Oh no! I've been reincarnated as a corpse!

The old wolf demon's mournful howl pierced the air and carried far down the corridor, as if someone had stepped on his tail.

Outside the treasure vault, the other clan elder who remained behind and the eldest son of the wolf demon were both stunned.

They both thought they had misheard.

After a second of stunned silence, the two wolf demons suddenly came to their senses.

They exchanged a glance and rushed into the treasure vault at the same time.

When they rushed into the depths of the treasure vault and saw the scene before them, the two wolf demons' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Gone.

It's all gone.

The mountains of ores, herbs, and demon cores that were once piled up have now vanished completely.

The stone platform and frame were completely empty, not even a single leaf or a grain of slag remained.

The entire treasure vault looked as if it had been swept away by a swarm of locusts that hadn't eaten for three days; it was so clean it was unsettling.

The wolf demon prince's lips trembled as if he were having a seizure, his body shook like a leaf, and his voice changed tone: "...Where are the things?! I just saw them with my own eyes! They were piled up right here, such a huge pile!"

The two elders snapped out of their daze and turned to look at the eldest son, their eyes filled with wariness and anger.

"Young Master!"

The elder's voice was so somber it could drip water: "We two checked before, everything was there. It was only after you came in that the treasure vault disappeared. What explanation do you have?"

The wolf demon prince's face turned pale instantly, a stark contrast to his black fur.

"I don't know! I didn't take it! It really wasn't me!"

It waved its hands repeatedly, its voice trembling with tears: "I only took the Crimson Fire Essence that my father entrusted to me, I didn't touch anything else!"

The two elders exchanged a glance.

The three elders said coldly, "Take him to see the cave master."

Another elder nodded, his gaze as sharp as a knife as he looked at the eldest young master: "Eldest young master, come with me. If you have anything to say, speak to the cave master."

The wolf demon prince was completely dumbfounded.

It felt both terrified and confused, as if struck on the head by a bolt of lightning, leaving it charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

It just happened that the treasure vault was piled high with things, how come it disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Where did the things go?

It was the only one that entered the treasure vault just now, and all the rare and precious materials inside vanished into thin air. Even if it had a mouth all over its body, it couldn't explain it.

It's like a lump of mud falling into your crotch—even if it's not poop, it's still poop.

What it fears most is that even its father doesn't believe it.

At that time, let alone inheriting the cave, he might not even be able to save his own life.

But I can't run away.

Running away is tantamount to admitting that he did it.

Then all the demons of Qinglin Mountain will hunt it down, and it will die even faster.

Thinking of this, the wolf demon prince looked like a frostbitten eggplant, drooping his head listlessly, his voice so low it was like a mosquito's hum: "Elder, let's go."

One of the clan elders, escorting the eldest son, hurried back to the Red Wolf's cave.

Red Wolf was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, struggling to circulate his demonic energy to heal his injuries.

The wounds, a mixture of icy cold and burns, made him wince in pain with every movement, and naturally, his temper wasn't much better.

Upon seeing the eldest son return, his voice was weary and impatient: "Why did you take so long? Where are the things?"

The wolf demon prince hurriedly presented the white jade bottle with both hands: "Father, Father, the essence of the Crimson Fire has been retrieved."

Red Wolf took the jade bottle and was about to open it when he caught a glimpse of the Third Elder entering. His brows furrowed immediately. "Third Uncle, what brings you here? I remember it's your turn to guard the treasure vault these past few days."

The wolf demon elder looked at the red wolf, his eyes reddening, and said in a trembling voice, "Cave Master, the cave has been robbed! The treasure vault... everything in the treasure vault has been stolen!"

Red Wolf's hand trembled violently, and the essence of Crimson Fire almost slipped from its claws.

He froze on the spot, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

Mo Xiaojin, who was leisurely munching on a spirit fruit next to him, was also stunned. His mouth was open, and he forgot to chew a piece of fruit in his mouth. He looked up at the wolf demon elder with a blank expression.

The cave was quiet for several breaths.

