The Emperor's Heart is Hard to Gauge 3: Traps
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The walls of the room were not made of wood, but of Blood Crystal! 0
 
You see, not to mention the Thirty-Six Islands, even across the entire Fairy Spirit Continent, Blood Crystal is an extremely precious material. 0
 
I immediately realized that this room was unusual. 0
 
That night, I encountered again in my dreams the one who had led me to find the Spirit Jade. 0
 
He exclaimed, "You discovered the Heaven and Earth Bag attached to this Spirit Jade so quickly—impressive, impressive." 0
 
It was then that I learned the name of that magical artifact: Heaven and Earth Bag. 0
 
From that point on, I followed him and learned a great deal, including how to use space to store items. 0
 
I picked up the Spirit Jade and dripped a drop of blood onto it. 0
 
In an instant, I entered the Heaven and Earth Bag. 0
 
I needed to move all these spiritual artifacts inside. 0
 
I could not let my enemy's scheme succeed! 0
 
As I packed all the spiritual artifacts into the Heaven and Earth Bag, footsteps were heard outside. 0
 
"Demon King Your Highness, Murong Xue is cunning; she must have hidden the Treasure here." 0
 
 
It’s Xing Bin! 0
 
I lowered my head, hiding the hatred in my eyes. 0
 
The Demon King is my father's arch-nemesis. 0
 
Xing Bin is the eldest son of the Demon King's Hall and Law Hall, and he is also my fiancé. 0
 
The Demon King once vied for the position of Heavenly Emperor against several Immortal Kings. After multiple failed rebellions, he secretly colluded with the demon realm and instigated the War of Immortals and Demons. 0
 
If it weren't for that war, how could my father and elder brother have perished on the battlefield? 0
 
My second brother, seeking revenge for our father's death, joined the Crimson Flame Army, and his fate remains unknown to this day. 0
 
My grandmother and mother could not bear the blow and passed away. 0
 
The the Murong Family fell apart just like that. 0
 
I clenched my fists, vowing deep inside that I would avenge my enemies! 0
 
“Xing Bin, what are you doing?!” 0
 
It was Murong Xue's voice. 0
 
Xing Bin shoved her aside. “Get lost!” 0
 
 
“Murong Xue, did you really think that This Young Master would like you? Ha, if it weren't for the purpose of discovering the location of the the Murong Family's hidden Treasure, This Young Master wouldn't even pretend to get close to you.” 0
 
“You're just the Illegitimate Daughter of the Herb Pavilion. How dare you compare yourself to This Young Master?” 0
 
Xing Bin anxiously searched for a mechanism at the vanity. 0
 
Finally, he pressed the mechanism. 0
 
The wall shifted. 0
 
The Demon King and Xing Bin looked inside with eager anticipation. 0
 
They thought it would surely be filled with Treasure. 0
 
However, what greeted their eyes were numerous Portraits. 0
 
Xing Bin's Portraits! 0
 
“What...” 0
 
They were stunned. 0
 
Xing Bin was even more confused: “Why... are all of these my Portraits?” 0
 
Xing Bin's expression changed repeatedly, ultimately settling on one of sheer panic. 0
 
 
Clearly, he had not expected that the place which should have been filled with spiritual treasures was actually his Portraits. 0
 
He turned to look at the Demon King. 0
 
The Demon King's eyes were filled with rage. With a wave of his hand, a beam of spiritual light knocked him to the ground. "Xing Bin, you dare to betray me!" 0
 
"I trusted you so much, and you dare to betray me!" 0
 
Xing Bin fell to the ground, ignoring the pain, shaking his head repeatedly. "Your Highness, I didn't..." 0
 
He pointed at Murong Xue. "It was her! It must be that wretched woman!" 0
 
"Wretched woman, how dare you toy with me!" Another beam of spiritual light shot toward Murong Xue's chest. 0
 
Murong Xue spat out a mouthful of blood, looking sorrowfully at Xing Bin, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "Xing Lang, you said you liked me." 0
 
"You lied to me..." 0
 
"So your so-called liking was just a way to steal all my Treasures..." 0
 
She smiled sadly. "Well then. Those spirit stones were all used for hiring someone to paint your Portraits." 0
 
 
 
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