
Zhang Yu approached while showing the key in his hand. Wu Zetian and Tang Yue instantly kept silent not struggling to see this.
"Where did you get that key?" ask Wu Zetian.
Zhang Yu did not answer and only smiled. Wu Zetian was annoyed then snorted softly. "Don't be too confident. Maybe it's not the key to her partner."
Cracks!
This voice made Wu Zetian's face freeze. He stared at the padlock on the chest that had already slipped off.
"Who knows what's inside. Maybe it was just plain sand land," Wu Zetian said as he turned his face away. He was calm and uncaring despite being very curious and envious.
Blake it!
Open box cover. One smaller box was in the middle of it and there was no more content.
Zhang Yu bent his face while continuing to observe. Inwardly also wondered about this little box.
"Open up, what are you waiting for? Don't make us curious" urged Wu Zetian.
Zhang Yu took a quick glance then gradually opened the small box and placed it on top of his palm.
A plaque that looks very worn.
Wu Zetian blinked a few times while rubbing his eyes. After making sure there was nothing wrong with his vision, he laughed out loud to the point that his tears were so satisfied to see the contents of the chest far from his expectations.
"Ah-haha ... I think it's going to have a very, very scarce resource. But it turns out it's just an obsolete plaque."
"I'm glad I didn't bother looking for the key. If not I have really done something in vain," he added again and laughed again at the worn-out plaque.
"Zhang Yu, it would be nice of you to just throw away that ugly plaque. Really ruined the view."
But instead of throwing away the plaque Zhang Yu looked at him so deeply.
"Somehow I feel this plaque is more valuable than it looks," Zhang Yu's inner voice said.
After thinking for quite a while Zhang Yu kept the plaque in his storage ring.
Wu Zetian felt that Zhang Yu really liked strange things. Such plaques are of no benefit, better made than to meet the place in the storage ring. That's what's in his head.
Despite knowing what Wu Zetian was thinking, Zhang Yu acted like he didn't know anything. He invited them to continue their journey.
Fifth floor, then sixth floor.
If the fifth floor was still the same as the floors below which were shaped like a labyrinth, then the sixth floor was an empty room like the main hall. It was so vast without any obstructions and everyone who had arrived gathered there.
"It looks like we became the first imperial academy students to arrive at the sixth floor," Wu Zetian said as he looked around. Other than the four of them there was no one who wore the same clothes as them. Some were wearing red and some were wearing green.
"Zhang Yu!"
Zhang Yu was stunned to hear someone reprimand him. He raised his face then found a group of red-clothed men walking towards him.
"You're Zhang Yu, aren't you?" asked the man who stood at the very front after arriving before Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu did not speak. His eyes looked at this man who seemed to have cultivation on it.
"What you've done is really bad! Do you know how strong the Yan Clan is?" ask the man cynically.
"Klan Yan is indeed strong. It must be admitted that the Yan Clan is indeed powerful. But it's best that Young Master Yan doesn't do anything on this floor."
"You ... First Prince of the Xuan Empire?"
Xuan Yang smiled as his identity was still recognized. He walked over while putting his hands on his back then stood beside Zhang Yu.
"Right, I am Xuan Yang, the first prince of the Xuan Empire."
Yan Xou snorted. "What if you're the first prince of the Xuan Empire? You won't be able to dig me up to kill him!"
"What about me?"
Before Yan Xou actually closed his mouth, came another uninvited group wearing green clothes.
"Hong Shen! Why do you always interfere in my affairs?! Get out of here, this has nothing to do with you!"
Hong Shen only smiled then walked to Zhang Yu's side. "Yan Xou, I happen to know Zhang Yu. So I can't just stand by watching him being bullied by you."
The look on Yan Xou's face turned unhappy. He was currently at the one-star grand Master level, two might be able to get rid of Xuan Yang who had the same cultivation level as him. But with Hong Shen also being at the same level, there was no longer any chance of her taking advantage.
But preparing this plan is very mature. Waiting for time to meet and do the action. But when we meet, there is even a disturbing barrier.
Sighs...
"Bad! Let's just say I lost this time. But this isn't over!"
Yang Xou looked at Zhang Yu sharply. He turned away full of arrogance.
"..."
Zhang Yu still did not speak seeing the departure of Yan Xou and the people of the Yan Clan. He opened his mouth for the first time and thanked the two people who had helped him.
"Thank you for your help, First Prince. Thank you also to Young Master Hong!"
"Haha ... You're not putting a damn. I've said it before, just tell me if you need help or need anything," Hong Shen said kindly.
"I also can't keep quiet seeing my junior in trouble. Fellow students of the academy, it's appropriate to help each other right?" said Xuan Yang.
Zhang Yu nodded in understanding. After the two of them left Zhang Yu glanced at Xuan Yin who was about to go follow his brothers.
Zhang Yu stopped him, "You asked your brother to help me?"
"You're too confident! What the hell am I doing that for? He's helping you because he wants to return the favor of what you've done in the palace."
"Is that so?" Zhang Yu raised next to his eyebrows and said in a soft voice.
Xuan Yin's face flushed red. "Of course it is! If you don't believe me, come and ask him directly."
After saying Xuan Yin directly went to follow his brothers. He did not dare to show his face and hide from Zhang Yu's gaze.
Despite his efforts to remind his first brother of Zhang Yu, his first brother took the initiative to help out because he wanted to return the favor to Zhang Yu.
So it would not be wrong if she said not to ask her brother for help since she just reminded him.
Yet why was he still nervous when Zhang Yu asked like that?!
Xuan Yin felt himself to be really troubled. He had been exposed to unknown poisons of his kind.