"Ah, it's my Amethyst Fighting Rabbit!" Feng Tianhe exclaimed in a serious tone.
“My ginseng essence is here too.” Fang Milu tried hard to suppress her laughter, her tone strange.
"That is my Sand of No Form!"
"And my Ten Directions Silk, Yan Ying, you robber!"
The cultivators screamed and rushed forward to snatch it, causing chaos and confusion.
After Tu Longjian activated the Alchemy Array, the stones in Yan Ying's storage bag all turned into treasures that had appeared in the illusion.
Although Tu Longjian was meditating with her eyes closed, her mind was focused on her surroundings. She had a photographic memory and could remember the details of those treasures even when she was distracted. Now, it was difficult to tell the difference between the real and the fake.
Yan Ying tried to slip away, but Gan Xiuming grabbed her. He sneered and leaned close to Yan Ying's ear, uttering cold words, "Don't go."
Yan Ying said with a mournful face, "I don't know what happened, there really aren't any left, this is the only storage bag I have."
Gan Xiuming shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoists! This Fellow Daoist Yan stole your treasures and then falsely accused us. He is morally corrupt."
"His words are no longer credible, and we don't know if he has any other treasures hidden on him."
"Yeah, I haven't seen my Heavenly Cripple Pills. I have several bottles of them."
"I'm missing several hundred spirit stones. I wonder if they're with him too."
One of the cultivators rolled his eyes, only to be slapped on the back by a fellow Daoist he knew, who muttered under his breath, "Come on, you carry those few hundred spirit stones around like they're precious treasures all the time."
"It wasn't found in a secret realm."
The monk pulled his friend aside and whispered, "What does it matter? Stealing more is still stealing, stealing less is still stealing."
Other cultivators, inspired, also chimed in:
"Oh dear, my robe is also missing. It looks quite similar to the one Fellow Daoist Yan is wearing." The speaker was a sword cultivator. He stroked his whitewashed clothes and sighed.
"I also want—oh no, I'm missing, I'm missing a storage bag."
Tu Longjian threw the storage bag given to him by Yan Ying on the ground and said generously, "Everyone, to prove our innocence, we don't want this thief's storage bag that we won back. We'll leave it to you."
"Fellow Daoist, your righteousness is truly admirable!"
"Spring Fairy is so generous and kind!"
The cultivators praised it as they pounced on it like wolves, hoping there might be something good inside the storage bag.
Yan Ying was also caught in their search and was dragged over. A group of people surrounded him, touching him all over, even stripping him naked. Some wicked cultivators even began to torture him for a confession.
"Tell me! Where did you hide the other treasures?"
"Really, there's nothing left!" Yan Ying clutched her crotch, bewildered in the cold wind. Now, she didn't even have her underwear!
"Ah! Don't hit me, I really didn't!"
The cultivators who obtained the treasures left satisfied, but a few who did not get them were still furious and whipped Yan Ying in anger.
"Hand it over! You still dare to lie? Where's the ten thousand spirit stones you owe me?"
"Heavens above, when did I ever owe you so many spirit stones?"
"You're lying, aren't you? I'll beat you until you submit!"
Tu Longjian and his group quickly left this place of trouble, putting Yan Ying's screams out of their minds.
Fang Milu hugged her arms and trembled. "These people are really ruthless. Even though the illusion is gone, why are they acting like they've gone mad?"
"Human hearts," Tu Longjian replied succinctly, his words carrying a profound meaning.
"I don't understand, I'm scared, the outside world is terrifying."
Poonana tapped her on the forehead, making her cry out in pain.
"Young lady, you finally know how cruel the outside world is. I heard you were pampered and spoiled growing up in the mortal realm."
Fang Milu rubbed her forehead, trying to hit back, but she couldn't reach it no matter what she did. "So what if I have a happy family? How come you're so tall!"
"With your short legs, stop flailing around. I told you to eat more meat, but you always say you're on a diet and don't eat. Yet you drink Lin Xiaolu's milk tea all the time. No wonder you're not growing taller."
She gently pinched the soft flesh on Fang Milu's face and sneered.
"Hmph! My mother only ever says I'm cute; that's the best of both worlds. Come to think of it, I haven't been home at all, and I miss them a little."
"Chunxiang, let's go back to the mortal realm sometime." Fang Milu's almond-shaped eyes blinked expectantly; they were from the same hometown.
"I'll look into it when I have time." Tu Longjian had no attachment to the mortal world; besides, it wasn't her hometown.
However, having only stayed there for a day and a night before leaving in a hurry, I now realize that some of the beginning and end were handled rather hastily.
If she has time, she should still go and see if the original owner's father knows whether he has repented.
And how is her brother doing? If he's doing well, she'll make sure he suffers again.
The control period had ended, and Gan Xiuming snapped out of his daze. He vaguely remembered saying some things inexplicably, but since the matter was resolved, he stopped dwelling on it.
Chunxiang treated him so well, of course he trusted her.
Gan Xiuming smiled smugly, but when he turned his head, he saw two figures following closely behind, and his smile froze instantly.
"You...you! What are you doing following us?!"
Dai Qing chuckled and shamelessly said, "If Ah Xiang ever wants to sell me, I'm afraid I won't be able to get there in time, so I'll have to go with you."
"Sell? What nonsense! My Xiangxiang isn't a human trafficker. You're not trying to seduce her, are you? She's engaged."
Gan Xiuming looked disgusted, as if he had seen a fly.
“Xiu Ming, do not be rude. These two are my friends, Dai Qing and her sister Na Qin.” Tu Longjian’s eyes flashed as he spoke.
The plot is about to unfold, and she needs to figure out how to stop it.
Using the "Frosty Breeze" technique? I wonder if it can sober them up and prevent them from being misled by the aphrodisiac.
She just didn't know the details, how the two of them had taken the aphrodisiac.
Hearing that she was unhappy, Gan Xiuming had no choice but to politely greet her and introduce himself along with the others.
His expression lit up when his gaze swept over Nachin.
Wait, he was so busy being jealous that he didn't notice that this big oaf has such a beautiful younger sister.
Nachin wore a pomegranate-red robe, with turquoise earrings dangling from her earlobes. Her honey-colored skin looked as if it had been kissed by the warm sun, making her appear healthy and charming.
Nachin was also looking Gan Xiuming up and down, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Tu Longjian thought to himself, "Here she comes. Could it be that Naqin has fallen in love with Gan Xiuming at first sight? Given how proactive and clingy the grassland people are, it will probably be very difficult to separate the two of them."
Nachin looked around for a moment, then, finding it uninteresting, looked away.
My sister-in-law doesn't like my older brother, but likes this man who seems unrefined, is just average-looking, and has a lecherous look in his eyes.
Her older brother has well-developed pectoral muscles and is simple-minded, but he's handsome! So what if he's a little dull? Unlike this Gan Xiuming in front of her, who looks weak and is petty.
The people of the grasslands are open-minded; her mother had countless lovers, and her father never seemed to have any objections.
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