Chapter 482: 478: Emptying the Warehouse_1

But no matter how they scanned back and forth, they found no irregularities.

The two elderly men shared a glance, sighing inwardly.

They were certain one of their predecessors had stolen their Spirit Vein, but what could they do about it?

The spiritual energy in this realm was becoming increasingly scarce. Numerous clans and sects found it difficult to sustain themselves, and had to rely on clans and sects with Spirit Veins for survival.

But their clan had made many enemies over the years. If people got wind of their stolen Spirit Vein, the consequences were unthinkable.

“Chen Zhong, seal the news for the time being. We can’t let outsiders know about our lost Spirit Vein,” one old ancestor said. “Stay calm for now. We will slowly look into the matter and not rush.”

The thief wouldn’t wait around for them to find him. If they caused a ruckus that alerted everyone, that would be the most foolish and disastrous thing to do.

The Clan Leader’s nose twitched, nodding repeatedly.

The ancestor glanced at the dozens of kneeling guards on the ground, waved his hand, and they all disappeared.

Seeing this, the elder seethed with rage. His heart ached so much that his teeth chattered, but he knew he couldn’t voice his anger or complaints now.

The ancestor gave the elder a glance, then vanished from sight.

With the ancestor gone and the dozens of guards missing, the Clan Leader had no choice but to go to the plaza and send everyone home, telling them all was well.

Halfway through, Yingbao turned back. As doubts filled her mind, she began to ponder how to approach Fairy Bilian alone and how to defeat her.

Her body had abruptly ascended to the Nascent Soul Realm, without going through the tribulation of thunder. Her realm was unstable, making her susceptible to sudden destruction. Thus, she had to act cautiously.

But no matter how cautious she was, her current body wouldn’t withstand a single strike from the other party.

Word had it that Fairy Bilian’s cultivation base had reached the Emergence Stage, a whole power rank higher than the Nascent Soul. Therefore, Yingbao didn’t have much chance of victory.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day, someone came to fetch Chen Shuyuan, claiming the fifth elder wanted to see her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yingbao followed this person to the fifth elder’s residence and found more than a hundred young boys and girls in the courtyard.

These were primarily the fifth elder’s children or grandchildren, all descendants of his line.

Seeing that the number of people was about right, the fifth elder announced, “Today, Fairy Bilian is making a trip to the Wuji Sect. She wants to select a group of attendants from the younger generation to accompany her. Those willing to go can come and draw lots. Whoever is drawn will accompany her.”

“I’m willing!”

“So am I!”

Hands shot up among the young boys and girls.

Going to the Wuji Sect, the largest sect in all the world. If lucky enough to stay there for cultivation, it was bound to be better than staying in their own clan.

Yingbao was elated. She hurried forward, eager to draw a lot.

She whispered to Xuanwu, “When it’s my turn to draw, make sure I’m chosen.”

Xuanwu responded reluctantly.

It didn’t want its master to go to that place, but there was no choice as the Divine Pupil Fragment yet to be retrieved.

This time, out of everyone in the fifth elder’s house, only three were selected. Each of the other elders also had to select three, making it a total of fifteen people. Including the five from her own house, Fairy Bilian was to take away twenty attendants in total.

When it was Yingbao’s turn to draw, she picked a bamboo stick with a red circle on it.

When she handed in the bamboo stick, a woman standing beside the fifth elder frowned and whispered something in his ear. Then, the fifth elder said, “Shuyuan, you don’t have to go. Give your spot to someone else.”

Yingbao coldly asked, “Why should I give up my spot? What if I don’t want to?”

“Shuyuan!” The fifth elder was angered, his Nascent Soul Realm suppression force swept towards Yingbao.

Yingbao feigned struggle but insisted, “The fifth elder, you made us draw lots, and now you want me to give up my spot. How does that make sense?”

Even though the fifth elder was Chen Shuyuan’s biological father, he did not allow any child outside of his legitimate heirs to call him ‘father’. So, Chen Shuyuan still addressed him as the fifth elder.

The fifth elder huffed coldly, raised his sleeve, and sent Yingbao flying out of the courtyard.

“Get out!” He shouted, “If you can’t bring twenty mid-level Spirit Plants within this month, do not think of returning to the clan!”

Yingbao slowly rose from the ground, unaffected.

Under dozens of complex gazes, she returned to her room, locked the door, set up a restriction, then took out the wheel mirror, “Take me to Chen Family’s treasury. If I find Spirit Plants, I’ll give you half.”

The wheel mirror cheerfully drew a circle in mid-air, and a circular gate surrounded by white mist appeared.

Yingbao put on a concealment magic weapon, asked Xuanwu to hide her aura, then stepped into the mist.

As she emerged from the mist, she saw row upon row of shelves, stocked with a dazzling array of spirit treasures and boxes of all shapes and sizes.

Yingbao directly swept these items into her Divine Mansion, leaving nothing behind, including the valuable cultivation manuals and alchemy books on the bookshelves.

Finally, she arrived before a huge alchemy furnace, filled with a pungent smell of blood: dragon’s blood, demonic beast’s blood, and human blood.

Could the Chen Family really be refining pills using cultivators?

With a wave of her hand, Yingbao directly took the alchemy furnace and also the stacks of jade boxes marked with talisman papers piled up in the corner.

Seeing the treasury was empty, Yingbao stepped back into the round gate and disappeared.

Once back in her room, Yingbao immediately left the Chen Family, hired a beast cart, and left Vermilion Bird City.

Once outside the city, Yingbao handed the coachman two low-grade Spirit Stones and headed straight for the forest.

Xuanwu laughed inside the sea of consciousness, “As expected of you, master, as always. The Chen Family is done for this time.”

A cultivation clan losing their Spirit Vein and having all their treasury depleted was worse than having several elders killed. It would probably take them centuries to recover.

“The Chen Family has more than one treasury.” Yingbao smiled, “I only emptied their most precious storage place.”

She had yet to see exactly what she had taken, but she knew they were all rare treasures.

Just the cultivation manuals were an enormous wealth. These things were extremely valuable and could be sold for incredible prices in the market.

And it seemed she had collected quite a few boxes of top-grade Spirit Stones.

Suddenly, a massive pressure came from the distance, stunning all the insects and birds on the trees, causing them to fall fluttering to the ground.

Yingbao sensed something wrong and immediately hid in her Divine Mansion, leaving Xuanwu to keep an eye on the situation.

Xuanwu opened The Book of Sky, channeled divine power into it, and saw the outside world reflecting on the pages.

Two figures flew overhead through the forest, each with cultivation not lower than the Mahayana Realm.

Yingbao looked at these two and found one figure particularly familiar.

Right, that was Xiao Chengjun.

He must have received Fairy Bilian’s message and was rushing to Vermilion Bird City.

Halfway there, he began searching for suspicious people in the vicinity. That’s why he unleashed his pressure, intimidating everyone around.

“Does Xiao Chengjun have a Divine Pupil Fragment on him?” Yingbao asked.

Xuanwu replied, “No.” He paused a moment then said, “He seems to be wearing Dragon Scale Armor, made from your mother’s scales.”

Even though Dragon God had self-detonated, many of its scales had survived, and some cultivators had swooped in to snatch them.

Yingbao asked seriously, “How can we kill him?”