Imperial Treasure

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Two people being chased and two chasers, one group after Hei Pi, a man in black, and a bunch of police officers!

What a mishmash is this pot?

Click!

The gun was drawn!

The police officers, oblivious due to the chaos and darkness, only saw the knife in Hei Pi's hand and those who were chasing him.

In a flash!

Sui Yi, hands on the railing, pushed off with force!

Woosh!

She leaped over the railing!

Boom—the sound of gunfire erupted!

Chaos erupted fiercely!

"Sui Yi!!!"

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The height of the third floor was challenging not just for a girl but even for a fit police officer. Lin Quan and others almost simultaneously felt that this troublesome girl would break her legs.

"Who fired the shot!"

"Someone just shot!"

At that moment, Hei Pi also fiercely jumped down from the third floor!

In the midst of turmoil, a group of people charged downstairs, pursued by shouting, roaring, and threatening police officers. Among the crowd, one person coldly curled his lips, turned his step, and entered the dark stairwell.

A police officer leaned over the railing to look down.

Two people jumped from the third floor, and then, the reality on the ground floor—there was no one there.

Where did Sui Yi and Hei Pi go?

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In the pitch-black night, outside the dense forest by the cheerfully flowing Nanxun River, in a shadowy area, Sui Yi, with legs in agony, was thrown to the ground by Hei Pi, who took a deep breath and swallowed the hot blood rising in his chest.

"The person who harmed you isn't me," Sui Yi managed to say.

Hei Pi turned around, covering his arm perforated by a bullet wound, "I could tell."

From how those people were chasing him, it appeared to Sui Yi that she knew nothing about it; she was just focusing on escaping. He had already figured it out.

Sui Yi looked at him coldly.

"But it's useless now. Now, you and I are both going to be dragged into this."

"You know I have nothing to do with this"—besides that inexplicable shard.

"Yes, I do know," Hei Pi smirked bitterly, licking the blood sticking to his lips clean with some cruelty, "but I must drag someone down with me."

"A burial companion? Seems like there's someone with a gun chasing you..." Sui Yi casually commented, her palm supporting her on the grass.

Hei Pi's expression indeed turned ugly, "I don't know who that person is, might as well be your boss's hired Assassin."

Surprisingly, this comment made Sui Yi smile for the first time today.

"Hiring a gunman is too expensive."

To put it bluntly, you overestimate yourself and underestimate Elder Tang's stinginess.

Hei Pi's expression stiffened, "He's after me just to find those items. You've been in contact with me. Just by saying that some things were taken by you, he might believe it... I think you better just help me escape."

This girl had managed to escape from the hands of the police, surely she was exceptional, and now he was relying on this slim chance for his escape; otherwise, he really didn't know how to escape from this three-sided siege.

Sui Yi figured out his intentions. Realizing her critical situation, he intended to drag her down, forcing her to help him escape.

What a clever plot!

However, Sui Yi didn't refuse outright because, at that moment, Hei Pi was still capable of killing her.

Her gaze lingered on the knife in his hand for a moment.

"Alright"

She answered, then moved her body slightly before becoming still again.

"What happened?" Hei Pi frowned.

"My leg is injured, I can't move," Sui Yi said mildly.

Hei Pi hesitated for a moment but suddenly heard some noise in the distance; his body tensed.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Sui Yi's arm, and said harshly, "Hurry... they're catching up. Find me a way out..."

Sui Yi was forcefully pulled up, and involuntarily, her arm flung a handful of dirt into Hei Pi's eyes.

"Ah!"

His wrist had already been squeezed by Sui Yi, and the knife dropped to the ground!

With a clang, someone kicked the knife away, and it dropped into the river with a splash...

"You!"

Without his knife and unable to see, Hei Pi was both angry and frantic, reaching out to grab Sui Yi... Sui Yi meant to dodge, but a fierce, excruciating pain shot through her palm, convulsing her body. Before she knew it, Hei Pi had grabbed hold of her!

"Die!"

He flung her with force!

Sui Yi, already spent, was thrown out...

She hit the water with a splash!

On the riverbank, light from flashlights in various parts of Lin Zhong penetrated the darkness...

Hei Pi desperately rubbed the sand from his eyes, regaining a bit of his vision amidst the pain just in time to see in front of him and his face turned deathly pale.

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Gurgling, the river looked serene and beautiful, but for someone like Sui Yi, who was in agony from head to toe, submerging in it was torturous.

She knew how to swim, but she was too weak to move, and the sharp pain in her palm let loose streams of blood, the scent of which nearly invaded her nose and mouth.

Underwater, the increasingly weak Sui Yi looked down and seemed to see the fragments in her palm shining, melting, and then... seeping into her body. However, no one noticed that at the bottom of the deep river, a person floated in the water, her body beginning to emit a light as sublime as the ancient divine light, strands of silver thread piercing through her palm and permeating her body, enveloping every cell... It almost looked like a ritual.

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When Sui Yi woke up, she was on a soft mattress covered with a thin, softly fragrant silk quilt that covered her sore body. She looked around at the decor of the room...

It was understatedly luxurious, with an ancient charm.

Outside the wooden doors was a tranquil expanse of blue water along with the beautiful riverside scenery, lush trees, clusters of clouds, and the perfect sunlight.

Sui Yi was silent for a moment, then propped herself up with her hand, suddenly feeling dizzy. Unconsciously, she looked at her palm.

The wound where the fragments had melted in was now young and tender as if nothing unusual had ever happened.

Could everything yesterday have been a dream?

But if it had been a dream, none of this would be here now.

Sui Yi rubbed her palm and then remembered to check her body; she realized she was wearing a crescent-white nightgown.

It looked like a hospital gown.

However, she casually overlooked those aspects most critical to a girl's modesty; what she cared about was... what was wrong with her body.

No one was in the room, and Sui Yi, with a resigned nature, got out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

In the bathroom, she scanned briefly but found no surveillance devices—though there was no need for such measures, considering if someone wanted to do something, they could have easily done so last night.

Checking her surroundings was just a habit for Sui Yi.

Upon examination, she found that all the injuries she had sustained previously, including the cut on her arm, were completely healed, not even a single scar remained.

In fact, Sui Yi had known since she was very young that there was something unusual about her body.

She had strong recuperative abilities, able to fully recover from any injury in a short time. According to her observations, her recovery rate seemed to be twenty to thirty times that of a normal person. Strangely, despite having such constitution, she was physically very frail; strength, stamina, explosive power, toughness, none were sufficient.

Pale skin, weak physique—this was how others typically saw her.

This peculiar body now seemed even more bizarre.

"One night and such a big wound is healed, my recuperative abilities must be at least a hundred times stronger... or is it just because of that fragment?" Sui Yi touched the mirror, stroking her reflection. She had a feeling that this body seemed both hers and yet not hers at the same time.

After a while, she put on her nightgown.

The house was neither large nor small, styled with the architecture of the Tang Dynasty, hence the layout was open and grand but finely crafted.