Cold, trembling.
Qian Er opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that what was in front of him was not a ceiling with vermilion carvings, but a blue sky.
Without a word, he flipped over and got up from the ground, looking around warily.
He found himself in an open space, wearing the same clothes he had worn to bed.
He called out to his summoned beast in his mind, but there was no response.
"Tyrant!"
Just as Qian Er was puzzled, an angry roar rang in his ears. He turned his head sharply and saw Chen Xing and his son standing behind him. Their eyes were hollow, and when they saw him, they shed tears of blood in excitement. The word "Tyrant" was uttered by them.
"Tyrant, you ruined my family! I wish I could eat you alive!!!"
Chen Xing's angry roars were endless, but Qian Er remained unmoved.
Soon, all the people Qian Er had killed appeared around him, cursing him.
Qian Er's face was expressionless. He looked around, carefully counting, and after confirming that everyone here was someone he had seen, a look of excitement appeared on his face, and he took out the Chitinous Fist Blades from his dimensional backpack.
"You defeated generals who were killed by me dare to appear in front of me? You're really not afraid of death."
......
"Wake up, wake up!"
Qian Er only felt his body being pushed a few times, and he opened his eyes in a daze. The vermilion roof appeared in front of him again. He turned his head to the side and saw the worried eyes of the Bloodforged Saint, who had just woken him up.
Seeing Qian Er wake up, the Bloodforged Saint breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's good that you're awake. Just now, the Other Shore Flower said that your spirit suddenly began to fluctuate violently, as if you were exercising intensely. This is not normal. It wanted to enter your dream to see what was going on, but it was blocked by a strange force. There was nothing I could do, so I had to wake you up."
The Bloodforged Saint explained to Qian Er, then looked at him worriedly.
"What's wrong? What did you encounter?"
"It should be the final curse of that world's consciousness, but it thinks it can make me afraid by relying on a few little ghosts that I killed. It underestimates me a bit too much."
Qian Er rubbed his head and got out of bed. He had been fighting his way out, which seemed to have consumed a considerable amount of mental energy, causing his head to be still dizzy.
As for why he targeted the world's consciousness, it was because the Other Shore Flower had already reached the peak of the Quasi-King level, and was practically the ancestor of dream manipulation. Even a True King-level summoned beast could not see through its Phantasmal Dreamscape. In this situation, the only thing that could stop it was the last remaining curse of that world's consciousness.
"This time there's no problem, but that doesn't mean there won't be problems later. Don't sleep during this time. Wait until we figure out a solution before resting."
The Bloodforged Saint frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Okay, I got it. Help me tell the people outside to get some sobering medicine or something."
Qian Er, who was a little listless, leaned against the window with his eyes closed.
The Other Shore Flower was afraid that Qian Er would fall asleep, so it jumped onto Qian Er's body and poked him with its leaves from time to time to keep him awake.
"Okay."
The Bloodforged Saint immediately went out and nodded to the Frostglory Bonedragon, who was coiled up in the courtyard waiting for news because he was worried about Qian Er, before going down to get the medicine.
After all, this was the Prince's Mansion. As soon as the order was given, it was quickly prepared.
"This thing is sobering medicine?"
Outside the courtyard, the Bloodforged Saint pinched a emerald green pill sealed with wax with two fingers and asked with a frown.
"Of course, this is the latest version of the empire's sobering medicine. In order to cater to the interests of certain people, the pills are even made to look like pills. If you want pills, I have them here too. The effects of the two are the same."
As he said that, the steward took out a sheet of large white pills from his pocket.
"In addition to that, there are also decoctions and ointments. The effects are the same, but they are made into different forms to suit the preferences of special groups of people."
"I'll take the pills."
The Bloodforged Saint looked at the pills in his hand for a few moments, and finally chose the large white pills.
Taking the pills, the Bloodforged Saint walked into the bedroom. At this time, Qian Er was helplessly picking up the two leaves of the Other Shore Flower with his fingers and playing with them, telling this little guy not to poke him.
"The medicine is here."
Watching Qian Er take the medicine, the Bloodforged Saint worriedly took a chair and sat in front of him, staring at Qian Er. This was the first time he had seen Qian Er so weak.
"Okay."
After all, it was the empire's latest version of sobering medicine, and it hadn't even been circulated on the market yet. It took effect in just five minutes after taking it. Qian Er only felt a clear stream surge through his brain, and his whole person became more energetic.
Instantly, he woke up completely, took a deep breath, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.
"Let's go, let's go out and find something to do."
Now he couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to play games, after all, he didn't know if he would fall asleep while playing. He really didn't know what to do, he was so bored, so he simply went out to find something to do.
After telling the steward, he went straight out the door and walked straight into the City Lord's Mansion.
As soon as he came in, he saw City Lord Zhang talking to someone, not knowing what they were saying.
"Yo, Old Zhang."
Qian Er greeted, startling the two of them.
"Your Majesty? Weren't you going to rest?"
City Lord Zhang was stunned for a moment. It had only been half an hour.
"Can't sleep, came out to see if there's anything to do."
Qian Er took a piece of pastry from City Lord Zhang's table and put it in his mouth.
As soon as he said this, he saw City Lord Zhang and that person exchange glances, and smiles of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time.
"Your Majesty, there really is something."
As he said that, he quickly invited Qian Er to sit on the main seat and personally changed Qian Er's cup of tea.
"Speak, what's the situation?"
Qian Er asked while eating the pastry.
"It's like this, because you didn't come before, and the Stele Market didn't have a high-level combat force that could make a final decision, the Stele Market's strategy for this area of the Old Sky Curtain Bull Territory has always been to focus on forbearance and not expand outwards."
"And this also means that some races think we've become easy to bully and want to come up and take a share. Now that you've come, Your Majesty, I'm preparing to send people to those races to have friendly talks with them and make them spit out the benefits they've swallowed."
Qian Er nodded.
"Can't we just destroy them?"
The City Lord quickly shook his head.
"Too aggressive, too aggressive. Those guys themselves are not of much value, and the benefits of sending troops are not proportional. It's easy to lose money to fight."
Qian Er then understood why this decision was made.
