Chapter 30: The Water Ball Crashed into the Cabinet, Shocking the Three

The Crown Prince, already terrified, started babbling nonsense. The guards immediately kneeled with a thud, joined their hands in prayer, and bowed toward the spot where the antique bookshelf had disappeared, offering their reverence to the empty space.

“Great Immortal! Wonderful Immortal! Please don’t scare me, I’m so scared! If you have any commands, just say them!”

Xie Zhizhi nearly laughed herself to death inside her space, as items from the imperial study rapidly disappeared, entering her space. She didn’t forget to blow a little cold air at the Crown Prince to cool him down.

The Crown Prince trembled uncontrollably, and in shock, fell off his dragon throne, begging and kneeling: “Great Immortal, please speak calmly! If you like something, just take it! No need to be polite! Whatever you fancy, it’s yours!”

As long as you don’t take my life!

It was too terrifying; the imperial study was gone, the national treasury was gone, and the people were against his ascension. What use is this world anymore?

The Crown Prince, too distressed, fainted, and his last thought was to just fall ill and relinquish the throne.

Xie Zhizhi blinked, surprised at how easily they got scared. She emptied the imperial study and left the palace.

…

Later that night, around two or three in the morning.

The gloomy sky began to change dramatically. Dark clouds gathered, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed, as if the sky had cracked open!

Then a torrential downpour followed, the river waves surged without stopping. The citizens of the royal city panicked. The rain was even heavier than last night’s!

Inside a small house.

Xie Zhizhi stayed in the small living room, looking outside. The rain was terrifying!

The sky and earth were connected by countless sheets of rain, lightning struck, and the rain intensified. Soon, water started pooling in the yard.

“Miss, it’s a good thing you bought high-quality gray plaster to seal the roof; otherwise, we’d definitely get water inside,” Jing Lan said, relieved as she looked at the pouring rain outside.

The “gray plaster” referred to cement, which Xie Zhizhi had brought back in a barrel, sealing the gaps in the bamboo roof with it, adding a drying agent that had dried quickly.

The three of them couldn’t sleep due to the thunderstorm, so they sat chatting about what to prepare for leaving the royal city.

She didn’t say she wasn’t planning to leave; everything would wait. There was still a day and a half left.

She took out a pot of spiritual spring water, and both Jing Zhe and Jing Lan became addicted to it.

“Why is the well water so sweet tonight?” Jing Zhe drank two large cups and noticed his arm wound was itching, thinking it was just due to the damp weather.

Jing Lan continued pouring tea and felt much better in her throat. She guessed, “The water from the mountains is always this sweet. It’s probably because we were thirsty that it tastes so good.”

Xie Zhizhi smiled faintly, hiding her achievements, and said, “If you like it, drink more.”

After a while, the rain outside was still heavy.

Suddenly, she had a strange thought. Since hail brings ice shard powers, could rain bring water-based powers?

Unable to resist her curiosity, she did something silly.

She stood up and walked out of the house. As soon as she stepped outside, the rain pelted down on her like beans, soaking her instantly!

Jing Lan and Jing Zhe were stunned. “Miss, why are you out in the rain?!”

They rushed out to pull her back, both stern and worried.

“Miss! What are you doing?”

“Quick, go back inside, you’ll catch a cold!”

Her pale face was covered in raindrops, her entire body drenched, and she laughed at herself for this silly act.

“It’s fine, I’ve just never been in the rain before. I’m going back now.”

If she didn’t return soon, the two little hidden guards would probably carry her back into the house.

She’d only been out for ten seconds, then went back inside. There shouldn’t have been any effect from it.

Jing Lan and Jing Zhe were drenched as well.

Xie Zhizhi handed them dry clothes and a bucket of water, saying, “Go take another bath, it’s my fault.”

Jing Lan tried to refuse. “You go first, Miss.”

Her body, after soaking in the spiritual spring water, had become much stronger, and she wasn’t in a hurry. “Trust me.”

They couldn’t argue, so they quickly went to the back yard to take a quick bath.

Xie Zhizhi even prepared water for her to wash afterward.

Such thoughtful care.

By the time they finished, the rain still hadn’t stopped, and the water in the yard had risen to half the height of the door threshold. If it rose any higher, it would flood inside. So, she quietly used her mind to absorb the rainwater into her space and directed it toward the mountain.

