404: Chance

Two completely unrelated forces actually managed to come together.

The Sacred Ruler Qingqiong did not explain the specific reasons to them, only notifying them that this matter existed.

Saying this, he handed a token to a newly promoted low-ranking Emissary under him, telling him to retrieve some items from the treasury.

That low-ranking Emissary took the token and ran out as if flying.

Seeing that token, Chen De's eyes lit up; that should be the token for the treasured treasury.

Soon after, he returned, bringing a storage ring and the token, and handed them to the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong.

Seeing that the returning Emissary had no extra aura on him, the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong nodded slightly.

He then distributed the items one by one to the Emissaries below, according to the allotted shares.

Some were rewards for them, and some were rewards for the Deacons under their command.

Of course, these items didn't necessarily have to be distributed personally by the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong.

The most important items inside were those to be used when taking action against the Shenwu Empire.

Chen De took a look; they were just some rare resources, especially wartime supplies.

They were very useful to these Venerables, but for him, it would be better to convert them directly into attribute points.

After completing all this, the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong left.

As for Chen De and the other Emissaries, they waited for quite a while after the Holy Ruler left before starting to depart.

Just as Chen De was pondering how to get the token, he suddenly heard something fall to the ground.

When he turned his head to look, he only saw a blurry afterimage, which looked like a template; seeing this, Chen De's lips curved upwards.

As for the others around him, they all appeared completely oblivious.

The low-ranking Emissary who had just gone to retrieve the items looked around, glancing left and right.

Finding nothing unusual, he slowly exhaled in relief... By evening, after the Ancient Hall's mission time ended, everyone, except those who still had tasks to do, returned to their own territories.

Here, official Ancient Hall personnel had their own residences.

Outside the treasured treasury, a furtive figure walked towards it, glancing around.

There were no guards here, because anyone capable of breaking in could not be stopped by guards, so it was unnecessary.

He wore a black outfit, made of special material, covering his face, his figure, and even his height.

He took out a token, opened the door, glanced left and right, and quickly entered.

At the same time, the token in his hand turned to ash.

Because the token was single-use, the door remained open, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get out.

Not long after he entered, another black figure also followed him inside.

Chen De quietly fumbled around inside and quickly found the area for the Law Seeds.

Without hesitation, he swept all these Law Seeds away in a frenzy.

He didn't care about the types; not a single one was left behind.

But suddenly, Chen De's expression became very peculiar again.

He returned to the empty area of the treasury, only to find a group of people in identical black clothes chattering noisily.

The number was neither too many nor too few, just like when they were summoned during the day, a total of twenty-seven people.

"What's wrong with you all?"

"How dare you trespass into the treasury? Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong?"

Someone spoke first, directly blaming them.

"As soon as we came in, you started demanding things. This isn't something that can be dismissed with a 20-80 split."

"How about a 50-50 split?"

Someone else cautiously tried to reason with them.

"Brother Yunlong, how about we just settle those few cannons of mine with today's matter?"

Someone else was trying to pull strings.

But their commonality was that everyone's voices were kept to a very, very small range.

As for the first one who came in, he was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Clap, clap, clap!

At this moment, someone clapped his hands, and the scene instantly quieted down.

"Everyone, listen to me. From the looks of it now, everyone should be here."

"How about we reveal our identities?"

This person suggested.

Someone on the other side spoke up, "Alright, you go first!"

This person readily announced his name, "Low-ranking Emissary, Wang Shuai!"

"Good, very straightforward. Then I'll also announce mine."

"Mid-ranking Emissary, Yang Wei!"

The voice was exactly the same as Chen De's current body, including the name and position.

Isn't this a joke?

This sentence was said with such confidence that Chen De even thought he had said it himself.

This was like a starting point; once the first two announced, the rest also started announcing their names.

Seeing that the available names were getting fewer and fewer, Chen De, with quick eyes and mouth, quickly announced a name that hadn't been used yet.

"Mid-ranking Emissary, Yang Wei!"

He used Yang Wei's name, and the voice, of course, was also Yang Wei's voice.

Anyway, when those people announced their names, they all sounded exactly like the person whose name it was.

In a short while, all the names were announced.

At this moment, someone else suggested.

"Since everyone has revealed their identities, why don't we take off our masks? Let's be honest with each other."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent again.

None of the names they had just revealed were their own.

Although everyone was present, they all used other people's names.

Not a single one revealed their own name.

Soon, someone spoke again, breaking the silence.

"Ahem, well, I think it's quite good as it is now. Let's all keep a sense of mystery with each other."

"How do mortals say it... Oh right, 'ambiance'!"

These words indeed had an effect, and the scene became lively again.

"Exactly, exactly, I think so too."

"Keeping a bit of mystery, doesn't that sound great!"

"Right? Haha, haha!"

Among themselves, they once again became good friends who could talk about anything.

"Uh... none of you took anything, did you?"

Someone spoke up, though it was unclear who.

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads like waves, "Didn't take anything, didn't take anything, how could we? We were just worried about the treasures being stolen, so we came in to check."

"Oh, that's good then."

But then everyone's demeanor changed, "Why bring this up out of nowhere? Could it be that you don't believe in our loyalty to the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong?"

"Or perhaps, you yourself have a guilty conscience?"

That person angrily said, "How could I? You're slandering me!"

"I'm slandering you, I..."

"Enough!"

"We must trust our brothers and sisters, let's leave quickly."

"Although we acted with good intentions, if the Sacred Ruler Qingqiong finds out, it's inevitable that we'll be misunderstood."

"Indeed, let's go."

At this point, everyone had the urge to leave as quickly as possible.

So, their actions at this moment were quite swift.

Just then, there was a clatter, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Everyone turned to look, and it was the person who had just asked if anyone had taken anything, picking up a strange gem that had fallen at his feet.

Noticing everyone's gaze, he chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, this is my ancestral heirloom."

"Heh heh!"

Someone sneered, but no one exposed the clumsy acting.

All they wanted now was... to leave this place quickly.