My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2931
2931 Ambition
“He’s an incredibly ambitious individual,” Mo Lian sighed.
“The fact that he set up this scheme a century ago suggests it may have been a mission passed down through generations.”
“A family clan mission?”
“You could say that,” Mo Lian nodded. “Or perhaps it’s a sect’s mission, or the legacy of a noble family, or even an inheritance from ministers or the imperial family.”
“In that case, practically every major power in the Three Provinces becomes a potential suspect.” Qiao Mu sighed in frustration.
There were at least 800 factions of various sizes in the Three Provinces. Trying to uncover clues about Heavenly Fate within this labyrinth of organizations was akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.
“Maybe I’m overthinking it,” Mo Lian smiled and squeezed her hand. “I’ll move these bronze statues aside.”
Qiao Mu shook her head and suggested disdainfully, “These bronze statues are unsettling to look at. Why don’t we shatter them?”
Mo Lian glanced at his little wife and agreed, “Alright.”
Qiao Mu tossed him two diamond talismans, while she affixed hers to her hands.
With a few powerful punches, the two formidable individuals dismantled the three bronze statues into pieces, scattering them across the ground.
The entrance to the stone chamber now lay before them.
They stepped over the broken bronze statue fragments and entered the chamber hand in hand.
The sound of a subtle mechanism creaking filled the air.
In less than a second, several iron gates descended from behind them, the metal grates rising and falling.
For a moment, such voices came from all directions.
Qiao Mu and Mo Lian stood in the stone chamber, turning around to survey their surroundings. They soon realized they were enclosed by iron barriers.
They found themselves within a vast circular enclosure, encased on all sides by iron fencing with minimal gaps, too narrow for even a baby’s hand to fit through.
They exchanged glances, confirming their confinement within this iron cage.
The noxious odor in the chamber grew increasingly oppressive.
Then, an earth-shaking screech pierced the air.
Mo Lian extended his arm to shield his wife and retreated a few steps. Together, they looked upwards and saw a monstrous creature adhering to the ceiling above the stone chamber. Its small red eyes remained fixed on them without blinking.
Qiao Mu felt her stomach churn with disgust.
What in the world was this abomination?
It was even more repulsive than the human-faced spider.
After all, the Man-Faced Spider was, at its core, still a spider. This creature, on the other hand, was decidedly more bizarre.
It possessed a whopping twelve spider-like legs, each slender appendage coated in fur resembling steel needles, creating an unsettling and scalp-prickling sight.
Each of its twelve feet bore tiny suction cups, enabling it to cling to surfaces and suck substances.
Qiao Mu instinctively sought refuge behind Mo Lian, her eyes trained warily on the human-headed spider above.
“Hiss, caw,” the creature emitted a shriek, a prelude to an impending attack.
It suddenly descended from the ceiling, ejecting a gob of green mucus towards the two of them.
Upon hitting the ground, the corrosive liquid immediately ate through the stone, a testament to its potent venom.
Realizing its attack had missed, the human-headed spider promptly retreated several steps. Its behavior appeared eerily human as it continued to observe the duo with wariness.
Qiao Mu decisively tore open an offensive talisman and hurled it toward the creature.
