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The spirit boat landed in the central area of ​​the Xuan Yin Sect. Meng Qianyun led everyone towards the treasure pavilion, a three-story black building protected by a restrictive array. However, Huang Lingtian had been crippled, and the core of the restrictive array had also become ineffective.

Kui Wu suddenly stopped in his tracks: "There's someone at the door."

Three people stood at the entrance of the treasure pavilion: two men and one woman. All of them were at least at the Golden Core stage and did not bear any Xuan Yin Sect insignia.

Meng Qianyun's judgment was accurate: "They must be here to steal things. The news that the Xuan Yin Sect was just destroyed must have already spread."

One of the men, who was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, spoke up.

"Who is that person in front? State your name."

Qin Yu didn't answer, but looked at Meng Qianyun.

"I don't know him, but judging from his aura, he's definitely not a good person."

Qin Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at the three people.

"You're here to steal from the Xuan Yin Sect, aren't you?"

The three men's expressions changed slightly when they were confronted with their words.

"The word 'robbery' is too offensive. We're just here to help the Xuan Yin Sect safeguard its inheritance."

"If you're going to keep the inheritance, where do you plan to store the things in the treasure vault?"

"That's none of your business."

The man at the peak of the Golden Core stage took a step forward and swept his gaze over Qin Yu and his group.

"You must be the group that wiped out the Xuan Yin Sect, right? The news spread pretty fast."

"Knowing it was us, you still dare to show up here."

"So what if you know? Just because the people of the Xuan Yin Sect are trash doesn't mean you're any great."

Zhu Zhen narrowed his eyes. These three people were indeed powerful, but they were no match for the ten elders of the Xuan Yin Sect from before.

"The three of you combined aren't enough to take on this pig master by himself."

The female cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm sneered, "A pig dares to spout nonsense here. You few demons think you can take our stuff?"

Qin Yu's lips curled up slightly; these three people were ignorant of their own limitations.

"These things originally belonged to me. When did it become your place to steal them?"

"You think that just because you destroyed the Xuan Yin Sect, everything here is yours? Let me tell you, the three of us are from the Wanbao Pavilion. The Xuan Yin Sect has a debt dispute with the Wanbao Pavilion, and everything here should be used to pay off that debt."

Upon hearing the name Wanbaoge, Meng Qianyun's expression changed. Wanbaoge was the largest merchant house in Wudi City, with branches on three continents, and its background was extremely mysterious.

"Boss, Wanbaoge is not to be trifled with; they have a lot of powerful connections."

"So what if there's water behind me? These things belong to me today, and it doesn't matter who comes."

The three people from Wanbaoge were stunned. This kid didn't even take Wanbaoge seriously.

"Do you know what kind of background Wanbaoge has? Behind Wanbaoge are some of the most powerful families in Wudi City. Offending Wanbaoge is equivalent to offending the entire Wudi City."

"So what if we offend Wudi City?"

"Are you crazy? You're just a useless late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, how dare you say that offending Martial Emperor City is no big deal?"

Zhu Zhen was displeased. What did he mean by a useless late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator? His boss was a ruthless man who had just wiped out the Xuan Yin Sect.

"Are all of you from Wanbaoge deaf? I just said that we defeated all ten Golden Core stage elders of the Xuan Yin Sect. The three of you combined are not even half as good as half of the Xuan Yin Sect."

"The people of the Xuan Yin Sect are useless, but we are different."

The man at the peak of the Golden Core stage took out a black longsword from his storage ring, the blade shrouded in a chilling aura.

"I am the commander of the Qingyun Prefecture branch of Wanbaoge. I have killed at least eighty or a hundred people. You few demons are not enough to warm up my audience." "Warm up the audience? Are you sure you are worthy of warming up my audience?"

Zhu Zhen took a step forward, and his obese body began to exude a terrifying aura. Although the Divine Pet Three-in-One Formation was not activated, Zhu Zhen's individual combat strength was still far superior to that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

"A pig dares to challenge me? Today I'll show you what the difference in strength really means."

The black blade of light swept towards Zhu Zhen as if it could tear through space. Zhu Zhen didn't dodge at all and went straight to meet it with his plump body.

The blade struck Zhu Zhen, but it was as if it had struck an iron plate, leaving not even a wound.

"How is that possible? How could my blade not harm a pig?"

"Because you are too weak."

Zhu Zhen charged forward again, this time with all her might. The man tried to dodge, but Zhu Zhen was too fast. With a bang, she slammed into his chest, sending him flying and spraying blood all over the ground.

The other two members of Wanbaoge panicked. They were at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and they were knocked away in a single round.

"Commander, do you still want to fight? Or do you want to lie down like your commander?"

The two men were ashen-faced, knowing they couldn't win, but they couldn't lose face for Wanbaoge.

"You beast, do you know what happens when you offend Wanbaoge? Wanbaoge will issue a kill order, leaving you nowhere to hide in the entire Martial Emperor City."

"If there's a kill order, then this pig lord will definitely silence you all to prevent the news from leaking out."

The two men turned pale instantly, realizing they had said the wrong thing.

"Wait, we can negotiate. We don't need the things here, we just ask that you let us go."

Qin Yu remained standing still until he spoke.

"You just said you would take these things to pay off your debts, but now you're saying you don't want them anymore. Is this how Wanbaoge does business?"

"We are just following orders; we can discuss the specifics of how to handle it."

Qin Yu took a step forward, the Nine Dragons Sword hovering beside him, its tip pointing at the two people from Wanbaoge.

"I don't like to negotiate. I only like to be decisive. Leave your storage rings behind and get out of here."

Storage rings are the most important things for cultivators, containing all their belongings.

This is robbery.

"So what if I robbed you? Didn't you try to steal my things just now?"

The two men were speechless. They had indeed come to steal, and now they deserved to be robbed instead.

"We'll hand over our storage rings, and you promise to let us go."

"I keep my word."

The two storage rings were taken off and thrown on the ground. The two men scrambled out, dragging the commander, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, to his feet. The three of them disappeared from sight in a disheveled state.

Zhu Zhen asked, somewhat puzzled, "Boss, are you really going to let them go?"

"Letting them go is a warning to Wanbaoge. Next time they come to rob something, they'll think twice before they try."

The group walked into the treasure pavilion. The door was no longer protected by any restrictions and opened with a gentle push.

The three-story pavilion was filled with all sorts of treasures: spirit crystals piled up like mountains, pills arranged in rows, and magical artifacts hanging all over the walls. Zhu Zhen had never seen so many good things in all his life, and his eyes widened in amazement.

"Meng Qianyun, where is the Soul Elixir?"

Qin Yu wasn't distracted by these things; his goal was clear: to find the Soul Pill that could save Kui Wu's sister.

"On the second floor, Huang Lingtian has a cabinet specifically for storing Soul-Soul Pills." (End of Chapter)