Mortal Mage

"Master Zhang! How did you do it!..."

Dang Nanzhi led a group of small flags back to Li Xucheng's courtyard. When he saw Li Xucheng trapped in the formation, his eyes widened like cow eggs and he exclaimed repeatedly.

"Can it be tried?"

Zhang Mingxuan asked softly.

"He is the only one who cannot get out of this circle. I will give him three hours to make him spit out everything he knows and doesn't know."

"Three hours is too long, half an hour."

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his shoulder with one hand, thought for a while and said, "I need the ring in his hand, and you can ask anything else yourself."

"Half an hour, I'm afraid he'll be severely punished."

Dang Nanzhi held the hilt of the knife excitedly. He never expected that he, a Lingyu Guard in charge of the warehouse of the Ministry of Revenue, could now interrogate high-ranking officials in the court.

It was already bright in the sky. Zhang Mingxuan was sitting in the main hall of Li Xucheng's mansion, rubbing his shoulders and drinking tea.

A group of minions in Li Xucheng's mansion have also been controlled by the Lingyu Guards.

After drinking three cups of tea, Dang Nanzhi squinted his eyes and walked up to Zhang Mingxuan, presenting a ring to Zhang Mingxuan with both hands.

“How do I open it and view it?”

Zhang Mingxuan asked as he looked at the ring carefully.

This is an ordinary black iron ring.

"Li Xucheng said that we need to inject spiritual consciousness to check. We mortals don't have spiritual consciousness."

"I asked him to take it out himself, and he said..."

Dang Nanzhi looked embarrassed and scratched his left arm. "He said that there are too many things and he needs a bigger place."

"how many?"

Zhang Mingxuan looked happy.

"He said... he didn't know, he hadn't counted."

"Okay, I understand. Take him to the Lingyuwei Imperial Prison first, and I will go to see the emperor."

Zhang Mingxuan stood up and felt a sharp pain in his leg. He gritted his teeth, asked the Lingyu Guards to help him call for a sedan chair, and headed straight for the palace.

Li Xucheng's mansion is located in the west of the city, three streets away from Taihe Palace.

About three kilometers.

Zhang Mingxuan sat in the sedan chair and pondered the ring in his hand. "Last time, Qi Yuan seemed to have no cultivation. How could he open the storage magic weapon?"

"Qi Yuanqinghe was killed in prison yesterday. I need to inform this girl as soon as possible."

While he was thinking, the sedan chair happened to pass by the Jiaosifang. Zhang Mingxuan asked the two sedan chair bearers to wait for a while and hurried into the Jiaosifang.

The Jiaosifang was bustling at night, but it was very quiet in the morning. When Zhang Mingxuan went upstairs, he saw Yun'er dressing up.

After closing the door, Zhang Mingxuan sat down and said directly, "Miss Qi Yuan, I'll make it short."

Qi Yuan's son seemed to have cried for a while, his eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head slightly; "Master Zhang, there is no need to say more, I already know everything, my father saw me before he died."

"How do you know? Can you enter the Lingyu Guard Prison?"

Zhang Mingxuan looked puzzled.

"My father promised to tell me all the secrets in his body, and only then did the prince allow me to see him."

Qi Yuan's son was wearing a blue gauze dress and gently wiping his eyes with a towel in his hand.

"My Qi Yuan family and the prince have an irreconcilable feud. I only regret that I am alone and weak." After she said that, she took a deep breath.

Zhang Mingxuan regretted getting involved. "My dear, if you want to seek revenge on the prince, I really can't help you." Then he rubbed the wound on his shoulder. "Although your father is dead, I will still help your father clear his grievances."

"I'll take your spirit stones and return them this afternoon." Zhang Mingxuan paused and continued, "But I have another favor to ask for."

Qi Yuan shook his head and said, "Master Lingshi, you don't have to return it. I'm afraid I can't help you in any way."

Zhang Mingxuan handed Li Xucheng's ring to Qi Yuan and asked, "This is a storage ring. Can you open it and check it out?"

Qi Yuan took it with a look of trepidation, examined it for a long time, and sighed, "Master Zhang, I'm afraid it will take some effort. As far as I know, this kind of storage ring has defensive restrictions inside. It is extremely difficult for others to open it except for the owner of the ring."

"After my father was wrongfully imprisoned, I ran around seeking help. I haven't practiced breathing techniques for many years."

Qi Yuan returned the ring to Zhang Mingxuan tremblingly, took a deep breath, and said no more.

Zhang Mingxuan thought for a long time after hearing this.

If that's the case, even if he presented this thing to Li Si, it would be a waste of effort as Li Si probably wouldn't be able to open it.

If Li Xucheng opened it himself, even if he hid something or took out less, Zhang Mingxuan would not be able to find out.

After thinking about it, he bowed to Qi Yuan and left the teaching office.