer." Chen Ling said, sensing the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury. "We can teleport directly there; we should be able to get there before them."

"Let's go!"

As Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian dragged Jiang Xiaohua, Chen Ling used the imperial destiny again, and the four figures disappeared from the spot instantly.

……

Edge of the second layer.

Prosperous ancient streets were arranged like stars within the city-state. Figures clad in armor hurried through them, and pedestrians and merchants on the roadside seemed frightened, quickly hiding in their houses.

A large number of troops gathered in front of the palace gate of a certain palace, and countless bright flags danced wildly in the wind!

"Li Shimin!! Do you really intend to rebel!!"

On the palace wall, someone was furious, questioning loudly.

Among the siege troops, a figure stepped out slowly, looking at the person on the palace wall, and spoke calmly:

"It was you who forced me... I am just protecting myself."

"Protecting yourself? Protecting yourself to the palace gate? Li Shimin! Do you know who the Crown Prince is today!!"

"Crown Prince?" The man smiled slightly and took a bow and arrow from a soldier beside him. "Kill you... and I will be the Crown Prince."

Tensions were high, and the winds were gathering.

The fate of the dynasty was rolling outside the palace gate; an old era was about to perish, and the sun of a new era was rising slowly behind that figure...

At the same time, two figures walked calmly through this past.

"In the fourth year of Wude, June 4th, Emperor Gaozu of Tang's second son, Prince of Qin Li Shimin, launched a coup outside Xuanwu Gate, shot and killed Crown Prince Li Jiancheng with an arrow, and ascended the throne two months later..."

The silver snake-shaped earrings swayed gently in the air. Bai Ye spoke faintly, his eyes full of emotion.

"I didn't expect to be able to witness history here."

Mo Lian carried a cane, his other hand pressing the brim of his black bowler hat. He glanced at Bai Ye beside him and spoke leisurely: "...You know quite a lot."

"I just read more books when I'm free."

"You're a thief, why act so scholarly? Are you trying to take the civil service exam?"

"A profession is a profession, and learning is learning. You can actually learn a lot from history... Besides, I have a criminal record, so I can't take the civil service exam." Bai Ye spread his hands helplessly.

“……”

"So you're trying to say that you're nowhere to be seen on weekdays because you're reading?" Mo Lian sneered.

"What I do doesn't seem to be something I need to report to you, Mo Lian. You're overstepping."

"Heh."

The two took a step casually, crossed the chaotic Xuanwu Gate, crossed the palace wall, and arrived directly inside the palace.

"Speaking of which, our luck is quite good this time." Mo Lian walked leisurely, as if he had come to his own backyard. "If these emperors' remnant souls were guarding their respective palaces, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy for us to get anything. I just don't know what kind of madness they had to all run down below..."

"There must have been some change below, but it has nothing to do with us." Bai Ye didn't care.

"Thanks to them leaving, we were able to collect so many good things..."

Mo Lian took a bag from his waist, and the corners of his mouth turned up. "The current owner of this palace is Emperor Gaozu of Tang, the founder of the Tang Dynasty... He must have incredible treasures in his hands."

The two had looted so many places that they were very familiar with the layout of the palace and knew where the probability of treasures was highest. After circling in the air, they landed in the direction of the Imperial Study.

There was no one around the Imperial Study, and the door was closed.

Mo Lian walked to the door calmly with his cane, and just as he was about to knock, he heard a conversation from inside:

"Tsk, why isn't there even a fruit plate in this Imperial Study?"

"Red... Lin Yan, are you sure that thing is here? I've searched inside and out, it's not here!"

"I can only say that the probability is highest in the Imperial Study. If it's not here, we'll have to look in the harem..."

"Could it have been snatched by that Saint of Thieves again?"

"...I don't know."

"Damn, is that Saint of Thieves poor and crazy? What's wrong with leaving one for us?"

Mo Lian's hand, raised halfway, suddenly stiffened in the air.

Hearing the familiar voices from inside, Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, then his mouth twitched constantly, with a ghostly expression!

Bai Ye's brain worked at high speed. He glanced at Mo Lian, whose murderous intent was flickering, and gritted his teeth, hooking his fingertips into the air beside him...

A white light flashed over Mo Lian's head instantly.