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After resting for a while in Zhuo Shishi's Bedchamber Palace, Li Chen resumed exploring the place.

The Tomb was enormous and filled with palaces. Li Chen had no better option than to search them one by one.

Nearby stood an elegant-looking palace. Zhuo Shishi explained that it was Consort Xiang's Bedchamber Palace. Unlike her, Consort Xiang was said to have been the Dragon Emperor's childhood sweetheart.

In Zhuo Shishi's eyes, Consort Xiang would certainly be difficult to handle and unwilling to cooperate.

Li Chen smiled. Whether she cooperates is hardly up to her. I have plenty of ways to deal with that.

Here, Li Chen felt perfectly at ease using the Emperor Dragon Sutra.

After all, this cultivation art was created by your former dynasty's Founding Emperor. It's perfectly reasonable for me to use it on you, isn't it?

The neighboring Bedchamber Palace was lavishly furnished, yet retained an air of elegance.

Exquisite silk drapes hung on the walls, embroidered with intricate patterns of flowers and birds. Every stitch was extraordinarily fine.

Soft carpets covered the floor, their exceptional quality evident in every stitch, with no shortage of phoenixes woven in gold thread.

Clearly, it was in an entirely different league from Zhuo Shishi's room.

A large carved bed stood in the inner chamber, with gauzy curtains suspended from its four corners. Tiny pearls adorned the curtains, swaying gently in the breeze and gleaming with a soft light.

A voluptuous, breathtakingly beautiful woman in a Palace Dress lay quietly on the bed.

Her figure was full and alluring, her curves exquisite. Even lying down, her stunning physique was plain to see.

Her neckline was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

Her features were delicate, her skin fair, her nose finely defined, and her lips cherry-red.

A faint smile