CHAPTER 1217: CHAPTER 1217: SEEING ZHAO XIAOMIAO AGAIN

The underground palace room obtained at Fahua Temple was used to store the weapons secretly manufactured by Yuwen Jun. After all those weapons were given to Yuwen Qi, this room has remained empty ever since.

Now it finally has a purpose.

Without any hesitation, they shoved gold, silver, and jewels into it.

But, after all, the national treasury is still the national treasury. It quickly filled their underground palace, yet a third of the treasury remains untaken.

Fortunately, the contents of the first room were almost depleted at that time, and it’s now empty as well.

So filling this room with these items is more or less enough.

After emptying the national treasury, the two of them continued with their main task.

Slaying the Underworld Soldiers.

Once all the Underworld Soldiers here were dealt with, Li Wenli didn’t hesitate and set the death-infested Imperial Palace ablaze.

Of course, not just the Imperial Palace; strictly speaking, this whole area should be burned down and reconsidered for return after many years.

After all, the damage caused by the Underworld Soldiers was too severe. Forget about Xiao Yu; even using the full strength of all the Special Ability Users couldn’t restore the Imperial Capital to its former glory in a short time.

So relocating the capital is the best choice.

As the fierce flames of the Imperial Capital rose, survivors who had been hiding in the four markets of the city started to emerge.

They cautiously came out from places they had been holed up in for over four months, finding the streets filled with corpses of the Underworld Soldiers that haunted their nightmares day and night.

And the distant yet close Imperial Palace was ablaze, leaving everyone clueless about what had happened, only sensing that the dark clouds hanging over their heads seemed to be gradually dissipating.

Zhao Xiaomiao, unaware of what was happening outside, saw the soaring flames from the Imperial Palace and felt uneasy. She gathered all the henchmen she had rallied around her to prepare for the unknown.

In fact, Zhao Xiaomiao’s intuition wasn’t wrong. Emerging from the flames were two of her old acquaintances.

Bai Junjun and Li Wenli.

When she saw them approaching from the fire, a strange expression appeared on Zhao Xiaomiao’s face.

"I didn’t expect to see you again. To be honest, I sometimes regret it in the dead of night, worrying that you had died in some corner, leaving me unable to exact revenge. Heaven has indeed favored me, finally giving me the chance to slay you both."

Bai Junjun asked suspiciously, "What exactly is our grudge or enmity?"

When people are twisted to this extent, it truly defies common sense.

Zhao Xiaomiao also smiled, "There are plenty of people who die for no reason in this world, grudge or no grudge, it makes no difference. Ultimately, I just find you displeasing, it’s that simple."

"What about others? Were those thrown into the Underworld Soldiers’ lair for the same reason?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaomiao nodded calmly, "In any case, in this chaotic world, one can’t escape death today or tomorrow, so it’s better to die early; becoming an Underworld Soldier even grants eternal life, why not?"

Bai Junjun squinted slightly, keenly picking up on Zhao Xiaomiao’s words.

From the start, when that child said Dongsheng Tavern was extorting money under the guise of collecting protection fees and would kill arbitrarily otherwise, she felt puzzled.

In this chaotic world, what does Zhao Xiaomiao want with so much gold?

Now with her words, Bai Junjun suddenly thought of something else.

It seems that Zhao Xiaomiao’s profiteering is just a facade; continuously supplying Yuwen Jun with Underworld Soldiers might be the real intention.

She likely doesn’t know that Yuwen Jun is already dead and continues to create trouble from the rear.