Then, Red Wolf's voice suddenly exploded, sharp as if its tail had been stepped on: "Damn it! What did you say?! The treasure vault has been robbed?!"

A violent demonic aura erupted from the red wolf, like a volcano suddenly erupting.

The wolf demon prince and the three clan elders were forced to kneel on the ground by this overwhelming aura, trembling with fear and not daring to lift their heads.

However, the red wolf's demonic aura didn't last more than two seconds before it abruptly stopped.

He felt a tightness in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the jade bed in front of him, a horrifying sight.

Consumed by rage, his already severe injuries backfired, causing his condition to deteriorate again, the ice to spread once more, and the wounds to reopen.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Red Wolf clutched his chest, his face as white as paper. "Continue!"

The three elders stammered, "Yes, yes. After the eldest young master came out of the treasure vault, I went in to check as usual, and... everything inside was gone. Not a single thing was left."

Red Wolf slowly turned his head and looked at the eldest son of the wolf demon.

That look in his eyes was as if he wanted to devour it whole.

The eldest wolf demon prince shuddered: "Father! Father, I don't know either! When I left the depths of the treasure vault, I saw with my own eyes that everything was still there! But as soon as the three elders went in, everything was gone! I really didn't take anything!"

The two wolf demons looked aggrieved, and it seemed they were about to start arguing.

Red Wolf's face grew darker and darker, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest heaved like a bellows.

At this moment, Mo Xiaojin, who had been silent until now, stood up, patted the fruit stains on his paws, and said in a calm tone, "Fourth brother, don't be angry, your injury hasn't healed yet. I'll go take a look."

Red Wolf's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his temples throbbed.

He wished he could just slap those two second-realm wolf demons in front of him into mincemeat.

But one of them happened to be his eldest son, and the other was an elder in the clan.

He took several deep breaths to forcefully suppress the violent urge, and said in a hoarse voice, "Big brother, thank you for your trouble."

After saying that, he turned to look at the eldest son and the three elders, gritting his teeth, and said, word by word, "If I find out that one of you took it, I'll skin you alive with my own hands!"

Mo Xiaojin nodded and looked at the wolf demon prince and the three clan elders: "Alright, lead the way."

The two wolf demons, as if granted a pardon, scrambled to their feet and led Mo Xiaojin out quickly.

The three demons quickly arrived at the treasure vault.

Mo Xiaojin stepped into the treasure vault, looked around, and his eyelids twitched violently a few times.

open.

It's so damn empty.

His fourth brother was, after all, a third-realm demon general. He had been operating in the Green Forest Mountain for several hundred years, and his accumulated wealth should be quite considerable.

Even if one carries the most precious items with them, the number of secondary treasures stored in the vault is definitely not small.

Unexpectedly, it was completely cleaned up, leaving not a single thing behind.

This thief is incredibly audacious!

Mo Xiaojin snorted coldly: "I'd like to see which kind of deity dares to mess with my fourth brother."

He extended his tiger claws and grabbed at the air.

Inside the empty treasure vault, an invisible gust of wind swept through, forcibly drawing in a large amount of air and condensing it in his palm, compressing it into a fist-sized ball of air.

He lowered his head, took a deep sniff of the air in his hand, and a faint golden light appeared in his vertical pupils.

Immediately afterwards, he dispersed the energy ball, made hand seals, and his ten fingers flew, constantly changing the hand seals.

Gradually, the natural golden tiger stripes on his body began to glow faintly, and mysterious runes condensed and took shape in the air.

This is a secret technique for tracing the origins of his bloodline.

Although compared to the all-encompassing ability of the Black Gold Divine Tiger of his ancestor, his secret technique is nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.

However, it has always been effective in tracking down the traces of low-level cultivators.

Even if the other party is a cultivator at the fourth level, as long as they don't have any special achievements in the corresponding secret techniques, he can still find out something about them.

Could a petty thief possibly escape his keen eye?

Mo Xiaojin was full of confidence.

As the secret technique was activated to its limit, a blurry image gradually appeared before his eyes.

However, as soon as the image formed, his heart skipped a beat.

It was a deep, boundless night.

