Although Ye Chen left, he was extremely angry in his heart.

He just stole a sword from Linglong Pavilion, but the woman was so ignorant that she accused him of being a thief in front of so many people!

This is simply outrageous!

And those onlookers, who are they? He had only taken some of their worthless things before, but they still care about it today. A bunch of petty people, they deserve to be civilians in Liyang City for the rest of their lives!

At this moment, Ye Chen's heart was filled with murderous intent.

The dragon has a reverse scale, if you touch it you will die!

Since these guys are so ungrateful, there is no need for him to be merciful to them!

That night, it was late and quiet.

The nights in the fantasy world are often very peaceful, after all, there are no entertainment facilities at night, and lighting lamps also costs money. Most ordinary families cannot afford the oil for lamps, so they try not to light lamps if possible.

Therefore, the city of Liyang was so dark at night that you could hardly see your hand in front of you.

However, in the darkness and silence of Liyang City, there were still a few places with lights on. One of these places was Linglong Pavilion.

As a subordinate chamber of commerce of Yunjian Pavilion, Linglong Pavilion is not short of money. Moreover, the lighting of Linglong Pavilion does not rely on oil lamps, but on some magic weapons that can provide lighting effects. This kind of magic weapon is very low-end and has no other use except lighting, so even if it is placed outside the door, no one will steal it.

As for those families who can’t even afford to light an oil lamp at home, wouldn’t they be jealous?

I envy them, but I don’t have the guts to steal them. Even if I had the guts to steal them, I wouldn’t have the guts to use them.

As for those who have the courage to steal, they usually look down on such small gadgets that can only be used for lighting.

With the guidance of the light, Ye Chen found Linglong Pavilion effortlessly. Looking at the high plaque of Linglong Pavilion, Ye Chen felt unfair.

Why! Why can these people have so many good things, while I can only rely on my own efforts to obtain them? Why do some people have things that others cannot obtain even after struggling for their entire lives, but some people are born with them?

Humph! The good things in this world belong to those who are capable! You are not qualified to own these things, so it is better for me to control them! At least I can make those magic weapons play a greater role!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen no longer hesitated and jumped into the courtyard of Linglong Pavilion.

At this time, the owner of Linglong Pavilion was sitting at the desk, concentrating on writing something.

The Blood Refining Sword had been stolen for several days. He had searched the Linglong Pavilion from top to bottom these days, but could not find any trace of the Blood Refining Sword. He had suspected that the girl and her brother had taken it, but he immediately rejected this possibility. A weapon like the Blood Refining Sword would be difficult for an untrained adult to hold, so how could two children possibly hold it?

Therefore, he suspected more that there might be a thief in Linglong Pavilion.

But today, he heard from other people what happened on the street in Liyang City, and finally understood how the Blood Refined Sword was stolen.

It turned out that it was his own daughter who caused the trouble!

Although it was not his daughter who stole the things, she was the one who brought the person in after all, so she could not escape the blame. As her father, the shopkeeper was also responsible for the negligence. Therefore, he had to plead guilty to Yunjian Pavilion. If he took the initiative to plead guilty, he could still seek leniency. If he concealed the matter and did not report it, the punishment from Yunjian Pavilion would be very severe when the matter was exposed.

So in desperation, the shopkeeper had to write a letter of apology and handed it to Deng Ying, asking Deng Ying to take the letter to Yunjian Pavilion in Jiutian Peak.

And he began to arrange the aftermath.

After this incident, the shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion in Liyang City will definitely be replaced. Before the new shopkeeper arrives, he must first arrange all the accounts and other related matters.

Just as he was writing furiously, there was a slight noise in the courtyard.

The shopkeeper frowned, and had a bad feeling in his heart. He stopped writing and waved his hand. A foot-long iron ruler appeared in his hand. He opened the door and looked into the courtyard, only to see a man wearing the clothes of a Taiwei Sect disciple standing in the courtyard.

When the shopkeeper first saw the clothes, he thought it was Feng Shao who came to visit him unexpectedly. But then he found out that the visitor was not Feng Shao.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him, and asked coldly: "Friend, what brings you to visit so late at night?"

Ye Chen glanced at the shopkeeper and said calmly, "Come to collect a debt!"

The shopkeeper said, "This is strange! It has always been others who owed debts to Linglong Pavilion. When did Linglong Pavilion owe debts to others?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly and said, "To collect a debt of humiliation!"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Friend, if you have anything to say, please speak frankly. Judging from your attire, you should be from the Taiwei Sect, right? Your sect's Saint Son Feng Shao and my Linglong Pavilion have a close relationship. If there is any misunderstanding, it is not impossible to talk about it for the sake of your sect's Saint Son."

Unexpectedly, when Ye Chen heard the name "Feng Shao", murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Shao! Feng Shao! Feng Shao again! Why are all of you talking about this Feng Shao! How can I, Ye Chen, be inferior to this guy who is seeking fame and reputation? He just relies on his early entry! Sooner or later, one day, I will kill this damn hypocrite with my own hands!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately realized that the man in front of him came here tonight to kill someone.

Otherwise, the other party would not reveal his or her name.

