章 2: How dare you steal the crown of this emperor !?

Demonic sunflower seeds are mostly used as some low-end medical ingredients for healing light injuries, they also contain a very minute amount of qi essence. The demonic sunflower plants are available in abundance in the periphery of the dark wood forest, so drake conveniently took this mission before heading to the forest.

After checking the items in the sack, the elder awarded a few merit points to drake through his outer disciple token. Drake bowed his head respectfully and took his leave.

From the mission hall, drake went straight for the living quarters of outer court disciples in the sect. He slowly opened the door for the wooden building assigned to him, It is a small two-room building with one bedroom and a kitchen. Once he entered the room, Drake threw himself on the bed.

Right now drake's mind is in total chaos. Remembering the mission given by the system, he couldn't help but feel bitter. Gifting valuable things to someone with a powerful background without revealing my identity ?

All the powerful figures tend to have some peculiar characters. He didn't want to take a chance.

"I could never forgive myself if I die when trying to gift someone." Drake thought inwardly.

He could only sigh helplessly as he couldn't even abandon the mission. The system has simply put a knife ready on his manhood.

Shaking his head, and with a resolute look in his eyes, drake got ready to devise a plan. He could only try and hope for the best. That evening drake went outside and spent almost all of his fortune on gathering the information about the city lords mansion, using all his previous life's experiences.

After coming back to his room, Drake didn't even sleep, he spread out all the information he has gathered on the table. After identifying the few, almost nonexisting loopholes, he started devising a plan on how to sneak into city lord daughter's room.

By the time he got an idea on how to proceed, it was almost morning. Drake didn't even attend his cultivation classes. He equipped himself with all the gear he had bought yesterday from the market.

The kit contained only some basic things. For example, things like a special homemade pepper spray, a few drops of demonic snails saliva, a few bottles of gas collected from a 100-year-old donkey's fart, and lastly a few ropes . He couldn't help it. With the amount of money he had, he could only get these things. He threw everything into the system's storage space.

Of all of these things, the easiest to gather is the smelly gas from the donkey's fart. All he had to do is feed it some spiritual fast food and it would produce how much ever poisonous gas he want. He just needs to be ready from behind, to wrap all that gas with his qi essence, then fill the bottle, and seal the cork tightly.

He was extremely careful when collecting the gas, he would only feed the donkey, after sealing his nostrils with his qi essence. After all, he only got this ingenious idea after getting knocked out accidentally for nearly two hours while walking on the market road, the day before.

When he asked around later about why nobody is bothering about the bloody donkeys poisoning the air of this primordial world. Some passerby laughed hard and said that it happens only if someone feeds some overpowered spiritual fast foods to the ordinary animals. When drake heard that he couldn't help but be stunned and then slowly a smile bloomed on his face as he gave a thumbs up for that passerby by.

As for the spiritual snail's saliva, it is something like a sticky oil he obtained from the market, he would just apply it to his hands and legs before sneaking into the mansion. As for the homemade pepper spray, This planet has all kinds of spices just like on earth, but the people here hadn't still realized the uses of pepper spray. He really wouldn't mind getting a patent for these specially made pepper spray bottles in this primordial cultivation world.

Anyway first he had to get over with this mission, all these petty tricks would only work on people with a poor cultivation base. If he encountered a real expert, he could only negotiate in a civilized way, Which is to submit and beg for mercy. There is no shame if you could keep your life. After all, being alive is the greatest hope of all, staying alive means that everything is still possible.

After getting ready, Drake left straight away to the city lord's mansion. Passing through the marketplace once again, he couldn't help but feel that this world sure is lively and pleasant. As he walked past the market and crossed a few streets, a huge mansion, supported by a number of long red-colored pillars, gradually appeared before his eyes.

He didn't approach the mansion straight away. Yesterday drake disguised himself and met with a recently fired employee of this mansion in an inn. At that time the former employee was in a completely drunk state. When drake offered him a few low-grade spirit stones, he completely spilled the information he knew about the mansion's security.

Through him, he learned that there are a total of four experts inside the mansion, apart from the four guards patrolling the mansion's perimeter. Of those guards patrolling outside, the weakest one is at the middle stage of the qi condensation realm.

Of the four main experts inside the mansion, the two peak qi condensation realm experts are the personal bodyguards of the city lord's daughter and wife. Of the other two experts, one is the father of the city lord and the other is the only expert alchemist and trusted aid of the city lord.

Both of them had a cultivation of early-stage foundation establishment realm. These two foundation establishment realm experts are the reason why the current city lord could firmly hold on to his position even though he didn't enter the core formation realm.

The former employee had also warned him that, in the daytime, it is absolutely impossible for strangers to enter unnoticed into the mansion. Unless they have a core formation realm cultivation base. That's because there would be a lot of cultivators from the various sects and merchant associations meeting with the city lord.

So, Drake figured that it would be better to wait till midnight to sneak into the mansion. Drake went into the restaurant opposite the mansion and order some wine. He sat beside a window and observed the mansion for anything abnormal, while slowly drinking his wine.

Deep into the night after the guests visiting the city lord decreased, Drake slowly got up from the table and paid the bill for his wine. It is almost time for the wine store to close for today.

He went to a secluded place at the end of the street and opened up his fake disguise kit. After a few minutes, a white-bearded old Daoist with long eyebrows and wearing a white-colored long robe slowly walked out. This wise-looking old Daoist is none other than drake.

By this time, it was already midnight and the streets were almost empty. Drake began to slowly approach the mansion.

"Hey stop right there. What do you want ?" One of the guards stopped drake and asked in a stern voice.

"Ah, fellow Daoist have you noticed a cute white puppy coming this way. I say it must have gone through this gate" Drake said as he pointed with one hand at the mansion gate while keeping his other hand behind his back.

CLAAAANNGGG....

The sound of the sword being unsheathed resonated as the guard immediately drew out his sword and looked coldly at drake. Alerted by the sudden commotion, all the other patrolling guards also started gathering.

"Fellow Daoist why are you taking your sword out. Please keep it I don't have time to admire your sword"

Hearing drake's words the guard fumed in anger.

"Arrghhhhh...." the guard shouted and rushed towards drake with his sword. But suddenly he began to slow down and came to stop in front of drake. He shook his head violently a few times and looked at drake.

"You! You dare steal the crown of this emperor !?." the guard shouted.

" WHAT !!!" drake became completely stunned. What just happened ? Drake though, as he brought forward the bottle which he was holding behind his back. The moment he approached the guards, he unsealed the cork and started releasing the gas into the surroundings. All this while, he was just buying time, in order for this miraculous gas to show its effects.

Oh! I get it... I get it. That's right they have higher cultivation than me. So instead of directly getting knocked out, they must have just lost their minds temporarily. Once he understood where the problem is, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"What crown didn't you just pass it down to your son yesterday, making him the new emperor" drake said while chuckling in amusement.

"Oh!" the guard became stunned for a second. " Right right you are correct, I was just joking hahaha," the guard said as he started laughing deliriously.

"Joke my ass! Man, this gas seems to be quite effective, Better leave this place else I will also suffer" drake thought as he went around the guards and walked towards the mansion.

The guards are still fighting with each other, he could even hear one of them shout "How dare you cuck me DIE !!"

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