Chapter 1529 - 1522

Chapter 1529: Chapter 1522

Prince Yuan explained in great detail, and Xin Lin listened and remembered everything in her heart, noting the places she could visit and those she should avoid.

At this time, there was still over an hour until midnight.

She had enough time to inspect the Haotian Platform.

"However, Third Sister, you suspect that some incidents in the city these days are related to the Haotian Platform, but I don’t think so,"

Prince Yuan pondered for a moment.

"What is Second Brother’s perspective?"

Xin Lin nodded.

She was not a native of Wangjing and knew less than Prince Yuan.

"It’s hard to say about other places, but Haotian Platform is the most important location in Wangjing, like the National Guardian Artifact, guarding the gateway to Wangjing for many years. If the city’s incidents were really related to the Haotian Platform, why didn’t they happen in previous years, and only this year?"

Prince Yuan still held some affection for the Haotian Platform.

Especially since, during this time, he had almost lived and breathed Haotian Platform.

"Second Brother, I know you don’t believe it, and I don’t want it to be due to Haotian Platform either, which is why I need to check it out. I think Haotian Platform itself is blameless, but if even ghosts dare to enter now, it further proves that something might have changed inside. If we can discover the change early, it would be beneficial for both the Haotian Platform and Wangjing."

Xin Lin was also aware of Prince Yuan’s concerns.

As they spoke, the carriage had reached the front of the Haotian Platform.

It was also Xin Lin’s first time seeing this structure in Wangjing from such a close distance.

Haotian Platform was a pagoda-like pavilion.

It was situated on high ground, its highest point even more prominent than the Imperial Palace.

Although it was already deep at night, the lights on Haotian Platform were still blazing brightly.

These lights were lit by Prince Yuan beforehand.

In recent days, regardless of wind or rain, the lights remained bright.

At night, it seemed like a blazing dragon stretching between heaven and earth and Wangjing, illuminating Wangjing City.

Outside the Haotian Platform, another carriage was waiting.

The Ghost Shiva had already arrived with a coffin, waiting there.

The Ghost Shiva looked withered and, upon seeing Prince Yuan and Xin Lin behind him, lingered her crafty gaze on Xin Lin for a long time.

After confirming that there were no Spirit Vein or Martial Meridian fluctuations on her body, the Ghost Shiva withdrew her gaze.

Earlier, to dispel the Ghost Shiva’s doubts and allow Xin Lin to enter the Haotian Platform, Prince Yuan had said that she was a concubine from the Crown Prince Mansion who wanted to witness the Soul Gathering Technique.

These rich young ladies and concubines were just idle with nothing better to do.

The Ghost Shiva snorted coldly, looking at Xin Lin’s face, which was even more striking than Murong Ziyue and her mother, with disdain.

"The hour grows late, please, both of you, enter."

Prince Yuan said, leading Xin Lin and the Ghost Shiva, who dragged the heavy coffin into the Haotian Platform.

After entering the Haotian Platform, Xin Lin quickly gathered Fu Xi’s Energy and looked around.

This was an ancient pavilion with a very long history.

Though ancient, it showed no signs of dilapidation, with doors and windows made of century-old tempered wood, engraved with some Fuzhou characters.

The display here was somewhat similar to temples or what Xin Lin remembered of the Taichang Temple.

At the entrance was a gilded incense burner, with three arm-thick incense sticks inserted in it.

An altar, candles, the air perpetually scented with the smell of oil lamps and incense smoke,

Beyond that, there seemed to be nothing else unusual. Xin Lin’s gaze moved around but found nothing abnormal; at this moment, she felt something peculiar beneath her feet and couldn’t help but look down.