Following Zhao Lian deeper into the imperial palace, Zhang Yuan came to a staircase leading beneath it.
"Down below is our Zhao Xia Imperial Family's treasure vault. But don't open your mouth like a lion and demand too much, or this princess will turn on you."
Zhao Lian pointed at the dark, damp stairwell and spoke with a stern face.
As an honest man, Zhang Yuan naturally agreed at once, patting his chest as he promised:
"Rest assured. This humble Daoist won't take so much as a needle or thread from inside!"
Zhao Lian sneered. "What a pity, then. There aren't any needles or thread in there."
He wouldn't take a needle or thread, but what about everything else? Was Zhang Yuan going to take all of that?
Did he really think she was as easy to fool as Wei Liu and Xie Jingxin?
Zhang Yuan answered with a smile and gestured for her to proceed. "After you, Your Majesty."
Zhao Lian snorted again, then turned and descended the stairs.
Zhang Yuan followed.
The stairs leading underground were long and narrow. The two walked for nearly an incense stick's worth of time before a gleam of light gradually appeared at the end.
The space suddenly opened up.
An immense Underground Treasure Vault, brightly lit day and night, unfolded before Zhang Yuan's eyes.
Gold, silver, and jewels amounted to mere decorations in this Underground Treasure Vault. All manner of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures rarely found in the outside world were neatly arranged on rows of ten-meter-long cabinets, while Divine Weapons were piled into mountains.
"So... wealthy?"
Zhang Yuan stopped in his tracks and blinked, stunned by the Zhao Xia Imperial Family's wealth.
He had assumed that the Crimson Firmament Roselight Realm was barren, with all its rare Supreme Treasures held