The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

However, before Lady Sikong could recover, she suddenly heard several exclamations. She subconsciously looked up and saw that something had happened on the other side. The guards guarding the White Tower suddenly became chaotic. Lady Sikong's eyes widened. In the dim light of the day, she could vaguely see a group of people chasing something in the rain on the other side, all in a mess.

Lord Sikong was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he seemed to suddenly understand something. However, at this moment, a cool breeze suddenly swept over him, and a familiar and refreshing cold fragrance entered his nose. Immediately afterwards, he was lifted up by someone and quickly leaped into the night sky, rushing towards the white building like lightning.

"Hold your breath and follow my steps!"

Suddenly, Di Beizun's low voice reached my ears.

Lady Sikong felt as if she had suddenly been plunged into a turbulent current. Countless raging waves surged toward her chest in the distorted space, squeezing her until her whole body ached, her steps trembled, and she could barely stand. The turbulent currents seemed determined to squeeze her out of that narrow space. Before her eyes were large swaths of distorted gray-black.

She gasped sharply, feeling a sharp pain in her chest, and quickly regained her senses. She grabbed Di Beizun's arm and swiftly darted through the turbulent currents. She could even hear the whistling wind blades, as if she were in a spatial turbulence. Several 'swish' sounds came, and her fluttering robe was ripped in several large cuts.

Having just passed through the wind blades falling in a rainstorm, what came into view was a vast expanse of white, where nothing could be seen at all. Suddenly, the dull pain in Sikong's chest intensified, and a feeling of suffocation overwhelmed her, almost making her gasp for breath. However, the man beside her suddenly drew a sharp blade from his sleeve, and a dark, eerie light flashed, instantly cleaving the white expanse in two, tearing it apart.

"Don't breathe, go!"

Di Beizun quickly grabbed Sikong Jin and rushed into the torn opening—

'call! '

As soon as he rushed out, Lord Sikong couldn't help but gasp for breath. "This formation is quite effective. To pass through unnoticed, one really needs to be proficient in formations. Otherwise, it will probably take quite a bit of effort. The people outside the formation seem to be unable to see us anymore. Hmm? I just looked at this white building, and the door should be facing this direction. Where did it go? And it's not a white building anymore. How did it turn into a black building? How strange!"

“Hmm, no, I remember the Yin-Yang Primordial Formation would cause people dozens of feet away from the formation to see illusions. The things protected inside the formation are usually reversed. The door should be at the back.”

As he spoke, Lord Sikong took the lead and walked around the pavilion in front of him towards the back.

Sure enough, as soon as they went around to the back, a large, dark, silent iron gate came into view.

"That's it!"

A cold smile crept across Lord Sikong's face. His starry eyes flashed with a wary light as he surveyed his surroundings. Only after confirming that there were no hidden traps did he cautiously step forward.

She took out a small piece of thin iron from her sleeve, fiddled with the large lock a few times, and the lock opened. She turned around and whispered, "You wait here for me and keep watch for us. It's too dangerous inside. I don't feel comfortable letting you go in. Let me go in. You can help us carry the treasures later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she slipped inside...

Di Beizun frowned, watching the figure quickly disappear into the doorway. He glanced around with his deep gaze, then vanished in a flash.

The storm continued, the dense rain almost completely obscuring the view, and lightning flashed and thunder roared incessantly. The night seemed extremely turbulent. Standing on the edge of the attic and looking into the distance, one could see the flames rising in the west. The fire there seemed to have become uncontrollable, and even the ongoing storm could not stop its spread.

Emperor Beizun leaned against the railing, coldly watching the raging fire. He could still faintly hear the panicked cries of the crowd, and the sounds of the guards chasing after him continued outside the formation.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening. He turned his head and looked towards the door, and sure enough, he saw Lord Sikong carrying two large black cloth bags and sneaking out of the house.

"Where are they? Damn it, did they run away first?"

Lord Sikong looked around but didn't see Emperor Bei Zunren. He frowned slightly and was about to go around to the front when he suddenly saw someone leap down from above, grab him, and rush outside.

"somebody is coming!"

Emperor Beizun whispered in his ear.

"What!" Lord Sikong's eyes widened instantly. He turned to look at the pavilion, muttering to himself in annoyance, "I just set it on fire..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Beizun wanted nothing more than to strangle her. His gloomy voice carried a chilling aura, "Idiot, don't you know that this Yin-Yang Primordial Formation will ignite if it encounters fire?"

Lord Sikong was taken aback, then shrugged and asked in bewilderment, "I was just saying that when I was setting the fire, I seemed to hear a voice in my head warning me not to, but I couldn't resist. What should I do now?"

As he spoke, he frowned slightly as he looked at the rings of fire that were beginning to spread in front of him. "It seems we have no choice but to rush out. Anyway, we've already got the stuff."

Sikong Jin sighed helplessly, tied the two bags together, then tossed them over her shoulder and pulled out the Moon Soul from her sleeve. "Break through from the northeast, the fire is weakest there, hurry!"

The hurried footsteps of the guards could be heard in their ears. Even though the wind and rain were raging, the fire in the surrounding area suddenly rose higher. In the blink of an eye, the fire was taller than a person. The raging fire seemed to carry a scorching heat that could destroy the world, and it rushed towards the two of them with the oncoming wind.

Sikong Jin lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped into the fire. She slashed at the flames surging towards her chest with the Moon Soul in her hand. The fire dragon that rushed up was immediately forced back a bit by the crimson cold light of the Moon Soul. However, the scorching heat that surged up made her feel like she was about to burst into flames.

She gasped, forced back immediately. "This fire is fierce, such a strange fire formation. Is there any way to break it?"

"The formation can unleash its greatest power when it encounters fire. Your luck is truly extraordinary!"