Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 604 - 27: The Combat Boost of Colorful Skins

At the beginning of the new government, the President did not make things too difficult for the abdicated young Emperor and merely gave him a week to get out of the Palace.

Although there was no explicit ban on staying within the Capital, the loyalists of the Former Dynasty did not dare to bet on how benevolent and generous the President would be. Being under constant surveillance, you might be taken down the moment they were irritated, with nowhere to seek justice.

No matter how unnoticeable the young Emperor was, he was not truly without any relatives or friends. Besides his own harem of concubines, there was also the Empress Dowager and the Grand Empress Dowager from the previous Emperor, Princes, Princesses... and Palace Maids, eunuchs, and guards, etc., and even after several reductions, there were still over three hundred people remaining.

The Imperial Court was short on funds at the time, but the Imperial Family was very wealthy, with many jewels, jade articles, curiosities, antiques, and artworks inside the Imperial Palace’s Inner Court that could not be measured in money.

Some then advised the President to retain the wealth within the Palace. As for the young Emperor, it was enough to let him leave with nothing but his life.

The President sneered in disdain, not bothering to pay attention to those short-sighted people.

That’s not how you do the accounts.

You have to consider the context of the times.

Anyway, nobody knew how much the young Emperor had managed to move out of the Palace during those seven days. Certainly not a small amount, but also unlikely to be too much. The daily expenses for the needs of over three hundred people were tremendous.

With no other income, it’s hard to say how much they still had left today.

The fact that Shen Qingxi could buy a string of beads from an Imperial Concubine shows that the Former Dynasty’s Imperial Family didn’t have such deep pockets anymore.

Now in the second year of the new government’s establishment, there were no longer so many people in the Xia Mansion. Many Palace Maids, eunuchs, and guards had been dismissed, and some Imperial Concubines and Princesses had married off.

However, the young Emperor still had a strong personal guard force by his side, protecting his safety.

There were still many foolishly loyal people in these times.

Some former ministers of the Former Dynasty traveled thousands of miles to see the Emperor, handing over their life savings.

And there were those from the Martial Path, descendants from the General’s family, Rangers from the Jianghu World... Perhaps they were unable to grasp the change, or maybe they had other motives, but they willingly served as guards without asking for salaries.

Standing at the entrance of the Xia Mansion, Li Mumu felt her legs going weak.

Should we really be playing this big?

Although Shen Qingxi spoke of getting clues from the young Emperor’s mouth, imperial robes could complicate things... what if you go too far?

I don’t want to end up in the Special Service Bureau’s cell again. There’s nothing there, and it’s enough to drive someone insane. I can hardly imagine there being another incident of chaos caused by Senior Sister Bai to allow for an escape.

"Trust me, there’s no problem! As long as we act quickly and decisively, we won’t alert the authorities."

Shen Qingxi confidently gave a thumbs-up: "I’ve been here several times already; I won’t get lost even at night!"

Who cares if you can get lost or not! Is getting lost the issue here?

What in the world goes through your mind?

Li Mumu desperately made faces at Xia Yubing, but to her surprise, Xia Yubing remained unmoved.

It makes sense... Sister Bingbing is now a second-stage advanced powerhouse who can walk sideways through Tianmen City, while I’m just a little extra who hasn’t advanced.

The problems I’m worried about might not even be considered problems to her.

"I need the two sisters to reveal their true forms, and give them a super shocking, dazzling entrance!"

"Right here?"

"Yes, transforming inside would be impolite, wouldn’t it?"

It’s impolite to transform anywhere!

But she was already giving too much.

Li Mumu sighed internally, as countless red streamers spread out from beneath her skirt, and the Blood River Map turned into a floating Red Silk Ribbon in front of her.

At the same time, Xia Yubing also manifested her supernatural form, donning a ghostly official robe from the Former Dynasty. Two heavy chains fell from the long sleeves, trailing along the ground and creating the sound of metal scraping.

Shen Qingxi closed her eyes and felt the presence for a moment, but still wasn’t entirely satisfied, "Can’t it be more dazzling?"

"Any more dazzling and it would scare people to death!"

"That’s exactly the effect I want. All the dogs in the palace look down on others. If you can’t overpower them, they won’t take you seriously."

Sounds of gears turning echoed from within Shen Qingxi’s body, "Watch how I perform for you!"

Her body suddenly gained a metallic sheen, accompanied by the roar of a power engine, and the support of hydraulic levers, her form visibly transformed into a mechanical puppet.

This complexity of the machinery from head to toe... astonishingly gave Li Mumu the impression of a steampunk version of Megatron.

Fortunately, she didn’t grow to a tremendous size this time, her height only increased to about one meter eighty.

Shen Qingxi reached back and snapped off a rib, casually tossing it, and it extended into a steel staff as tall as her body, with circles of incomprehensible bluish RGB bulbs embedded at the top, sporadically sparking electricity and fire.

"How about that? Isn’t it dazzling?"

Swinging a staff flower casually, Shen Qingxi excitedly turned around and asked.

"..."

Li Mumu was now certain that Shen Qingxi wasn’t just putting on an act; this kid’s mind really had some issues.

Xia Yubing remained silent for a moment, with swirls of cold wind forming at her feet, enveloping her whole body in a dark mist, making her look even more sinister and terrifying.

Don’t spoil her like that! Are you really going to play along with her?

Li Mumu sighed deeply and reached behind her to pull out a head, cradling it in her arms.

The commotion caused by the trio’s display of their true forms had already alerted the guards in the courtyard. The sound of voices inside was followed by the lighting of lanterns.

Just as Shen Qingxi was about to enter, she suddenly frowned, "Shouldn’t I come up with a domineering nickname for myself?"

You’re at their doorstep and only now you think of this?

Li Mumu responded, at a loss for words, "Haven’t you already declared yourself as Fairy Langhuan, Layman Cangqing?"

"Those titles sound too gentle, not fitting my current image," she countered.

Shen Qingxi thought for a moment, then turned back to ask, "Our Longevity Sect is considered a Heretical Sect, right?"

"It’s just an unrecognized and unregistered underground church,"

Xia Yubing corrected her.

"Isn’t that the same thing... I’ve got it!"

With one step forward, Shen Qingxi swung her staff, smashing it against the grand door. A crisp crack sounded as the Refined Iron-cast door was blasted open by her strike.

"Who’s there! What is this! Guard the carriage!"

The manor plunged into chaos, with shouts of all kinds breaking out.

These Inner Court Guards probably never expected someone to attack so overtly.

Could it be the President was finally here to silence them?

Countless Red Strings and chains shot out from the darkness, binding all the unsuspecting guards and tossing them aside in a pile.

Among these guards were many with exquisite martial skills. However, ordinary martial practitioners couldn’t combat such sinister methods, let alone now when they were no longer shielded by the dynasty’s fortunes.