The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Chen Liang's expression turned even uglier.

This time, he truly lost both his wife and his army!

The next moment, his gaze became somewhat dazed, and a surge of resentful anger appeared within it.

"It's all that damned Li Qingshan's fault! If it weren't for him, how could my hard-earned money have ended up like this..."

Before Chen Liang could finish speaking, Qin Ligong dragged him away.

The faint sound of Chen Liang's neighing could also be heard.

……

"Shopkeeper, you are so clever, you're practically a genius!"

Wu Ziming, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but praise him.

If it were him in this situation, he would probably be jumping up and down in a panic, waiting for his master's judgment.

You should know that this time it's not just a matter of losing a few thousand taels of silver.

This matter is also a matter of reputation for the entire Shuiyun Pavilion. If it is not handled properly, the whole city may know that Shuiyun Pavilion is "blind" and unable to recognize treasures.

By then, who would dare to do business with Shuiyun Pavilion?!

"These are minor matters. Now go and take inventory of all the accounts for Shuiyun Pavilion. I want to see the accounts on my desk this afternoon!"

Li Qingshan waved his hand and gave the instructions.

He glanced at Qin Ligong and Chen Liang, who had already disappeared around the street corner, his gaze deep.

If their identities were switched, he could immediately guess that Qin Ligong and Chen Liang had a backup plan.

"Qin Ligong might be able to bear the pain of losing several thousand taels of silver, but what makes Chen Liang think he can bear it?"

Could it be that I'm only doing this because I'm the manager of Shuiyun Pavilion?!

Li Qingshan asked himself honestly, if he were those two, he would definitely make up for the loss.

If things get really ruthless, murder for money is not out of the question!

However, Li Qingshan was unable to kill anyone for the time being, so he could only work on the account books to prevent them from tampering with the Shuiyun Pavilion.

With that thought in mind, Li Qingshan turned around and headed towards the treasure vault of Shuiyun Pavilion.

As the manager of Shuiyun Pavilion, he naturally knew what good things were in the storeroom.

Although he cannot use it directly, he can buy it at "cost price".

Click click click.

Pushing open the warehouse door, which was encased in three layers of sheet metal, Li Qingshan's eyes lit up as he looked at the mountain of treasures piled up before him.

"No wonder there are so many misers in the world. With so many treasures, even just looking at them is a pleasure!"

At first, Li Qingshan didn't think much of the data on the books, but when he looked at the warehouse full of medicine powders, jewelry, and spiritual items, he was still somewhat dazed.

But then, Li Qingshan's gaze was drawn to a broken sword not far away.

At this moment, the sword emitted a faint, soft light, illuminating a small area.

He took a few steps forward as if possessed, and came to the broken sword.

Before Li Qingshan could react, his hand was already on the broken sword, and he could vaguely hear a silvery sound.

"Hehe... After all this time, I never expected to encounter a Pure Yang Body again..."

The Servant's Courtyard.

"What did you say?!"

Wang Biao, who was drinking tea, slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.

He glared angrily at the servant kneeling before him and cursed viciously.

"That damned Li Qingshan, how did he manage to break this deadlock?!"

"Damn it, damn it, Li Qingshan, you lowly servant, you should just obediently die!"

Wang Biao cursed fiercely, but the expression on his face kept changing.

He hadn't forgotten why he had recommended Li Qingshan to take over the mess of being the manager of Shuiyun Pavilion.

Now that Li Qingshan has cleverly dealt with the fake Five-Leaf Fetal Fruit, what reason do I have to punish Li Qingshan?

What reason would there be to continue using the suppression of Li Qingshan to curry favor with the young lady?

"No, Li Qingshan must die, even if he is favored by the eldest young lady, the ninth madam, or even the second young lady."

We must not let Li Qingshan ruin our important mission.

Thoughts raced through Wang Biao's mind.

He then calmed himself down, waved his hand, and sent the servant away.

As if he had thought of something, a cruel smile appeared on Wang Biao's lips, and he said viciously.

"It seems I have to go see Manager Qin. He probably wants to kill Li Qingshan even more than I do."

Furthermore, I need someone to cooperate with me on what's to come. If I can recruit this guy as a follower, I'm sure the Dharma Protector will reward me handsomely.

……

Shuiyun Pavilion.

Looking at the broken sword in front of him, now restored to its ancient appearance, Li Qingshan felt momentarily lost in thought.

Just now.

He was actually affected by the broken sword, abandoning his usual vigilance and directly grasping the broken sword in his hand.

After a while, Li Qingshan's sigh came from the treasure vault.

"Bad news, my physical condition isn't as good as I thought!"

Before Li Qingshan could speak, a strange, bell-like sound rang in his mind.

"Hehe, Master, if the good news is about me, then there's no need to say anything more!"

Immediately, a spirit that only Li Qingshan could see slowly floated beside him.

A miniature woman, dressed in a light green dress, was quietly drifting beside the broken sword, constantly surveying her surroundings.

No matter how you look at it, you can't hide the disdain in the spirit's eyes, as if the so-called medicine powder and jewelry in front of it are nothing but trash.

"I have to thank the extreme yang energy in my master's body, otherwise I would still be curled up in the Nine Yang Sword, and I don't know how long it would have taken before I was awakened."

Li Qingshan looked at Qianqian, the sword spirit, with a complicated expression.

During the process of recognizing the sword as its master, Li Qingshan had already learned about the origin of the Nine Yang Sword.

Legend has it that in the distant past, a peerless empress once reigned on this continent.

It conquered the four seas and eight wastelands, stood tall between heaven and earth, and hundreds of millions of people submitted to it and prostrated themselves at its feet.

Then, this empress collected all sorts of rare and precious treasures from heaven and earth to forge an ancient divine weapon, the Nine Yang Sword.

Unfortunately, time has passed and the empress has disappeared into the long river of history.

Even the Nine Yang Sword was left with only this broken body.

Of course, this wasn't what gave Li Qingshan a headache. What really troubled him was Qianqian's explanation of martial arts realms and his own physical problems.

"Although I possess the Nine Yang Body, breaking through to a higher realm is extremely difficult."

Because a single yang cannot last long, and nine yangs are difficult to increase. Once one reaches a certain cultivation level, one will be consumed by yang energy.

Before Li Qingshan could finish his thought, he heard Qianqian beside him say something sweetly.

"Master, I actually have a way to help you solve the problem of your Nine Yang Body!"