Chapter 34: The Moment Zhi Zhi Strikes, The Truth is Revealed

A massive crowd of civilians frantically fled along the roadside, their screams deafening.

The government soldiers, gripped by intense fear and the prospect of death, hesitated despite holding their weapons, unwilling to step forward and stop the chaos.

A middle-aged man laughed maniacally, completely unrestrained. He even raised a hand, pretending to conjure a deadly water orb to intimidate the people.

The entire street was filled with piercing screams from both civilians and soldiers, mixed with the terrified cries of children. Everyone was desperately fleeing in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man.

Xie Zhizhi’s expression was solemn, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes. She swiftly weaved through the panicked crowd, her movements quick and precise. A man like this had no reason to exist.

However, with so many people rushing in her direction, it was difficult for her to push forward. She couldn’t immediately chase after him.

Ten meters behind her, Jing Lan, quick-eyed and quick-witted, noticed the young lady’s intent. With a light tap of her toes, she activated her qinggong and soared above the crowd.

“Zhizhi-jie!”

Jing Lan’s voice, enhanced with internal energy, pierced through the noise. Xie Zhizhi turned her head and saw her companion above. Without hesitation, she raised her hand in sync.

She had only been learning for two days and hadn’t mastered qinggong yet.

Jing Lan grabbed her by the shoulders and swiftly carried her forward, using qinggong to close the distance between them and the man.

The bystanders gasped in shock. Two women using qinggong? Their identities were clearly extraordinary!

Yet, not knowing the full situation, the civilians remained in a state of chaos, continuing to flee in panic.

The middle-aged man, having had his fun scaring people, started running toward the palace, where the enthronement ceremony was taking place.

The sudden acquisition of power had clouded his mind with greed—he wanted everyone to fear him, to bow before him.

Though he looked to be in his forties, he moved with surprising agility, his running speed unnervingly fast.

As he rounded a corner, his figure was about to vanish into another street. The square ahead was already within reach!

But by then, Xie Zhizhi had already caught up. In her palm, she conjured a shimmering, powerful water orb—small in size, yet brimming with terrifying energy. In the blink of an eye, she released it.

It shot forward like a thunderclap!

Boom! The orb struck the middle-aged man’s back!

His body jolted violently from the impact. His head snapped forward, and he lost control, tumbling forward onto his knees. Thick, dark blood spewed from his mouth.

“Ahhh—who did that?!”

Xie Zhizhi saw that he hadn’t died immediately upon impact. Instead, his hands began forming another water orb. She quickly realized—his awakened divine power had altered his body!

He was no longer just an ordinary human.

Without hesitation, she reached into her spatial storage and pulled out the only Desert Eagle pistol she had. Hidden at her waist until now, she swiftly took aim at the writhing man on the ground, closed one eye, and pulled the trigger.

Decisive. Efficient.

Bang!

The bullet struck the back of his head with deadly precision!

Blood splattered onto the street, the bullet hole piercing cleanly through his forehead. His body twitched before finally going still, the water orb in his hands dissipating. He died with eyes wide open, full of unwillingness.

Jing Lan’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “Miss is incredible! Where did she even pull that from?!”

But since her mistress wasn’t keen on explaining, Jing Lan knew better than to ask.

Xie Zhizhi remained calm, her cold gaze sweeping over the scene. Strangely, she felt neither fear from using a gun for the first time nor any guilt from taking a life. She simply lowered the weapon and observed her surroundings.

This gun had been hidden in her grandfather’s safe. She hadn’t even known about it in the modern world. Yesterday, while searching for maps in her spatial storage, she had reorganized some things and stumbled upon it.

At that moment, she couldn’t help but admire her grandfather’s audacity. His name carried the word “Wang” (wild ambition), and it truly suited his nature—daring enough to secretly store firearms. Perhaps her grandfather was not just an ordinary old man?

Would this chaos truly end here?

The civilians, after a brief moment of stunned silence, realized that the man was truly dead. Only then did they relax, collapsing to the ground and bursting into tears.

Jing Lan, still holding onto Xie Zhizhi’s shoulders, stood atop a shop’s rooftop, gazing into the distance.

“Zhizhi-jie, should we leave now?”

“Leave? Why would we? There’s still a show to watch. Look ahead!”

Jing Zhe soon arrived at their side. At this point, Xie Zhizhi no longer cared whether her identity would be exposed. She had only disguised herself to avoid unnecessary trouble.

They were currently standing at a street corner.

Following her instructions, Jing Lan and Jing Zhe both turned their gaze in the direction she pointed.

Xie Zhizhi crossed her arms, a playful smirk on her lips as she watched the long procession in the distance.

Down below, the Third Prince had likely succeeded in ascending the throne. He was now leading the civil and military officials on a grand parade through the streets.

But the scene before them—a street in chaos, fresh blood staining the ground, corpses lying in plain sight—was nothing short of a blatant insult to the new emperor!

At the front of the procession, a deputy general riding a horse furrowed his thick brows and raised his right hand. “Halt!”

Immediately, the guards and officials behind him stopped in their tracks.

With a sharp and commanding voice, the deputy general barked at a nearby soldier, “What happened here?!”

A trembling soldier, realizing the general was looking at him, scrambled forward and fell to his knees. “My lord! A man suddenly attacked, killing one of our officers with a water orb! Then… then he tried to escape toward the coronation ceremony! But—but—but—”

The soldier stuttered, unable to finish his sentence. His gaze slowly drifted upward to a nearby rooftop.

The deputy general, closely watching the soldier, immediately followed his fearful gaze.

And there, standing above them, were the ones responsible for ending the chaos.