Chapter 494 – Leftover Tea Shatters the Crimson Gown (1/2)

Chapter 494 - Leftover Tea Shatters the Crimson Gown

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

A fiendish intent emerged from the depths of the space between her eyebrows.

An incomparably terrifying and oppressive force appeared in the silent Hundred Herb Garden.

Chen Changsheng blankly stared at her face, feeling that fiendish intent emanating from her brow and the sea of oppressive might around him. He subconsciously ceased his struggles, vaguely guessing that something must have occurred.

She was looking at his eyes. Could it be that the problem was within his eyes?

No, the eyes were the window to the soul.

Through his eyes, she was seeing his sea of consciousness.

She couldn't see what he was thinking, but she could keenly sense that spiritual sense which was not at all his own.

This strand of spiritual sense was extremely indistinct, yet extraordinarily tenacious. Moreover, it was extremely cunning, hiding itself in the deepest depths of Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, quietly sitting on the seabed with those stones formed from subconscious thought and extraordinarily hard to differentiate from its surroundings. Putting aside Chen Changsheng, if she had not suddenly been taken by the urge to examine Chen Changsheng, to search his face and eyes for something and thus prove or reject her suspicions…if she had not examined with such focus and care, she would also have failed to discover that extremely thin strand of spiritual sense.

”Who is so audacious as to dare move against him?”

As she stared at the spiritual sense in the depths of Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, she gave a cold snort.

With this cold snort, a strand of her spiritual sense entered Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness. Of course, this was just an extremely tiny portion of her complete spiritual sense. With the strength of her spiritual sense, the moment it entered Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, it might cause his head to explode.

Even though it was only a tiny portion, the moment her spiritual sense entered, Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness was immediately engulfed in a raging tempest. Countless fierce and mighty waves constantly rose up from the sea and it frothed without end. Even the deepest depths of the sea felt the effects of the storm.

That strand of spiritual sense in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness had kept itself hidden for a long time, but it finally found it impossible to keep up the act. Accompanied by a mighty surge from the depths of the sea, the entirety of the sea instantly turned red.

An incredibly terrifying bloody scent inundated the world.

Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness seemed about to become a sea of blood.

In the moment after revealing itself, this concealed strand of spiritual sense was actually so powerful. One could imagine that if it had not been discovered, if the owner of this spiritual sense wished to assassinate Chen Changsheng one day, it would be an incredibly easy affair!

Even now, this strand of spiritual sense was still seeking to kill Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng still knew nothing. His sea of consciousness was already engulfed in countless storms, the blood beneath the fierce storms gradually creeping towards the horizon. But he was aware of none of this. He only felt somewhat absent-minded.

Fortunately, she sat across from him. Ultimately, both Chen Changsheng and that person were her affairs to handle. She would not permit another to lay a hand on him, even if that person acting against Chen Changsheng was that dog she had raised herself.

Yes, the moment that strand of spiritual sense rose up from the seabed, she knew just who had planted it within Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness. That scent of blood was too distinct, too pungent.

She extended her hand and dipped it into a cup of tea.

In his dazed state, Chen Changsheng felt he had gone back to the past. At that time, she had also dipped her hand in tea to write the word 'ice' on the table, helping him to find New North Bridge and thus the Black Dragon.

But this time, she was not writing a word.

With a flick of her finger, a drop of tea fell in between Chen Changsheng's eyebrows.

With a hiss, the drop of tea turned into a puff of steam and vanished.

Chen Changsheng only felt a buzz in his sea of consciousness and then fainted.

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The instant that drop of tea fell between Chen Changsheng's eyebrows, in that mansion within the principal alley of the Northern Military Department, a cup of tea fell to the ground and shattered.

Zhou Tong's hands stiffened in the air and his complexion turned abnormally pale. It was as if he had caught some serious illness in an extremely brief span of time. Then his fingers began to shudder, his entire body began to shudder. Because of this shuddering, that crimson official's gown began to twist, seeming extremely similar to a sea of blood being swept over by the wind.

Just a moment ago, he had steeped a cup of fine black tea and left it to sit until it reached the appropriate temperature. He had just been ready to bring it up to his mouth and take a sip when an intense pain abruptly running through his sea of consciousness took him by surprise.

That pain was so real that it was like someone had stabbed into the depths of his brain with a rusty knife. Even he found it impossible to bear this sort of pain. His fingers had released, causing the teacup to plummet to the ground.

And it was only he who had interacted with pain for half a lifetime that would be able to sit down on a chair. Although his face was pale and his entire body was shuddering as if he had suffered some terrible illness, he had not fallen unconscious.

The moment that pain bloomed in his sea of consciousness, Zhou Tong knew that something had happened.

That day in the courtyard where crabapples blossomed, he had borrowed the sinister pressure of Zhou Prison and didn't hesitate to consume his heartblood so that he could use a technique to conceal a strand of spiritual sense in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.