The darkness was so thick it seemed tangible, boundless, as if it would devour his very soul.

Then, in the darkness, a bright moon slowly rose.

The moonlight was cool and clear, like mercury spilling onto the ground.

As soon as the moonlight appeared, Mo Xiaojin felt as if a towering mountain was pressing down on him.

His bones cracked with a sickening sound, his fur was torn apart inch by inch, and blood gushed from the wounds, instantly turning him into a blood tiger.

puff! !

He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, as if he had been slapped hard by an invisible giant hand.

He abruptly interrupted the secret technique.

Mo Xiaojin's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, his forehead hitting the cold stone slab heavily. His voice trembled uncontrollably: "Senior! Senior! This junior meant no harm! This junior only offended unintentionally! Please forgive me, Senior!"

Beside them, the wolf demon prince and the two elders had been watching Mo Xiaojin perform his secret technique with great anticipation, thinking that with this big shot involved, he would definitely be able to find that damned thief and clear their names.

Then they watched helplessly as the tiger skin on Mo Xiaojin's body inexplicably tore open, and blood gushed out as if it were free.

Before they could even react to what was happening, they saw this powerful demon general from the Three Realms, who was renowned throughout Nanling County, suddenly kneel down on the ground.

The three wolf demons froze on the spot, like three stone sculptures.

They looked at each other, their minds filled with questions.

Who is this?

This is Lord Mo Xiaojinmo, who is even stronger than their cave master!

Among all the demon generals in the entire Nanling Prefecture, this one is widely recognized as the most promising candidate to break through to the fourth realm of great demons.

After using the secret technique, he actually managed to kneel down.

What exactly did he see?

The three wolf demons didn't have time to think and immediately knelt down, their heads hitting the ground with a thud.

They didn't know what had happened to Lord Mo, but kneeling down was definitely the right thing to do.

Lord Mo has already knelt down, so wouldn't they be courting death if they just stood there?

Mo Xiaojin knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold earth, not daring to breathe.

Time passed by, and the treasure vault was so quiet that only the heavy breathing of a few monsters could be heard.

Nothing happened.

There was no divine punishment, no terrifying being appeared, and not even a trace of extraneous aura.

Mo Xiaojin then mustered his courage, slowly raised his head, and cautiously looked around.

Business as usual.

He exhaled a long breath, feeling as if his bones had been removed, his whole body limp.

Just a moment ago, he felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.

He struggled to his feet, glanced at the three wolf demons still kneeling on the ground, too afraid to move, and said in a hoarse, low voice, "You are not allowed to utter a single word about what happened today. Otherwise, it will be the day your entire cave is wiped out. As for the treasure vault, I will speak to my fourth brother about it myself."

The three wolf demons dared not say another word and nodded repeatedly.

Despite the excruciating pain tearing through his body, Mo Xiaojin vanished from the spot in a flash.

Just a few breaths later, he reappeared in the Red Wolf's cave.

"Big brother, you found out...big brother?!"

Red Wolf was eager to know the results of the investigation into the theft of the treasure vault, but when he looked up and saw Mo Xiaojin covered in blood, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Brother, what happened to your injuries?! Who hurt you?!"

Mo Xiaojin's lips twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at the surrounding void, as if afraid that something was watching him.

Then he took a deep breath and lowered his voice, saying, "Fourth brother... the things in the treasure vault are gone, don't bother looking for them."

Red Wolf: "????"

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his voice trembled: "No, brother, what exactly happened? You should at least have given your brothers a heads-up! My family's wealth, accumulated over hundreds of years, is gone just like that. You should at least let me die knowing why!"

Mo Xiaojin gave a bitter laugh, a laugh that was more painful than crying.

He lowered his voice, leaned close to Red Wolf's ear, and said in a tone that even he himself could hardly believe, "...It might involve a senior from the Fifth Realm, or even a higher realm. It's probably just some senior who's bored and is deliberately teasing you."

Red Wolf's expression froze on the spot.

He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again.

It took him a long time to squeeze out a single syllable from his throat.

"……what?"