Jing Lan and Jing Zhe hadn’t noticed the water outside had decreased, only that the water level had stopped rising.

They asked anxiously, “Miss, do you feel unwell?”

“No.” She had changed into a white undergarment and was adjusting her sleeve, which fit perfectly.

However, as soon as she said that, a chill spread inside her body. Could it be she was coming down with a cold?

But it shouldn’t have happened this fast.

She didn’t think much of it, sat down, and drank a cup of hot tea to warm up.

“I have a question for you both. Have you ever seen cold stones fall from the sky?”

Jing Lan thought for a moment. “When I was five, I think I saw something like that. It was so strange, a small piece, about the size of broken silver, but it was milky white. It was cool and icy when I held it, but I can’t remember the details now.”

She thought carefully. The original owner’s memory didn’t have this scene, as Jing Lan was five, and the original owner was only a little over four, so it probably wasn’t a strong memory.

“What if they weren’t the size of broken silver, but as big as a barrel lid, round and huge, falling from the sky? What would happen?”

Jing Zhe immediately visualized the scene in his mind and was shocked, exclaiming, “That would kill someone, right?”

Jing Lan, more perceptive, squinted her eyes, thinking for a moment, then asked cautiously, “What do you mean, Miss?”

She glanced at Jing Lan and decided to prepare them mentally. Raising her eyebrows lightly, she asked, “If you knew such a day was coming, where would you hide?”

Jing Lan looked out at the heavy rain, noticing the calculating look on the Miss’s pale, delicate face. She didn’t think it was a joke, so she seriously considered her answer.

After some hesitation, she said, “Would a cave work? But would it collapse? How powerful is the hail? Would a mine be strong enough?”

Jing Zhe thought, “For such large hail, one should choose a suitable place to dig a pit, or like Jing Lan said, hide in an abandoned gold mine. I can’t think of any other methods for now.”

Xie Zhizhi lowered her brow slightly, calmly replying, “That’s a good idea. Given the current weather—alternating cold and heat, the storm won’t stop—it might hail. The main thing is that I dreamed about it last night, and I’m worried the house will collapse, so I asked you both.”

At that moment, a huge lightning bolt struck, and a terrifying white flash illuminated the room.

Xie Zhizhi’s body shrank suddenly, feeling even colder inside, as if ice-cold water had spread through her organs.

Both Jing Lan and Jing Zhe thought she was afraid of the thunder.

Jing Lan immediately leaned closer, comforting her, “Miss, don’t be scared! We’re all here. As for the dream, I think we can hide in a gold mine.”

Jing Zhe sat beside her left, adding, “Yes, we believe in your instincts.”

Neither of them could get used to calling her anything other than “Miss.” She wanted to explain she wasn’t afraid of the thunder.

“Alright, tomorrow I’ll tell you both what to do.”

As she was thinking about reinforcing the house with the toughest steel plates, the chill inside her seemed to spread to her hands.

She opened her palms, and saw faint blood vessels, almost invisible, stretching across her arms. The discomfort grew.

What is this?

Jing Lan and Jing Zhe, sitting beside her, immediately noticed and became anxious, eyes wide, wanting to touch her. She pulled her hands away.

“Miss! What’s happening to you? What is this?”

“Did the rain make you sick? What should we do?”

They were both frantic. Who’s heard of someone’s hands being transparent enough to see the blood vessels?

It was unbelievable!

“Don’t panic, it’s just a bit cold,” she said, feeling uncomfortable but unable to pinpoint where the discomfort was coming from.

In instinct, she shook her hands, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable sensation.

Suddenly, a transparent, pure water ball the size of an apple shot out from her palm, nearly hitting Jing Lan, who reacted quickly, bending at the waist and using her hands to support herself on the ground, narrowly avoiding it.

The water ball flew past Jing Lan and, in the blink of an eye, slammed into a wooden cabinet filled with miscellaneous items!

Bang!

The collision between the water ball and the wooden cabinet made an ear-piercing sound.

“Miss!” Jing Lan and Jing Zhe were both stunned, staring at the broken cabinet and the scattered items, unable to speak for a long time.