Shen Ruoxi gently took the small iron ball in her hand; the explosive power was not great, so the small iron ball was not significantly deford.
Curiously intrigued, she leaned it close to her nose for a light sniff to discern its composition, and her expression subtly shifted.
Jun Moling and Ning Zhen both noticed the change in her deanor and were montarily stunned.
Jun Moling softly asked, "Mada, what exactly is this?"
Shen Ruoxi pursed her lips, her expression slightly solemn as she said, "Husband, I think we should send soone to invite Master over; perhaps only he might know."
In truth, she had a vague idea already but could not voice it openly in the presence of others.
This seemingly insignificant item was indeed of great concern.
It was no wonder that Ning Zhen’s father had been pursued and nearly killed for it.
If her suspicions were correct, her heart couldn’t help but tighten slightly, even breaking out in a cold sweat.
"What exactly is it?" Ning Zhen vaguely felt that Shen Ruoxi knew sothing about the item but only wanted her master to confirm it.
Shen Ruoxi lightly shook her head and said, "We can’t be sure yet, you should all leave first!"
Her latter words were directed at the servants nearby.
The servants around them withdrew one after another, leaving only Shen Ruoxi, her husband, and Ning Zhen in the room.
Jun Moling gently stroked her face with concern and asked, "Why is your complexion so poor?"
Ning Zhen watched from the side, feeling nothing but envy in her heart.
A man like Jun Moling was indeed a rare find. With the way he cared for Shen Ruoxi, it was almost impossible for anyone to co between them.
Of course, she now had no intention of interfering in soone else’s family; it was pure envy.
She felt that Shen Ruoxi and Jun Moling would surely grow old together, their love truly rare in ancient tis.
"It’s nothing, I have sothing to discuss with Military Guard Ning, husband, would you mind stepping out for a bit?" Shen Ruoxi said with a smile.
"Step out?" Jun Moling showed a face of surprise and confusion.
Shen Ruoxi patiently explained, "This matter concerns Military Guard Ning, because this item belongs to her. The less we know, the better for us."
Ning Zhen understood the underlying aning in Shen Ruoxi’s words and quickly waved her hand, saying, "Since I’m asking for your help, there should be no secrets between us.
I trust you unconditionally, Prince can listen, and then we can discuss what to do together."
At this mont, Ning Zhen also deeply realized that this thing was absolutely not simple.
With that said by Ning Zhen, Shen Ruoxi lowered her voice and said, "I truly can’t be certain what this thing is. But husband, have you ever heard of the Heaven-shattering Thunder?"
Hearing the three words "Heaven-shattering Thunder", Jun Moling’s expression changed drastically; he naturally knew of its power and legends.
"Mada, you’re speaking of the Heaven-shattering Thunder? Such a thing truly exists?"
Shen Ruoxi gently shook her head, her eyes solemn, "Husband, we should all recall the historical records. Three hundred years ago, Daxia Country was nearly driven to its last stronghold by Xiaocai Country.
At that critical mont, Daxia Country used the Heaven-shattering Thunder on their largest cities.
Its power was unbelievably catastrophic, turning nurous cities into ruins in an instant, with scarcely any survivors among their old and young. It beca the pivotal turning point in that war.
It’s said that due to that war, the two countries together lost thirty million people."
Jun Moling’s face grew increasingly somber, because they had always been skeptical of such historical depictions.
How could sothing of such enormous power exist in this world? It was simply unbelievable.
Yet at this mont, with his wife ntioning the matter, he couldn’t help but treat it with utmost seriousness.
Ning Zhen was even more astonished, frozen in place, instinctively exclaiming, "So certain bomb!"
In her heart, only such a thing could instantly turn several cities to ash.
Could her father truly possess sothing so terrifying?
Moreover, even being slightly contaminated with it should cause severe corrosion, yet they seed unhard.
"What is this certain bomb?" Shen Ruoxi asked, full of confusion.
"It’s extrely powerful, like a potent poison, and survival prospects are grim if affected.
