This is her latest invention, the "Turning Stone into Gold" array. As the name suggests, it can transform ordinary objects into other forms and maintain the transformation for a considerable period of time.

As she pushed her way through the crowd, she secretly slipped a small battle flag into each of their sleeves.

The group trusted her completely and had cooperated with her countless times during their training trip down the mountain, all tacitly and steadily hiding the array flags in their sleeves.

Tu Longjian stood in the center of the formation, covered his sleeve and chuckled softly, his tone gentle and without a trace of sharpness, yet with a hidden dagger within his gentleness.

"But I wonder, if it is proven that this Fellow Daoist Yan misspoke, how will he apologize for these malicious and slanderous words?"

"What is Miss A Xiang talking about again? Pig heart? Is she hungry?" Dai Qing asked her sister curiously, only to be met with a sharp glare from her.

Nachin was very excited, her eyes shining. "Brother, don't make a fuss. I don't know why, but I have a feeling something is going to happen. My sister-in-law is a wise woman from the Central Plains. She definitely won't be bullied by them!"

Yan Ying snorted coldly, grinned to reveal a set of uneven teeth, and said, "If I'm wrong, I'll give you all my possessions and kowtow to you three times, calling you 'Grandma.'"

"But if you can't prove the existence of the illusion, give me all of your gang's storage bags, hehe."

Yan Ying's eyes gleamed, but he suddenly realized that his teeth were still sticking out. He quickly covered his mouth and chuckled to himself.

He had already concluded that it was the gang in front of him who committed the crime, and if they returned the storage bag to him, he could get a lot of treasures.

If they hadn't stolen it, all those cultivators would have gotten something good, so he wouldn't have lost out.

However, seeing the dissatisfaction on the faces of the other cultivators, he quickly added a supplementary sentence to avoid being targeted by them.

"Of course I won't keep it all to myself. After I confiscate their storage bags, I'll distribute them equally among everyone to make up for our losses."

How could Yan Ying be so kind as to share the treasures she had painstakingly acquired with these people?

He had previously obtained a teleportation talisman elsewhere, but of course, he tore it up and ran away after getting the item!

With these treasures, this trip to the secret realm will be worthwhile. Afterwards, he can hide and stay hidden, so that no one can find him or do anything to him. He just needs to wait until the secret realm reopens and then he can get out.

Upon hearing Yan Ying's words, the crowd remained silent and did not object.

"You've got a good plan, this isn't fair!" Yan Qiu glanced at the crowd with disappointment, her brows furrowed as she spoke, quite indignantly.

"Okay." A soft voice rang out at the same time, and Yan Qiu looked at Tu Longjian in astonishment.

Previously, it was this innocent-looking female cultivator in front of them who came up with the foolish idea that would cause their sect to suffer losses.

I thought she was a female cultivator and didn't seem to have any bad intentions, so I spoke up for her despite past grievances. How could she be so foolish?

Tu Longjian smiled and glanced at everyone.

Feng Tianhe received a signal from Tu Longjian. He hurriedly covered his storage bag as if there were precious treasures inside. He gritted his teeth and said, "No... no way."

Yan Ying's eyes lit up; there really was something good. He rubbed his hands together, looking forward to it.

Gan Xiuming snorted coldly and took out several bottles of poison from his storage bag, playing with them in his hand.

Don't let his usual dislike of conflict fool you; he can be quite temperamental when it matters!

(The main problem is that if I don't resist, I might lose my storage bag, which would be a huge loss.)

Yan Ying looked at the dark green, bubbling liquid in his hand and knew it wasn't anything safe.

He swallowed hard, then suddenly realized that the other side had a large and powerful force, while he only had these ravenous cultivators behind him waiting to be devoured. He took a few steps back.

"I...I swear an oath to you against the heavens! Even if you lose, you cannot seek revenge against me!"

Tu Longjian frowned awkwardly, and said softly, somewhat guiltily, "We won't hit you. We don't need to make a vow, right?"

Yan Ying accurately caught the guilty look in her eyes, which reassured her greatly. She spoke with great determination: "Absolutely!"

He took the initiative to speak and was the first to swear an oath.

"I, Yan Ying, have sworn an oath to Heaven: if I discover that an illusion truly exists, I will give you all my possessions and kowtow to confess my sins! It's your turn!"

Tu Longjian shook her head. If you don't court death, you won't die. If you want to court death, there's nothing she can do.

Her voice was soft, “I, Chunxiang, swear that if I cannot prove that this place is an illusion, I will give you all my storage bags without any complaints.”

The solemn oath of Heaven fell beneath their feet, and the vow was fulfilled.

Tu Longjian secretly rolled his eyes. She wasn't Chunxiang; this oath of heaven couldn't bind her.

Since meeting Gan Xiuming in the mortal realm, she has called herself Chunxiang, and apart from Shi Zixue, she has never revealed it to anyone else.

The cultivators had firmly accepted her identity. No one would have thought that Chunxiang was just the name of a prostitute in a brothel in the mortal world, which Tu Longjian had simply adopted.

Tu Longjian squinted and pointed to the sky with his sleeve, "Please look, everyone."

The cultivators hurriedly looked up, but saw nothing but a clear blue sky.

"What are you looking at? There's nothing there."

"Let's observe the aftershocks of the formation," Tu Longjian said with a confident smile.

The art of array flags has declined, and the art of array formations is no longer known to the general public.

Most of the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect who have not been practicing for long have only a superficial understanding of formations. Among tens of thousands of cultivators, only a few can be found who understand formations.

She couldn't possibly be that unlucky, that among the dozens of cultivators in front of her, there would be someone who understood formations.

As for how to make the formation visible to everyone, she has many methods and naturally has a way.

All the cultivators were completely bewildered. They stared intently at the blue sky, trying to catch a trace of anything, but even after their eyes ached from staring, they still found nothing.

Just as Tu Longjian was about to make a move and use the manifestation array to reveal the aftershocks of the illusion created by the round-faced female cultivator, he heard a clear voice coming from the crowd.

Excuse me, could you please move aside?

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Please allow me to proceed to the front."

A somewhat frail-looking scholar-like cultivator stepped forward. He was rather thin, and although his face was not outstanding, it was still quite harmonious.

His eyes were clear and his demeanor was gentle and refined, which was refreshing.

"I was unconscious for quite a while before I woke up."

"I stood and listened for a while before I understood what was troubling you all."

The scholar looked up at Tu Longjian and smiled, "Fairy Chunxiang, there's no need to worry about the aftershocks of the formation not showing. I have a way to clear your name."

Gan Xiuming gave him a wary look, and thought, "This pale-faced scholar actually looks quite respectable. Could he be trying to seduce my Xiangxiang on purpose? Shameless!"

He deliberately puffed out his chest, trying to block the scholar's view.

The scholar dodged left and right, his breathing somewhat unsteady.

"Unfortunately, my family once... passed down a treasure that can detect traces of formations, and even reveal part of the images that occurred."

Tu Longjian gave a forced smile, but secretly he gritted his teeth. What a coincidence! What a coincidence!

How did she have to run into this scholar? She won the lottery with a chance that was one in a million.