The Vanishing Stolen Goods!
The Vanishing Stolen Goods!
Hearing this, the Qihua Peak Master's brow slowly relaxed. So, he was looking for the stolen goods. That was no problem-Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao were standing right in front of him.
Could the stolen goods simply grow legs and run away?
"Search them."
The Qihua Peak Master gave a signal to the disciples behind him. Two disciples immediately stepped forward, preparing to search Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao's persons.
"Wait!"
Ning Fan suddenly called out to stop them.
"It is fine for you to search, but what if you find nothing?"
"If nothing is found, my peak will offer you compensation."
"Search."
The Qihua Peak Master commanded decisively.
He truly did not believe that nothing would be found on Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao!!
Following his order, the two disciples stepped forward to search Ning Fan. Yet, no matter how thoroughly they checked, they could not find a single thing on either Ning Fan or Yun Qingyao.
"Reporting to Peak Master, we found nothing."
The two disciples stepped back.
The Qihua Peak Master frowned slightly, but his expression soon smoothed out. He signaled for the two disciples to enter the Treasure Pavilion for a search.
Another period of searching ensued.
After a full quarter of an hour, the two disciples emerged once more and spread their hands helplessly toward the Qihua Peak Master.
"Reporting to Peak Master, we found nothing."
"Furthermore, quite a few heavenly treasures are missing from the Treasure Pavilion. Aside from that priceless Earth-tier treasure, a rough estimate of the other missing materials totals nearly sixteen thousand Spirit Stones..."
The Qihua Peak Master's eyes widened upon hearing this.
Something was not right.
If they had not found the martial techniques, one could argue that Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao had discarded them along the way. But the missing treasures from within the sealed Treasure Pavilion could not be explained so easily.
Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao had been locked inside the Treasure Pavilion the entire time, and the pavilion had indeed lost many treasures.
Yet, those items were not on them!?
It defied logic.
The Qihua Peak Master stared intensely at Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao, his voice cold as he spoke.
"What method did you two use!?"
"To take the treasures of my Qihua Peak out of thin air!"
"We are being wronged."
Ning Fan replied with a look of grievance.
"Heaven is my witness, we have not stolen so much as a needle or a thread from Qihua Peak. This is a false accusation! It is slander!"
That was true.
What Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao had stolen was not a mere "needle or thread."
"Then why were the two of you present there!?"
The Qihua Peak Master demanded.
"We came to take a casual stroll. When we saw someone sneak into the Treasure Pavilion, acting suspiciously as if they intended to commit an atrocity, we immediately gave chase. We fought fiercely with that thieving scoundrel, battling until the sky went dark, but in the end, we failed to stop the thief."
"Alas!"
"Everyone from Qihua Peak, there is no need to thank us. We failed to protect your treasures."
Ning Fan said with a look of regret.
It was not just the people from Qihua Peak; even Yun Qingyao, Yin Fengyue, and Miao Tian-their own people-could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths upon hearing Ning Fan's tall tale.
What in the world?
Was he trying to trick spirits!?
Yet, because no evidence could be found, Ning Fan's statement remained unassailable. No matter how the others argued, there was nothing on Ning Fan or Yun Qingyao that belonged to Qihua Peak.
The Qihua Peak Master stared deeply at Ning Fan, and an irresistible spiritual pressure surged toward him. The next moment, however, Yin Fengyue waved her hand.
The pressure dissipated instantly.
"Hualong, if you have no evidence, the disciples of my Changming Peak are not to be bullied by you."
Yin Fengyue's voice was calm.
The Qihua Peak Master looked at Yin Fengyue. If he could suppress her by force, he could keep Ning Fan at Qihua Peak and slowly break them to reveal the location of the treasures.
But...
The Qihua Peak Master, Hualong, recalled how the Dao Master of the Zhao family treated Yin Fengyue. Even a Dao Master was wary of her.
Could he really suppress Yin Fengyue?
"Whoosh-"
The Qihua Peak Master, Hualong, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart.
"The Inter-Peak Martial Meet is fast approaching. You Changming Peak have truly done a fine deed today." "Heh."
"We shall see."
The Qihua Peak Master stared intently at Yin Fengyue and the others.
He would remember this humiliation.
At the Inter-Peak Martial Meet, he would surely make Changming Peak pay tenfold, a hundredfold!!
"These are your Qihua Peak disciples. Return them to you."
Yin Fengyue signaled to Miao Tian, who brought forward two unconscious individuals-the real Lu Qing'an and Che Shuai.
"Come."
Yin Fengyue beckoned to Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao. The two walked slowly toward their Peak Master and Chief Disciple. Only then did Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao finally feel relieved.
"We shall meet again in the future!"
The Yin-Yang Peak Master said in a deep voice.
"Let us leave."
Yin Fengyue ignored the Qihua Peak Master. She waved her hand, and the four of them, including Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao, rose into the air.
"Ah-"
The sudden weightlessness caused Yun Qingyao to cry out in surprise, instinctively gripping Ning Fan's arm. Ning Fan, experiencing flight for the first time, was also quite excited.
What would have been a journey of several hours passed in roughly half a quarter of an hour as they returned to Changming Peak.
In the main hall, Lin Yu, Li Xiangnan, Li Yunqi, and Gu Mingyue were waiting eagerly. When they saw the party return, they rushed forward.
"How was it!?"
"Did it go well??"
Li Yunqi asked anxiously.
Ning Fan did not answer immediately, instead looking at Lin Yu and Li Xiangnan.
"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Sister Li."
"Can you take those faces off now? We already fooled them, didn't we?"
"We were afraid they might still be useful."
Lin Yu chuckled and removed the human-skin mask.
Indeed, the person who had exchanged blows with the Qihua Peak disciples at the gate was Lin Yu.
Without the assistance of Lin Yu and Li Xiangnan, the plan would have been far riskier.
"The gains-let's hear them," Li Yunqi urged.
"About twenty Profound-tier Low Grade martial techniques, around ten Profound-tier Middle Grade martial techniques, and a few Profound-tier High Grade techniques as well."
"As for cultivation resources, they are likely worth over ten thousand Spirit Stones," Ning Fan said thoughtfully.
"Holy crap!"
Lin Yu cursed in excitement, and the others looked equally thrilled. Changming Peak had always been a barren main peak; when had they ever seen such wealth?
The ordinary cultivation treasures alone were worth over ten thousand Spirit Stones, not to mention those priceless techniques!
Yet, what they did not know was that the most precious Earth-tier treasure had already been consumed by Ning Fan!
"Where exactly are the treasures?" Yin Fengyue asked.
Even Yin Fengyue did not know where Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao had hidden the stolen goods. Concealing the stolen goods was the most vital part of the plan.
If they could not hide the evidence, even Yin Fengyue's presence would not have been enough to secure their departure.
"Heh."
Ning Fan chuckled.
Where were they?
They were with Ye Honglian. Before she left, Ning Fan had asked her to keep the stolen goods and the storage rings.
Not even the people from Qihua Peak, nor the Heavenly King himself, could find those goods on Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao.
He was becoming increasingly suspicious about whether Ye Honglian and Yun Qingyao were one and the same.
"Peak Master, do not worry. When the time is right, the items will return."
Ning Fan said.
Yin Fengyue stared deeply at Ning Fan.
This youth.
He possessed secrets even she could not fathom.
Truly interesting.
"By the way."
"What do you plan to do with so many martial techniques and treasures?"
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