However, this one doesn’t seem as strong in power, and doesn’t look poisonous either." Ning Zhen said.
Shen Ruoxi began to explain patiently, "The component of the Heaven-shattering Thunder is called Feng Stone, sothing my master told of, though I haven’t seen it myself.
The reason I suspect it’s this thing is mainly because Master once said that Feng Stone slls slightly sweet.
For example, the explosives we use daily are niter, whose post-explosion sll is very acrid and much less powerful.
Moreover, your father chose to live in seclusion, going to great lengths to hide this thing here, which is why I suspect it as such.
As for whether this is true, only when my Master arrives can we get a definite answer."
"Then I shall send soone to invite Master imdiately." Jun Moling promptly said gently.
Shen Ruoxi nodded slightly.
Ning Zhen at this point was most concerned about whether this mysterious item was poisonous.
"Is this really not poisonous?"
Shen Ruoxi shook her head again, "Indeed, it’s not poisonous."
Ning Zhen frowned in thought, "Not poisonous, could just the bomb’s power kill so many people?"
She truly found it incredible, what kind of bomb could level entire cities? If it wasn’t the certain bomb she knew of, it was genuinely mind-boggling, hard to imagine.
"It’s by the bomb’s power." Shen Ruoxi’s tone was unshakably certain.
"But this is nothing! It just covered in black ash, where’s the lethality?" Ning Zhen still found it unbelievable, her elegant eyebrows lightly knit with a face full of confusion.
"If it were the real Heaven-shattering Thunder, it would require a proper setup; it doesn’t have such great power on its own.
Moreover, this is just a little iron ball, the real Heaven-shattering Thunder is fist-sized; throw a couple, and our entire Prince Mansion might be obliterated." Shen Ruoxi’s expression was serious, her eyes showing deep worry.
As Ning Zhen listened, she couldn’t help but feel apprehension creeping into her heart; the power seed even greater than the certain bomb she knew existed in ancient tis—was it really possible?
"Why tell !" Ning Zhen widened her eyes, still filled with shock.
"You have the right to know, but what we don’t know is whether your father has shared this thod of making Feng Stone with anyone else?" Shen Ruoxi’s eyes were intense as she looked at Ning Zhen with a serious expression.
"This thing isn’t natural, it needs to be made?" Ning Zhen was even more puzzled, her small cherry mouth slightly open in surprise.
"Yes, it needs to be made. But I sincerely hope the recipe is destroyed, and that no one is allowed to use it.
If it falls into the hands of malicious people..." At this point, Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, even her voice quivered slightly.
Ning Zhen tried hard to recall; indeed, as Shen Ruoxi said, those n in black were trying to force her father to reveal its location, but he steadfastly refused, ultimately killed.
She felt that with her father’s character, he definitely wouldn’t have written it down or left it anywhere.
Those villains probably didn’t obtain it.
But due to the limited mories before her ti travel, she couldn’t recall the conditions before her father took her into hiding, naturally unable to know more details.
"Let’s not reveal this matter, we’ll wait for your Master to co and discuss further." Ning Zhen took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
Shen Ruoxi solemnly nodded, "We won’t speak of this, but you must also keep silent; absolutely nothing must be disclosed, especially to the young master around you."
Ning Zhen nodded firmly; she was quite confident in Shen Ruoxi’s character. But when she thought about Jun Moling, she felt uncertain.
As long as there is involvent with the Royal Family, ambitions tend to swell infinitely.
Moreover, there was the Emperor, eyeing them like a hawk; since ancient tis, those with too much power rarely ended well.
Jun Moling would surely know of these dangers, so possessing this powerful item could be akin to owning a thousand-strong army.
She couldn’t be sure that Jun Moling wouldn’t harbor any greed.
Thinking about this, she sowhat regretted letting Jun Moling know about the matter; she should have made him leave earlier.
But now that he already knew, she could only hope that it wouldn’t lead to any calamities.
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