Chapter 34: Nightmare

uld be even more respectful to him. If Chen Ping is not the benefactor, then the Bai family would not need to waste their energy on him."Hehehe, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. That's all I...The dragon throne is a symbol of status. Sitting on it gives one quite an air of authority. Although Gu Wentian had collected many things, this dragon throne was his most beloved possession. He would almost sit on it every day, feeling the majesty of the emperor from back then!

"Old man, I advise you to burn the dragon throne. Perhaps you'll live longer!"

Chen Ping persuaded Gu Wentian.

"What do you mean" Gu Wentian frowned: "At such a young age, are you cursing me to death"

Gu Wentian was furious. If not for Lin Tianhu's face, Chen Ping wouldn't even be qualified to enter his courtyard. Now that Chen Ping dared to speak recklessly, how could Gu Wentian not be angry!

"When the old man calmed down, Mr. Chen said something that must have made sense!"

Lin Tianhu hurriedly got up and dissuaded Gu Wentian, then looked at Chen Ping and said: "Mr. Chen, since you have seen some clues, I hope you can explain them truthfully. Lao Gu is not an outsider!"

Of course, Lin Tianhu knew Chen Ping was capable. Otherwise, how could he possibly become the head of the Tiandragon Hall!

"Kid, if you can't explain yourself today, no one can save you!"

Gu Wentian let out a cold snort and stood up from the dragon throne!

Chen Ping wasn't in a hurry, and smiled faintly: "This dragon throne is indeed a genuine imperial artifact, and it truly belongs to the Ming Dynasty. It's just a pity that this dragon throne is filled with resentment. If I'm not mistaken, a former emperor died on this very throne, otherwise there wouldn't be such a strong sense of resentment."

"The reason why the ancient one sitting on the dragon throne didn't feel anything was because this place was filled with spiritual energy, a blessed land. It temporarily suppressed the resentment on the dragon throne. However, now that the nine dragons on the throne are completely consumed by resentment, if you stay here any longer, I fear your life will be short. Haven't you seen that the nine dragon heads on the throne are faintly turning black"

When Chen Ping finished speaking, Gu Wentian shivered involuntarily and hurriedly looked at his dragon throne. Sure enough, the nine dragon heads were different from other places, becoming somewhat dark!

"Kid, don't try to fool me. This black dragon head is just due to age and oxidation. There's no such thing as 'evil spirits,' that's just nonsense!"

Gu Wen Tian suddenly slapped the table and said.

“Don’t believe me” Chen Ping sneered. “I was going to spare your life out of respect for the warning you gave me, but you don’t appreciate it. Perhaps this is your destiny. Don’t think you’re alright now, but every night you’ll have nightmares, dreaming that a python is constricting you, and you’ll wake up suffocating. You’ve had these dreams for at least a month!”

Chen Ping finished speaking and turned to leave!

"Mr. Chen!" Lin Tianhu's face was full of embarrassment, and he hurriedly chased after him!

At this moment, Gu Wentian stood rooted to the spot, completely overwhelmed. He had never told anyone about his dreams, yet Chen Ping knew them so intimately and in such detail. How was that possible

"Wait a moment!"

Gu Wentian quickly caught up and stopped Chen Ping.

"Well, I told you so, didn't I"

Chen Ping asked Gu Wentian.

Gu Wen Tian blushed, and finally nodded, saying: "L...Mr. Chen is right. I've been plagued by nightmares lately, the same dream every day for a long time now!"

“The serpent in your dream was the nine dragons on this throne. Now, their resentment fills your body. They haven't fully turned black yet. If they were to become entirely black, even a great celestial being descending from heaven wouldn't be able to save you!”

Chen Ping said calmly!

"Well, what should I do now" Gu Wentian had already placed his trust in Chen Ping at this point!

"Burn this dragon throne. Don't use ordinary fire, but burn it with paper money. Make sure to burn it completely to ashes." Chen Ping said.

“This……” Gu Wentian looked at the dragon throne, his eyes full of regret. You see, this dragon throne cost him a lot of effort to buy from abroad. It was suddenly burned, and Gu Wentian felt a little reluctant. So he asked Chen Ping, “Mr. Chen, besides burning the dragon throne, is there any other way”had returned to Kyoto with Gu Ling'er.Zhao Wujī knew that after Chen Píng returned to Kyoto, he immediately summoned him to the Hùfǎgé!"Mr. Chen, you need to be careful. The assassins from the Watanab...