Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

Shen Zhen went to greet her.

Captain Hanyan nodded slightly when she saw Shen Zhen.

After returning the greeting, Shen Zhen asked:

"Captain Hanyan, how is Jin Wanquan doing now?"

Han Yan continued walking without stopping, her voice clear and cold:

"Jin Wanquan is very stubborn and keeps dodging our questions."

Shen Zhen suppressed the urge to press for details. Jin Wanquan dared to collude with heretics at this time; he was truly audacious. It seemed that the bottle of Nianchen Liquid he had was indeed problematic.

But he knew it was inappropriate to go forward and disturb them at this moment, so he could only suppress his emotions.

"Thank you for informing me, Captain Hanyan."

Shen Zhen cupped his hands in acknowledgment, watched Han Yan and her group leave in a hurry, and then quickened his pace toward the Ceremonial Courtyard.

......

Ceremony Court.

Shen Zhen walked through the passageway, turned right at the screen wall at the end, and entered the long corridor.

Occasionally, a ceremonial officer carrying documents would hurry past outside the corridor, his footsteps stirring up a gentle breeze. Osmanthus petals swayed in the wind, carrying a faint sweet fragrance, but they did nothing to ease his tense nerves.

He then saw Liu Xubai and Shen Moyan sitting in a relatively quiet corner of the corridor, but this time they were playing chess.

A chessboard with dark patterns was laid on the stone table, with black and white chess pieces arranged in a neat and orderly manner, and a few discarded pieces scattered around.

Liu Xubai held a white chess piece between his fingers, his brows slightly furrowed, staring calmly at the chessboard; Shen Moyan leaned forward slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on his knee, a confident smile on his face.

Seeing this, Shen Zhen took two steps forward and greeted them with a cupped hand:

"Instructor Liu, Uncle Shen,"

"I have urgent business with Lord Wang and cannot disturb your game of chess, so I must take my leave now!"

Shen Moyan had already caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye. Upon hearing this, she didn't even look up and waved her hand.

"Go on, go on, important business is more important."

Liu Xubai glanced at him and saw his anxious expression, so he knew that things were urgent. His tense brows relaxed slightly, and he nodded slightly as if to say goodbye. His fingertips then placed a white piece, and his attention returned to the chessboard.

Shen Zhen said no more and quickly walked through the corridor.

Occasionally, the sound of two people whispering and playing chess could be heard behind them, mingling with the sound of the wind outside the corridor, adding a touch of everyday life to this solemn ceremonial hall.

Upon entering the duty room of the Ceremonial Office, Wang Juan was sitting upright at his desk, reviewing case files.

Seeing Shen Zhen enter, he looked up:

"Are all the cases resolved?"

"Hmm." Shen Zhen sat down, her expression solemn.

"Lord Wang, I've come to ask you something."

This matter concerns myself, and may also be related to heresy.

He recounted the events of Ruanjia Lane and Xiaojia Village in detail.

From the strange sensation of mental energy within her body to Qi Xuejian's mutterings, she noticed every detail, her eyes filled with unease and confusion, eager for an answer.

Wang Juan's brows furrowed, his gaze lowered, landing on a certain spot in the dossier. Just as Shen Zhen was about to speak again, he raised his eyes, his voice calm:

"I've never heard of such a situation before."

"Then what exactly is going on?" Shen Zhen pressed. The power of the Illusionary Desire Demon was strange. Could there be something wrong with his own power?

"Perhaps...it's just a coincidence." Wang Juan withdrew his gaze, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"It doesn't have any special meaning."

Shen Zhen frowned. It felt like two forces of the same origin were calling to each other. Lord Wang's explanation was just a pretext and couldn't convince him.

But looking at Wang Juan's seemingly calm yet cautionary expression, he dared not refute her rashly.

Wang Juan seemed to see through his thoughts, stood up and walked up to him, his tone suddenly becoming serious:

"Just keep this to yourself and don't mention it to anyone else, including your father."

"Why?" Shen Zhen looked up. Could this phenomenon be leading to some kind of danger?

Wang Juan's eyes were deep, and he slowly shook his head:

"I'm afraid that if the news gets out, it will lead to unnecessary suspicion and investigation, which will be detrimental to you."

