"Senior Sister, what are you thinking about?"
Qing Jun’s voice pulled Zhiwei’s thoughts back.
The little girl was rolling up her sleeves, circling around the gray boulder with glowing eyes,
"Hurry up and tell me, how do we open this rock? Should I smash it?"
Zhiwei shook her head, keeping the doubts in her heart, her gaze fell on the patch of soil under the boulder.
"Master said, don’t smash it."
She pointed to the base of the rock,
"Back in the day, True Man Ye laid a small withered wood hidden spirit array here to mislead people. If you forcibly break it, the storage bags inside might be ruined by the array’s counterattack."
As soon as this was said.
The little white fox, almost fainting, suddenly opened one eye.
Withered Wood Hidden Spirit Array?!
Waves surged in its heart.
This array was something it painstakingly learned from the scraps of a true inheritor in the Refining God Sect, extremely obscure. And Chen Ye knows even this?!
What kind of monstrous reincarnation is he!
"Then what do we do?" Qing Jun squatted down somewhat annoyed, poking at the hard soil, "Qing Jun doesn’t know how to solve arrays."
"No worries, in Master’s strategy, the method to solve it is recorded... But, strategy, what is it? Never mind, let’s not bother with these."
Zhiwei stepped forward, took out three middle grade spirit stones and an array plate from the storage bag.
She squatted down, her expression focused.
"Input spirit at the Kun position, Let energy flow at the Zhen position, Cut off at the Kan position..."
Zhiwei murmured as she pressed the spirit stones into the array plate, activating technique, spiritual power surged from the array plate and danced like butterflies at the base of the boulder.
"Ding——"
A sound rang out.
Under the surprised gaze of Qing Jun and Jin’er, the massive boulder weighing ten thousand pounds emitted a layer of gray shimmer, followed by cracking sounds, automatically splitting to the sides!
A stone chamber about three feet square suddenly appeared before everyone.
"It’s open!"
Qing Jun cheered, leaning in to take a look.
Inside the stone chamber, although the smell of decay was pervasive, through the dust, piles of storage bags could be vaguely seen.
"We’re rich!!"
Qing Jun’s eyes were round, even drool was almost streaming down,
"Senior Sister, look quickly! So many bags! There must be lots of shiny spirit stones inside!"
"Master said this is only a part of True Man Ye’s treasure. As they say, a crafty rabbit has three burrows, True Man Ye clearly understood this, hiding treasures in batches... Unfortunately, True Man Ye’s worries were not unfounded, most storage bags indeed have tracking means left behind, later tracked down by the deceased’s kin or mentors. Maybe only these remain."
Although Master didn’t warn her, Zhiwei still carefully checked around the stone chamber to ensure there were no restrictions, only then did she wave her delicate hand and pull up the storage bags.
Qing Jun impatiently reached out a small hand, grabbed a gray storage bag, and casually shook it.
Crash!
Accompanied by a crisp collision sound.
Dozens of middle grade spirit stones and two bottles of scented pills rolled out.
"Wow——"
Jin’er also came over, covering her small mouth with a gasp.
So many treasures, she didn’t even dare imagine before in Peach Mountain District.
Master truly is the greatest, able to calculate even treasures hidden for a hundred and eighty years!
"We’re rich!!"
Qing Jun cheered, jumping directly into the pile of storage bags like a small mouse falling into a grain tank, excitedly rummaging:
"Senior Sister, look quickly! This sword is second tier middle grade! Although it has a notch, it’s a magical treasure!"
"Wow! Although the pills in this bottle have lost their spiritual essence, the bottle is made of jade marrow! Worth so much money!"
"And this, and this! This is a defensive vestment robe right? Although there’s a hole, it’ll surely be warm for Little White to nest in!"
The more Jin’er and Qing Jun looked, the more surprised they were.
Jin’er felt a bit dizzy, silently thinking: "If Master uses just one-tenth... no, one-thousandth of the spirit stones, he could buy both me and my sister to be... to be maids."
If so, perhaps that’s not bad.
After all, it’s Master... the best Master in the world!
Behind them.
The little white fox lay belly-up on the ground, eyes void looking at the sky.
Its heart was bleeding.
"Chirp chirp..."
(Why, why in the world? Is Chen Ye an intuition inside me?)
(Or did the mirror projection in Luoxiao Grotto Heaven spy on my whole murder and treasure stealing process back then? That’s not right, if that were the case, that old immortal from Refining God Sect would have settled the score long ago, along with the real folks from Lingyin Sect, Medicine King Valley...)
"Squeak squeak..."
(Mine... all mine...)
The little white fox uttered a weak lament.
"Little White, what’s wrong?" Zhiwei heard the sound, embraced it with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Compared to her junior sisters.
Zhiwei kept much calmer; to her, wealth was always external... that’s truly how she thought, even when she held the Gourd Sword back then, though her heart was delighted, it was because she hadn’t let her Master down, not from obtaining a treasure.
The little white fox buried its head in Zhiwei’s arms, unwilling to speak.
Heartache.
So much it couldn’t breathe.
What terrified it more was Chen Ye’s competence in all this.
That man...
Is he really human?
"Senior Sister, we’ve really struck it rich now!"
Qing Jun laughed silly while stuffing things into the storage bag,
"So many treasures, if we bring these back to Master, Master will surely praise me for being capable at managing!"
Zhiwei standing at the pit edge, watching those scattered magical treasures and storage bags, flashed a trace of contemplation in her eyes.