Chapter 938: His Land Deed

"My King..."

Once everyone had left the venue, Chi Tong spoke up, conflicted.

"He discovered me." The Silver King said in a low voice, "Or rather, the thing inside him discovered me... Just now, there must have been something like a Calamity Domain affecting reality."

"So, can he really unleash that world-ending power at any time?"

"I don't know... but it is certain that his connection to that world-ending entity is extremely tight, to the point that the entity will actively act to protect him."

"Then isn't it too dangerous for him to stay in the Wuji Domain? He’s a bomb that could go off at any moment!"

Chi Tong’s face turned pale.

The Silver King looked in the direction Chen Ling had left, pondered for a long time, and then spoke again:

"The power of the 'World-Ending' is not so easily controlled; I know this well. Since there’s no way to use forceful means to completely control him, let’s try another way..."

……

Rumble—

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky of the Tian-Shu Domain.

Under the gloomy sky, the wind-blown rain swept diagonally across the streets, and cool raindrops dripped rhythmically from the dilapidated eaves onto the dusty ground.

Sun Bumian lay on a pile of straw inside the house, his hands crossed over his chest, eyes closed as if he were already asleep... Not far from him lay Jiang Xiaohua, still unconscious.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of the rain remained.

The only one awake, Jian Changsheng, sat on the stone steps under the eaves, one hand supporting his head, staring blankly at the courtyard gate.

Jiang Xiaohua was unconscious, Sun Bumian was resting, but Jian Changsheng couldn't sleep at all... Every time he tried to close his eyes, an inexplicable sense of unease and worry would well up in his heart, making his heartbeat accelerate suddenly, as if reminding him of something.

Jian Changsheng didn't know where these emotions came from, and accompanying them was an unprecedented sense of confusion.

He clearly remembered his youth and all the suffering he had experienced in the Yan family, but the memories that followed were fragmented... How had he embarked on the Divine Path? Why had he joined the Twilight Society? How had he drifted all the way here from the Aurora Domain...

These memories were like missing some crucial link, like scattered pearls on a plate that could never be strung together.

Raindrops fell densely into the puddles, stirring up countless ripples that shattered Jian Changsheng’s reflection on the steps...

Creak.

Just as Jian Changsheng was struggling in his confusion, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Jian Changsheng stood up from the steps immediately, and Sun Bumian, who had been dozing on the straw, also quickly rose, both looking toward the gate... Bai Ye walked in from outside, soaked, his expression somewhat complex.

"Senior Bai Ye, how did it go? Was the message sent out?" Jian Changsheng was the first to ask.

Bai Ye shook his head. "No. The security in the Tian-Shu Domain is too tight right now. I asked all the contact points, and there are no channels to send a message out in the next few days..."

"Then when will it be possible?"

"It depends on how long the alert state of the Tian-Shu Domain lasts. Ten days at the shortest, a month at the longest."

"That’s too long... And even if the message gets out of the Tian-Shu Domain, it will take a long time to reach the higher-ups." Sun Bumian frowned.

"Exactly."

"Is there no other faster way??" Jian Changsheng said urgently. "He has already been abducted by the Silver King to the Wuji Domain. If we wait that long, who knows if he’ll be dead or alive?"

"..." Bai Ye was silent for a long time. "There is one more way."

"What?"

"I will go to the Ancient Theater Treasury myself."

Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian were both stunned.

Bai Ye’s expression was very serious. "The security of the Tian-Shu Domain blocked the message channels of those liaisons, but it can't stop me... I can enter and exit the Tian-Shu Domain freely, then cross the Gray Realm to request an audience with the higher-ups at the Ancient Theater Treasury."

After all, Bai Ye was a Seventh-Rank Saint of Thieves, and his specialty was stealing memories. No matter how tight the security of the Tian-Shu Domain was, it couldn't stop him, and with his strength, he was indeed capable of traveling through the Gray Realm alone.

"It’s not close from here to the Ancient Theater Treasury." Sun Bumian pondered. "How long will it take to get there from here?"

"...Leaving the Tian-Shu Domain isn't difficult; it just depends on whether any accidents occur while crossing the Gray Realm." Bai Ye estimated for a moment. "If everything goes smoothly, I can reach the Ancient Theater Treasury within ten days."

Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian looked at each other. "Ten days... This should be the fastest way."

"But I’m afraid there will be danger on the road."

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

Bai Ye seemed to have made up his mind and pulled the brim of his baseball cap down firmly. "I have a premonition that this Chen Ling we’ve forgotten is involved in many things... And if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to escape from the Silver King. I must take this risk."

"Then what about us?"

"You stay here and wait for the results."

Before Jian Changsheng could say anything more, Bai Ye’s figure flickered and he disappeared from the spot.

The courtyard fell into silence once again.

Raindrops slid down the eaves like chains of beads. Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian stood there for a long time, the latter shrugging helplessly:

"Looks like we’re going to be living in this dilapidated courtyard for a long time..."

Jian Changsheng didn't respond. He just looked at the desolate, wet courtyard, standing motionless as if lost in thought.

"Hey, Spade." Sun Bumian patted him on the shoulder.

Jian Changsheng came back to his senses. "Yeah?"

"Do you have any money on you?"

"What for?"

"To buy groceries, of course. We have to live here for a long time, we have to eat something, right?" Sun Bumian pulled out two pockets that were cleaner than his face. "I don't have a single cent, what about you?"

"I don't know... Let me check."

Jian Changsheng reached into his clothes to search. After a while, he didn't find any money, but instead pulled out a few crumpled pieces of paper.

"That’s not money." Sun Bumian took them and looked, then widened his eyes in astonishment.

"Wait... are these all land deeds?"

"Land deeds?" Jian Changsheng was stunned. "How could I have land deeds? Where would I get money?"

"They really are land deeds, and they’re all in the core areas of the Red Dust main city... A casino covering several thousand square meters, and several jewelry shops along the street... Spade, you’re a wealthy man?!" Sun Bumian looked at Jian Changsheng in shock.

"Although the Red Dust main city is in ruins, as long as you have these deeds, you can rebuild the casino... If you mortgage these, getting a few million won't be a problem!"

Jian Changsheng was dumbfounded. He used to be a servant of the Yan family, his very life belonged to them; how could he possibly have so many assets?

Red Dust Domain...

Jian Changsheng tried hard to recall the source of these assets, but he couldn't remember anything, as if someone had forcibly dug out a very important piece of his memory.

"...Was it him?" Jian Changsheng muttered to himself.