A Profitable Partnership

This Treasure Pavilion was very close to the trap the little girl had dug for him earlier. If he made even the slightest noise, he could end up surrounded and attacked.

Wang Ye became even more cautious. He carefully extended his psychic power and covered the Treasure Pavilion.

Then Wang Ye pressed himself close to the entrance, sensing the conditions inside—whether there were faint breathing sounds or any other energy fluctuations.

But...

Everything was normal.

"Is anyone in the Treasure Pavilion?"

Wang Ye frowned slightly and asked.

Looking at the tonsure blade Wang Ye had never put down, the little girl swallowed her anger. "Most likely. Even if this is only a Treasure Pavilion on the outskirts of the Heavenly Court, there should at least be a Heavenly King stationed here."

This bastard!

Was it fun threatening her with a tonsure blade the whole time?

A Heavenly King?

Wang Ye's frown deepened.

Silently killing a Heavenly King was far too difficult.

Even if a Heavenly King let out a warning roar before dying, it could break through his layer of soundproofing psychic power.

At that point, who knew what kind of situation he would face?

Wang Ye sighed. More importantly, even the little girl did not know how many people were inside.

One was worth trying.

If there were two, it would probably be time to prepare to run.

"I refuse to believe you'll all wake up just for me!"

At last, Wang Ye gritted his teeth and said fiercely. He stopped hesitating, quietly opened the Treasure Pavilion's door wide enough for one person to pass through, and slipped inside.

Perhaps because no one had walked through it for a long time, the Treasure Pavilion was covered in dust and carried a faint, rotten smell.

The surroundings were filled with