"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I'm going to be with you for life, Miss. I can't hold you back because of my lack of strength." Xi Que happily accepted the jade bottle.
Hearing what they said, Wuhen gladly put away the jade bottle.
There are thirty-three bottles left in the box.
Ji Fengyao took three bottles, and then had Shang Xiye keep the remaining thirty.
She calculated that, after deducting the three bottles she gave to Wuying, Wushang, and Wuzhong, Shang Xiye still had twenty-seven bottles of Earth Marrow left, enough for him to use until he formed his core. In other words, at least until he formed his core, she didn't have to worry about what to use to nourish and strengthen his soul.
After dividing the earth marrow, the group collected all the remaining jade stones in the stone chamber.
The second stone chamber contained large lumps of iron.
To Ji Fengyao, these things were really just some rather broken stones.
But for Shang Xiye and Wuhen, it was an unexpected surprise:
With these things, the military camp's weapon reserves can be more abundant, and the soldiers will be more confident in fighting, without having to be stingy and worry about lacking weapons.
"When subjects discover iron ore, they should report it to the court immediately. This was the private hoard of the first patriarch of the Chen family, yet he mined it and hid it away himself. This shows that the founding ancestor of the Chen family had rebellious intentions back then. However, since the ancestral emperor was so brave and unparalleled, he probably didn't dare to confront him directly, so he didn't make a move at the time," Wuhen said with utter disdain.
Xi Que, filled with righteous indignation, retorted angrily, "So, in that case, there isn't a single good person in the entire Chen State Duke's lineage, and now the people in the Chen State Duke's mansion are even worse than the last!"
"I originally wanted to leave them some things, but it seems that's unnecessary," Shang Xiye said in a low, cold voice.
Ji Fengyao had completely lost any goodwill towards the Chen family, a family that had been treacherous since their ancestors. Even if she didn't like something, as long as it was worth some money, she would buy it without hesitation.
The four of them worked hard for most of the night, finally finishing collecting everything in the stone chamber, leaving only empty boxes scattered on the ground.
No one knew exactly how much stuff they had received or its value.
All they knew was that once the stuff they collected tonight was released, it wouldn't really affect the national treasury. Compared to the Chen family's secret treasury, the Great Zhao national treasury was practically a toy for poor children playing house.
When the group emerged, it was the darkest hour before dawn.
They released a secret signal without leaving a trace.
The guard responsible for picking the lock then emerged like a ghost and locked the lock back up exactly as he had picked it, leaving no trace of the mistake.
"Brother, your skills are impressive!" Ji Fengyao exclaimed with great interest.
"Your subordinate is ashamed. My ancestors were renowned thieves in the martial arts world." The guard never expected that one day his skill, which was despised by others, would be praised by the princess. He blushed and was somewhat at a loss for words.
Ji Fengyao reached out and patted his shoulder, encouraging him, "What's there to be ashamed of? As long as you are kind-hearted, do not do evil, and do not oppress the people, your skills are unparalleled. You should be proud."
This is another "brother" greeting, followed by a pat on the shoulder.
This reminded Shang Xiye of how he was treated when he first met the little bandit.
His gaze at the guard was so sharp it was almost like he was unleashing icy blades; the guard was so frightened that a chill ran down his spine, and he quickly bowed and ran away.
"Hey, I haven't asked you your name yet!" Ji Fengyao called out from behind.
"You can ask me," Shang Xiye sneered beside Ji Fengyao.
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