Qin Ran asked, "I heard the sect leader say that we need to go to Zhican Valley to purchase supplies in a few days. Is that true?"
Feng Feiyan said to Qin Ran, "Elder, this matter is usually decided by the Chief Alchemist Elder. I don't know the details." She looked very knowledgeable and spoke gently, "I just go along each time to accurately record the Spirit Stones spent and the pills purchased."
"Oh!" Qin Ran nodded to show he understood, "So this matter was decided by Jian Senior Brother."
Seeing how he was easily misled by her, Feng Feiyan's eyes unintentionally showed some smugness.
But who knew, the next moment, Qin Ran suddenly put his hand on the table, closing some of the distance between them. Caught off guard, she felt a pressure upon her.
She heard Qin Ran ask, "So is the timing of your purchasing trips random, whenever Jian Senior Brother says to go you just go; or is there a fixed schedule, like going once a month, once every six months, once a year?"
Although Qin Ran still had that delicate face, still had a smile in his eyes, his voice was still gentle, but for some reason, Feng Feiyan didn't feel like refusing his questions.
She hesitated for a long time before answering, "Elder, we need to resupply every three months."
"Mm..." Qin Ran nodded with a smile and continued asking, "What time of the month do you usually go - beginning, middle or end?"
Feng Feiyan didn't dare look at Qin Ran again. She lowered her head, still answering, "The middle of the month."
"The middle is the fifteenth of each month?"
"No."
"What day is it then?"
"The twentieth."
Feng Feiyan had lowered her head now, her expression no longer visible. Qin Ran leaned on the table, getting even closer, now able to smell Feng Feiyan's warmth. He asked, "What needs to be purchased this time? Herbs? Pills? Which herbs, which pills?"
"I really don't know about this." Feng Feiyan felt like a huge boulder was pressing down on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Do you know if this purchasing trip is different from usual?"
Feng Feiyan lowered her head even more, hunching her back, allowing Qin Ran to see her ample chest. She shook her head, her voice almost crying, "Mm."
Looking at this woman, Qin Ran finally dropped his smile. He stood up, no longer pressuring her, just saying, "Give me a few copies of the previous purchasing records."
When Qin Ran smiled, Feng Feiyan felt endless pressure, but when he stopped smiling, she suddenly felt the heavy pressure disappear.
She let out a big sigh of relief, hurriedly got up, and rummaged through the file cabinet nearby. She then carried over five stacks of records and handed them to Qin Ran, head still lowered, not daring to look at him. She said softly, "These are the records from last March and all of last year."
Qin Ran took the records, a gentle smile appearing on his delicate face again, like a weak scholar in green robes standing under a willow by the river.
"Thank you," he nodded.
Feng Feiyan squeezed out a smile.
Qin Ran took the records and walked back to his seat.
In the process, he noticed Ke Yue and Shi Yuan's serious and solemn expressions, as well as the shock written all over Yan Yi's face. This further confirmed his suspicions - out of the five people in charge of the Alchemy Hall, including Jian Yuanjie, amazingly one of them was not a mole!
Wearing a smile, he took a deep look at Yan Yi before returning to his seat and carefully reading through the records.
He didn't know what kind of mindset Jian Yuanjie had when he kept Yan Yi around.
He also didn't know what kind of mindset Yan Yi had, working in the Alchemy Hall.
It would be very interesting if Yan Yi was sent by the sect leader to investigate the moles in the Alchemy Hall, because in the entire Alchemy Hall, he was probably the only one who wasn't a mole.
Of course, on further thought, Jian Yuanjie's reasoning could still be guessed at. The person the sect leader sent over, I'll keep around, but give him a meaningless job... managing pill refining in a sect without any pill refiners...
Thinking this, Qin Ran wanted to laugh again.
But as he continued looking through the records, the smile faded from his face.
Qin Ran understood pills, herbs, and math. So he could understand these records and the significance behind them.
Thus he knew exactly what kind of garbage pills Jian Yuanjie had been feeding the Dao Sword Sect disciples all these years. He knew exactly how many Spirit Stones Jian Yuanjie had embezzled over the years... Jian Yuanjie's bag must be incredibly fat!
Most importantly, the only one who really needed spiritual herbs and medicines was Dan Peak... himself. In other words, all these years, Jian Yuanjie had embezzled countless Spirit Stones under the guise of helping him purchase herbs!
The more Qin Ran read through the records, the more complicated his emotions became. On one hand, he felt sorrow and indignation for the nation and people, worried for all the Dao Sword Sect disciples and the future of the Dao Sword Sect.
On the other hand, his intestines were twisting with regret that he hadn't ransacked Jian Yuanjie's bag back then!!!
Because not only had Jian Yuanjie unconscionably embezzled the pill funds of Dao Sword Sect disciples all these years, he had also gained greatly from harming the disciples... Jian Yuanjie's bag must be incredibly fat from all the kickbacks over the years!!
While Qin Ran was investigating corruption in the Dao Sword Sect, his heavily reminded Dan Peak had still slipped up.
What happened was this:
The shadow stealth technique Li Shiyin wanted to learn from Feng Shizhan was something Feng Shizhan had learned from the dragon Ao Yi. This technique allowed one to turn black and enter a dark form. Then they could blend into the darkness, burrow into shadows, enter silhouettes, and become impervious to harm. It was similar to Qin Ran's Dreamlike Illusion.
Qin Ran's Dreamlike Illusion turned himself into water. Feng Shizhan's shadow stealth turned himself into darkness.
Certainly shadow stealth was a good technique, but the problem was that Feng Shizhan hadn't learned it yet... At least he didn't have good control of it...
Under Li Shiyin's urging, he forcibly executed it, losing control of the technique.
The darkness spread...
With the cat tree as the center, the darkness spread outwards in a circle, not only turning Feng Shizhan and the cat tree into dark forms, but also Li Shiyin, half the creek, half of Sword Washing Lake near the cat tree, the trees by Sword Washing Lake, and even the little demon willow Liu Xiaoji.
Oh right, on that side, their dining table had also been dragged into the darkness by Feng Shizhan.
Turning these things dark wasn't that big of a deal in itself, they just had to change back quickly.
But the problem was...
Feng Shizhan had lost control. Turning so many things dark caused massive depletion of his magic power and soul force.
In other words, not only had Feng Shizhan lost control of the technique, for now he couldn't change the things he had turned dark back!
Moreover, Feng Shizhan had fallen into slumber due to overdrawing his magic.
Leaving only Li Shiyin running around in that patch of darkness, unable to regain her human form no matter how she tried. She cried out loudly for help but her voice didn't carry out.
"Qiqi, save me..."
"Master, save me..."
"Tushan Youyou, save me..."
She yelled until her throat was hoarse, but no one heard.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