So the shopkeeper held up his iron ruler and said calmly, "Yunjian Pavilion is under the charge of Linglong Pavilion, Deng Su. Please make your move!"

Ye Chen showed a sinister smile on his face: "If I make this move, no one can stop!"

The shopkeeper said coldly: "It's not certain who will die yet! It's too early for you to talk big!"

Ye Chen drew out his blood to forge a sword, and pointed it directly at the shopkeeper: "Remember, I, Ye Chen, will kill you! When you see the King of Hell, don't say the wrong name!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword at the shopkeeper, who, holding an iron bar, fought with him.

When the two men were fighting, the little girl that Feng Shao had fostered here was sitting cross-legged in the bed, trying to practice Qi.

Although Feng Shao's Qi training booklet has been made as easy as possible so that most ordinary people can understand it, the little girl has never been to school, has limited literacy, and has a very superficial understanding of words and sentences. With the help of the shopkeeper and his daughter these days, the little girl has finally gotten started, but she still can't circulate her Qi for a full cycle.

But the little girl worked hard, and she would meditate and practice Qi whenever she had free time. Over the past few days, she could clearly feel the Qi in her body growing stronger, and she was getting happier. Especially when she thought of Feng Shao's surprised expression when he saw her progress next time, the little girl couldn't suppress her excitement.

Master will definitely praise me, right?

However, in stark contrast to the little girl is her brother. I don't know if it's because he's too young and too playful, or he has no interest in cultivation, but these days he has not paid any attention to practicing Qi. No matter whether Deng Ying and his daughter persuade him or his sister forces him, this kid just doesn't want to practice Qi. Even if he is forced to meditate, he can only hold on for an incense stick of time at most, and then he will get impatient.

In desperation, the little girl had to temporarily give up persuading her brother to practice. However, she thought that maybe when her brother grew up and knew the benefits of practicing, he would take the initiative to practice.

While she was meditating and regulating her breathing, her younger brother was sleeping soundly on the other bed. But halfway through his sleep, the little boy couldn't help but rub his eyes and sit up, pouting and shouting, "Sister! It's so noisy outside! I can't sleep!"

The little girl had not yet entered the door, so her concentration was very shallow. She was disturbed by her brother at this time, and she couldn't help but frowned. Just as she was about to scold him, she heard the sound of "ping pong pong" fighting outside.

When the little girl was in a state of meditation, her mind was free of distractions and she had a weaker sense of the outside world. But after she came out of the state of meditation, the noise outside could be clearly heard by her ears.

She was curious and whispered to her brother, "You stay in the room first. I'll go outside and take a look."

The little boy nodded ignorantly and watched his sister tiptoe out of the room.

The room they were staying in was located in a remote part of the courtyard, and they had to turn a corner to get to the courtyard. The little girl came to the corner and looked towards the courtyard, only to see two figures fighting fiercely.

The two men, one with a sword and the other with a ruler, fought fiercely, and many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard were harmed. But the two men seemed to be unaware of it, and they became more and more devoted to the fight, using all their special moves.

The shopkeeper looked solemn and made his moves in a methodical manner. Although it was difficult to see a fatal move, he was very defensive. Occasionally, he would make a move, which would often have a miraculous effect, forcing Ye Chen to take action to defend.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he was full of murderous intent and his attack was extremely ruthless, but it was obvious that he lacked experience in fighting enemies and only knew how to attack but not defend. In addition, his realm was one level lower than that of the shopkeeper, so Ye Chen's relentless attack was completely resolved by the shopkeeper.

The battle situation thus became a stalemate.

Ye Chen was anxious, and his moves became more and more chaotic and unorganized. The shopkeeper, on the other hand, defended himself and did not make any rash moves, but just took steady steps.

Ye Chen knew very well that if he continued to fight like this, he might be defeated here. This person was an acquaintance of Feng Shao, and he would definitely tell Feng Shao about this matter later. After Feng Shao got the evidence against him, how could he let him go? I'm afraid that destroying his cultivation and expelling him from the mountain gate would be the lightest punishment!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen became even more anxious. He began to regret that he was too hasty in seeking revenge this time. He should have waited until he was promoted to the Golden Core Realm before coming. By then, he would have been able to win. It was a pity that he had been going smoothly all the time, which led to his swollen self-confidence. He thought that he could easily take down Linglong Pavilion with his current realm, but he didn't expect that this mere shopkeeper could actually be so good at fighting.

Ye Chen now felt that maybe he should consider escaping first, and revenge could only be discussed later. He only hoped that the old man, his uncle-master, would protect him and not let Feng Shao expel him from the mountain gate.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen began to look around, searching for an opportunity to escape.

At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Deng, what are you doing? Why are you still not sleeping at this time of night?"

When these words were spoken, everyone in the audience was shocked!

The little girl turned around quickly, only to see her brother rubbing his eyes, looking at the two people fighting in the courtyard with a confused look on his face. The moment the shopkeeper and Ye Chen saw the little boy and the little girl, their faces changed at the same time.

The difference is that Ye Chen was delighted, while the shopkeeper secretly thought that something was wrong.

"God will not abandon me!" Ye Chen thought to himself.