Qian Renxue's expression went from confused, to pale, to a fiery red that looked ready to erupt.
Her palm slammed on the table.
"No! Absolutely not!"
The teacups practically bounced from the force.
Her eyes reddened.
"Third Grandfather… say it again. What's the name of that restaurant?"
"Feng Ran Pavilion."
"Eating there and drawing a lottery can really make someone stronger? Even… become a god?"
"Yes."
The question and answer were swift, clean, and deadly.
Qian Renxue fell silent.
The air in the study turned suffocating; Snake Lance and Porcupinefish felt their heartbeats pounding in their ears.
Suddenly—
She laughed.
A laugh of someone who had completely given up.
"For the sake of seniority… what's giving up a Heaven Dou Empire?"
A frightening light ignited in her eyes.
"If Grandfather can become a god, as his granddaughter—of course I'm happy for him!"
"He wants to find me a new step-grandmother? I tolerated it!"
Qian Renxue abruptly stood, her voice shooting up eight octaves.
"But he actually wants to give me a little uncle—
This matter, I'm taking over personally!"
Decades of forbearance and disguise evaporated into ash the moment those three words—little uncle—entered her ears.
"Isn't it just money?!"
"Isn't it just 'local specialties'?!"
Her hand came down again—
A crisp crack echoed through the room.
The thousand-year-old golden nanmu desk split open with a hideous fissure.
"Snake Lance! Porcupinefish!"
"Here!"
The two straightened like javelins, trembling under her aura.
Qian Renxue snatched the Crown Prince's token and flung it to them.
"Plan change!"
Her voice was cold, decisive, merciless.
"The original mission to 'steal the Empire' is now changed to—"
She paused, inhaled, and declared:
"—empty the national treasury!"
"You two, immediately, under the guise of the Crown Prince's inspection, clear the path and—using the fastest possible speed—clean out the Heaven Dou Empire's national treasury from top to bottom!"
"Remember—
Every single gold coin in that treasury is a brick guarding my seniority!"
Snake Lance and Porcupinefish completely froze.
They stared at the token, then at their murderously determined young master.
Their worldview… broke.
This wasn't infiltration.
This wasn't espionage.
This wasn't even politics.
This was a family-ethics-driven act of domestic terrorism.
Snake Lance Douluo struggled to salvage a shred of reason.
"Young master… isn't this… a bit rash…? The treasury is heavily guarded, and such a large operation will definitely expose us. Our decade of lurking—"
"Lurking?"
Qian Renxue sneered and cut him off.
Her patience for anyone involved in "Operation Little Uncle" was zero.
"It's an emergency! What's the point of lurking?!"
"Grandfather is already preparing for his second spring, and I'm still playing hide-and-seek with you?"
She waved her hand like a gambler overturning the table.
"No twists! No schemes!"
"Just go in, empty it, take everything, and return to Spirit Hall!"
Ignoring the two collapsing subordinates, she looked to Azure Luan Douluo.
"Third Grandfather—once they're ready, we return to Spirit City immediately!"
Late Night — Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, National Treasury
With the Crown Prince's token clearing the path, the group made it to the core of the treasury without a hiccup.
After swiftly taking down the last few imperial consecrators—
An unprecedented zero-yuan shopping spree began.
The treasury doors were smashed open.
Spirit Hall spirit masters surged in like locusts.
"Move it! Faster! And grab that chest of jewels too!"
"Oh! And that blue thing at the back, the 'Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud'! Looks expensive—take it!"
Snake Lance Douluo whispered frantically, stuffed full of storage spirit tools, clanking like a battlefield scavenger.
Porcupinefish Douluo was equally weighed down, muttering miserably as he kept watch.
"What sin did I commit… A dignified Titled Douluo, reduced to doing this…"
"What kind of situation is this?!"
His voice grew more aggrieved with each word.
"If this gets out… how will I show my face in the Spirit Master world—"
"Do you have an opinion?!"
A cold voice slashed through the air.
Qian Renxue stood behind him, arms crossed, glaring.
Her anger needed an outlet.
This old man dared to whine and slow down the "Protect My Seniority Project"?
Porcupinefish shuddered, about to deny—but she didn't wait.
The "Crown Prince" lifted her leg and kicked him—hard.
Bang!
Porcupinefish didn't budge.
But Qian Renxue staggered back three steps, almost falling.
Porcupinefish turned around, confused.
"Young master, why did you pat my butt?"
"…"
Qian Renxue wanted to bury herself.
Her toes curled so hard they dug a three-bedroom apartment inside her boot.
She took a deep breath, pointed at him, voice trembling with suppressed shame and fury.
"Say one more word—
and I'll cut out your tongue and shove it up your ass!"
Terrified, Porcupinefish covered both his mouth and his backside.
Which unfortunately tipped over a vase.
Crash!
And worse—
An alarm was triggered.
Woo—! Woo—!
A piercing shriek tore the night apart.
"Assassins! Protect the national treasury!"
Heaven Dou Imperial City erupted.
Squads of armored troops charged toward the treasury.
"Holy crap!"
Snake Lance nearly dropped the golden chamber pot in his hands.
He shot Porcupinefish a murderous glare—
You had ONE job!
They had no choice—
They had to break out.
Spirit Hall personnel, loaded with loot, were shielded as Snake Lance, Porcupinefish, and Azure Luan Douluo prepared to carve a bloody path—
When suddenly—
A sword intent split the sky itself.
"How bold!"
Two figures descended, blocking their escape.
One in brocade robes, elegant and refined—
Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
And beside him, tall, thin, white-haired—
Eyes sharper than any blade—
Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on Xue Qinghe, surrounded by suspicious black-clad figures.
His smile vanished.
Darkness clouded his face.
What did he just see?
His disciple—
The Crown Prince—
Being "kidnapped" by Spirit Hall?
Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled with fury.
"Spirit Hall!
Are you kidnapping the Crown Prince to start a full-scale war?!"
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