Your situation is most likely related to your telekinetic abilities.

Your ability to integrate the negative emotional energy of distorted forms is already extraordinary.

If this were to fall into the wrong hands, at best it would be treated as heresy and studied; at worst, the temple would consider it a threat and eliminate it. Therefore, it must not be known to outsiders for the time being.

He paused, then added,

"If similar energy fluctuations occur again in the future, please inform me immediately, understand?"

Although Shen Zhen still had doubts, seeing Wang Juan's serious expression, which did not seem like a joke, she nodded solemnly:

"I understand, thank you for the reminder, Lord Wang."

Wang Juan turned back to his seat, picked up the file again, and...

"It's getting late, and you must be tired. Go back and rest."

Shen Zhen didn't ask any more questions and got up to take her leave.

As they walked through the corridor, Liu Xubai and Shen Moyan were still playing chess, and in the distance, one could faintly hear the delivery of official documents and hushed conversations.

Shen Zhen silently bowed and took his leave, then quickly left the ceremonial hall without disturbing them.

He went back to the Jingxie Division and learned from Lei Lie that Jin Wanquan's trial would be held again early the next morning before returning home.

He pushed open the door and saw a woman in her forties or fifties tidying up the front yard. Seeing him return, she immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Young Master Shen is back."

"Hmm." Shen Zhen responded. This was Aunt Wang. Since her mother passed away, her father had dismissed all the servants in the house, leaving only Aunt Wang.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Xuan rushed out like a firecracker, grabbed his wrist, and looked him up and down:

"Brother, why are you only coming back now?"

"You look so pale, did something happen?"

Seeing his family, Shen Zhen's heart softened. He forced a smile and patted his sister's hand.

"Who is your brother? What happened to him?"

"It's just that handling official business is a bit tiring."

As soon as he finished speaking, his father, Shen Zhenglan, came out, looked at him without saying a word, and handed him a cup of warm tea.

Shen Zhen took the tea, the familiar aroma filling his nostrils. He took a small sip, and his tense nerves relaxed a bit.

"Something happened to the Jingxie Division?" Shen Zhenglan finally spoke, his voice low.

Although the father and son weren't usually very close, Shen Zhen could sense the concern in his father's brief words. He put down his teacup and nodded.

"Yes, Jin Wanquan has been arrested, but everything has been taken care of, so don't worry."

He remembered Wang Juan's words and ultimately did not tell his father about his unusual problem, only vaguely mentioning that he was busy with official duties.

Shen Zhenglan frowned slightly, seemingly wanting to ask something more, but seeing Shen Zhen's somewhat tired expression, he ultimately just patted his shoulder:

"Now that everything's taken care of, go and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Shen Zhen responded and turned to walk towards her room. Shen Xuan pouted beside her and muttered softly:

"My brother is definitely hiding something from us."

Back in his room, Shen Zhen took out the Mind Dust Liquid from the Divine Grace Treasury, intending to handle it cautiously as Wang Juan had instructed.

suddenly!

The dormant despair within him suddenly erupted like wildfire.

The gray-black psychic power surged along the meridians, beginning to frantically devour the power in the psychic dust liquid.

He was deeply shaken, and his attempts to suppress it were in vain.

However, the next second, something even more unexpected happened.

The energy of the Mind Dust Liquid did not conflict with the Despair Mind Power; instead, it blended seamlessly with it, making it visibly purer and stronger, and its operation far smoother than usual.

This problematic liquid has become an excellent source of nutrients?

Shen Zhen gripped the bottle tightly, forcing herself to calm down.

When Xiaojia Village fought against the Illusionary Desire Demon and the Devourer of Delusions, their efforts to actively mobilize the power of despair were in vain, but now, when they were passively mobilized, it was so smooth.

The strange fusion of elements on the stage in Ruanjia Lane is also subtly connected to this eerie coincidence...

Shen Zhen's eyes narrowed as he pondered the connection.

It's also possible that their cultivation level is too low to use it freely.

Since this Nianchen Liquid is usable, let's keep it for now. Also, we'll be hearing Jin Wanquan's case tomorrow; we need to find out if he's really involved in his mother's death.

If so, this grudge will be avenged!