Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 52: Golden Entry: Child of Destiny

With that kind of gaze, paired with the suppressive inner strength of the Innate Realm.

Anyone less skilled than Lei Zheng would feel their heart shudder at the sight.

Luckily, Lei Zheng didn’t waste any time and spoke up directly.

"I don’t care who you’re taking orders from—in the next few days, if anyone causes trouble, I’ll make damn sure they regret it!"

Once he’d finished speaking.

Lei Zheng took the lead and headed straight out of the courtyard.

"Let’s move!"

"Yes, sir!"

Lei Zheng, a martial general by trade, certainly had a much more decisive style.

Quite a few people, after responding, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief; that look from Lei Zheng just now really put some psychological pressure on them.

"Whew, he really is scary!"

Si Nan, following behind Ye Liuyun, couldn’t help slapping his own cheeks, looking like he wanted to snap himself out of it.

"I heard all the rumors, but I never imagined this Northern Governor’s presence would be so overwhelming!"

"Tsk! That’s just because you’re weak."

Shi Sheng, off to the side, shot back with clear annoyance after seeing Si Nan in that state.

As a first-class martial artist, Shi Sheng was influenced by Lei Zheng’s presence too, but not nearly as dramatically as Si Nan.

"Just wait—I’ll show you how I’ll beat you up once I’m strong enough!"

"Fat chance. That day’s never coming in this lifetime."

Shi Sheng looked totally unconcerned, clearly not believing there was any world where Si Nan would surpass him in strength.

The bickering between Si Nan and Shi Sheng was nothing new.

Ye Liuyun was already used to it.

Once they’d left the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s quarters, he swung himself up onto his horse.

"Enough already! Save your energy for searching."

With Ye Liuyun’s words, Si Nan and Shi Sheng finally quieted down, exchanged reluctant glances, pursed their lips, and mounted their horses as well.

...

Their destination was a fair distance from the Imperial City. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Even riding horses the entire way, it still took almost five days before they were close to arrival.

This was a remote area, but there were lush green trees everywhere—the scenery was truly beautiful.

"Sir, what exactly are we supposed to be looking for?"

Si Nan, a little bored, brought his horse up next to Ye Liuyun and asked curiously.

"We’ve been riding for days—if we go any further, we might leave Great Qian’s borders."

"Who knows?"

Ye Liuyun only knew the purpose of this trip was to find a spiritual artifact.

But as for what kind of spiritual artifact, Ye Liuyun honestly had no idea.

But that didn’t matter.

They’d know once they found it anyway, and whether they’d actually find it was still up in the air.

"Sir, want me and the others to try asking around for intel?"

Si Nan was eager to put his communication skills to use and chat up the other Embroidered Uniform Guards.

Ever since he’d been following Ye Liuyun, he’d mixed his way up to Commander. Even if his strength was ordinary, by virtue of his rank, others would probably show him some respect.

"No need!"

Si Nan really did have some skill in gathering information.

But right now, it was different; anyone qualified to know about the spiritual artifact was backed by real power—not the sort easy to fool with a few words.

Instead of wasting time here, it’d be better to wait until they arrived before worrying.

"Understood!"

Hearing Ye Liuyun’s reply, Si Nan could only nod obediently.

As he turned away, he caught sight of Shi Sheng’s gloating face.

"See? I keep telling you, having a sharp tongue isn’t always useful."

"Heh, what about you, got any bright ideas?"

He shot back, not happy.

"None!"

Shi Sheng said it like it was obvious. If even the boss had no way, how could he have one?

"Then what the hell are you talking for?"

...

Soon, under the leadership of Northern Governor Lei Zheng, the group of Embroidered Uniform Guards stopped outside a small village in the mountains and forest.

From a distance, it looked like there were only a dozen or twenty households in the village.

There were farmlands at the village edge; seemed the villagers lived off their own farming.

Many of the villagers inside the village,

on seeing a group arrive on horseback, had expressions filled with curiosity and some fear.

Ye Liuyun kept to the back of the group, quietly watching.

Soon, an old, gray-haired figure, stooped and leaning on a cane, walked up to Lei Zheng.

"Uh... S-sir, I am the headman of Qingshui Village. May I ask what brings you here?"

The headman was humble and cautious, afraid to offend in any way.

Lei Zheng sat atop his horse, swept his gaze through the village, and said directly:

"In half an hour, gather all the people in the village here."

Seeing Lei Zheng was dead serious, the headman dared not object, and hurriedly sent people to call all the villagers together.

They hadn’t even used up half the allotted time before the whole village had assembled.

Some people had clearly been working in the rice fields and came over with mud still clinging to their feet.

Each looked anxiously at the group.

Lei Zheng didn’t waste any words.

Once everyone was gathered, he spoke up right away:

"About half a month ago, there was a red light flashing behind this mountain—did any of you see it?"

"Saw it! Saw it!"

As soon as Lei Zheng said that, people nodded in reply.

That was the spiritual artifact’s birth, accompanied by a flash of spiritual light.

"The light lasted almost half an hour; we all saw it."

In fact, it wasn’t the first time these villagers answered this question—a lot of people had come asking before Lei Zheng.

Some hot-tempered types had even killed one or two villagers for not cooperating.

So now, they answered with absolute directness, not daring to hide a thing.

Hearing all the chatter, Lei Zheng frowned; how come everyone saw the glow, but no one found a special weapon?

"Quiet!"

An Embroidered Uniform Guard, seeing Lei Zheng was pissed, immediately barked at them.

The noisy crowd fell silent at once—the villagers looked even more petrified, fearing these people would start killing.

"Sir, we of Qingshui Village have always lived here, and we’ve truly never seen any strange weapons."

At times like this, only the headman dared to step up and explain.

Lei Zheng didn’t reply, just frowned in thought—the whole scene grew much quieter.

Ye Liuyun had been casually surveying the villagers, mostly bored.

Until he noticed one boy standing at the back of the crowd, head lowered, seemingly trying to hide.

That one?

"Target: Zhao Tian!

Cultivation: None!

Talent Entry: Vengeful to the Death (Green), Son of Destiny (Gold),"

"Vengeful to the Death (Green): Holds grudges to an extreme degree; may forget kindness, but never forgets a grudge."

"Son of Destiny (Gold): Born with massive luck; blessed by Heaven and Earth!"

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