Chapter 40 Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!

Leaping directly onto the dilapidated wall, she settled herself atop it. Nalan Di Jiu followed, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and instinctively drew her into his embrace.

“Back in the day, the Ziyang Artificer crafted four treasures: the White Jade Linglong, the Purple Jade Linglong, the Blue Jade Linglong, and the Green Jade Linglong. In terms of rarity, the White Jade Linglong is the least precious, the Green Jade Linglong the most. The one you ask about, the Purple Jade Linglong, ranks third in value.”

Both the Fourth Prince and Bai Li Gang regarded the Purple Jade Linglong as an object of great importance. Yet, in Nalan Di Jiu’s speech and demeanor, it seemed as insignificant as a speck of dust.

What manner of treasures must he possess—or to what heights has his heart risen—to display such indifference?

“Dream Xiaodie, do you desire the Jade Linglong?”

“It’s not that I want the Jade Linglong, but rather, I intend to reclaim the Purple Jade Linglong that is rightfully mine.”

Of course, since the Purple Jade Linglong was so valuable, once it was in her hands, there would be no question of returning it to the Fourth Prince. How could she let that wretch benefit?

“What’s the situation?” Nalan Di Jiu clapped his hands. In the next instant, a shadow as silent as a ghost appeared before him.

The shadow recounted the Fourth Prince’s visit to break off the engagement earlier that day. Nalan Di Jiu understood at once.

After dismissing the shadow, Nalan Di Jiu couldn’t help but pinch Bai Li Tianchang’s nose.

“This broken engagement, little fairy, you handled it splendidly.”

Indeed, it was handled perfectly—saving him the trouble of dealing with the engagement himself when the time came for him to marry his little fairy.

“Since the Purple Jade Linglong originally belongs to you, I will naturally help you retrieve it,” Nalan Di Jiu whispered beside Bai Li Tianchang’s ear. “It is hidden within Bai Li Gang’s secret treasury.”

“Then let’s go get it now. The sooner we have it, the sooner we can set out.”

The longer they waited, the greater the risk that the cunning and greedy Bai Li Gang might move the Purple Jade Linglong elsewhere. Better to strike first.

Nalan Di Jiu drew a black robe from his storage ring, draped it over himself, and veiled his face with a black cloth. He disguised Bai Li Tianchang similarly, and together they made their way straight to Bai Li Gang’s secret treasury.

Along the route, Nalan Di Jiu knew exactly where the patrols passed, where rockeries provided cover, and which ancient trees made the best hiding spots.

“Why do you move around here as if it were your own home?” Bai Li Tianchang asked, sensing something amiss. Then, as if struck by a revelation, her expression turned to sudden understanding.

“You can’t be serious—a prince like you has been surveilling a general’s household?”

No matter how she considered it, the notion was rather unreasonable.

“My fairy is exceptionally clever. But truthfully, I’ve never found much interest in this general’s manor.”

Though his secret was exposed, Nalan Di Jiu was amused, not angry.

In this world, only his little fairy possessed such a keen and perceptive mind—able to see through to the truth in an instant.

As they whispered softly to one another, they arrived at the entrance to Bai Li Gang’s secret treasury.

In the twenty-first century, she had often undertaken all manner of missions—it was as routine as breathing. To go without a meal for a day was manageable, but to go without her work for several days left her restless and uneasy.

Raising her eyes to the pitch-black vault of the night sky, Bai Li Tianchang felt her blood surge with excitement.

Purple Jade Linglong, wait for me—your true master has come!