Chapter 23 Emotional Investment is also Investment

Upon hearing the news of the Treasure Tower being looted, Yu Xian immediately thought about the warning he impetuously spoke of yesterday, never expecting that it would come true so quickly.

With his inquiries, Yulan recounted all of the information she knew about the incident.

It turned out that a band of bandits attacked the Treasure Tower today, emptying it of all the cash and many precious jewels and jade within.

Many people lost their lives in the resistance.

Even a Martial Arts Master who was secretly stationed in the Treasure Tower was killed on the spot, not to mention the guards of the jade merchants, all of whom were ordinary warriors and could not even put up a fight.

It was said that among the bandits, there was a Golden Armor General who, after uttering the truth, was enveloped in golden light and became impervious to swords and spears like he was wearing golden armor.

The arrows shot by the soldiers sent to capture them were utterly ineffective, like shooting at a plate of iron.

There was also a God of Strength who, relying solely on his own power, pushed open the already closed city gates like a giant spirit, thwarting hundreds of troops and covering their comrades' retreat.

There also was a Lord of Divine Fire who could control divine fire, and when it descended, it was like a meteorite falling, burning everything unyieldingly.

The Martial Arts Master of the Treasure Tower was burnt to death by the divine fire.

Preliminary estimates put the losses at hundreds of millions of silvers, along with countless precious jades.

The entire city is now under martial law, and panic has gripped the people even more tense than when catching the assassins in the royal mansion.

"My lord, we're really lucky."

Yulan rubbed her head against Yu Xian's chest, seeking her Master's comfort like a frightened kitten.

Yu Xian, however, was dumbfounded and couldn't speak for a long time.

When he heard Yulan's account, his mind automatically filled with various spiritual techniques and talismans.

Golden Light Spell, Divine Power Symbol, Fireball Technique ...

Is this still the Mortal World?

Don't make it so absurd.

A group of Cultivators, relying on their powerful spiritual techniques and talismans, are robbing a group of mortals, which is even more outrageous than him cheating at gambling stones using his spiritual sense!

At least he still does it in secret.

Barbaric, this is simply too barbaric!

However, the question remains, why would a group of Cultivators steal silver?

Do they want to use silver as refining materials?

By judging others by himself, Yu Xian couldn't figure out their intentions even for a moment, and he couldn't think of any reason for a group of Cultivators to make such a fuss.

Do they think they're invincible?

Although Yulan made it sound like they were very powerful, as if they would kill gods and Buddhas in their way, they wouldn't be running away if they were truly invincible.

With the Mortal World's spiritual energy environment, there is a high probability that their mana has been almost completely depleted, forcing them to leave.

Otherwise, when others react, they might even be weaker than Innate Martial Artists.

Risking their lives to steal silver, which doesn't seem to be of much use to them?

However, he has one advantage: he doesn't dwell on problems that he can't figure out. Why bother looking for trouble in life?

"Don't worry, I'm here. With one hand, I can handle any Golden Armor General or the Lord of Divine Fire,"

Yu Xian patted Yulan's head, while thinking that he needed to hurry and refine his own magic artifact.

Otherwise, if he encountered other Cultivators, his half-baked knowledge might not be enough, and it would be uncertain who would come out on top.

"Mm-hmm, my lord is the most powerful."

Hearing Yu Xian boasting, Yulan foolishly smiled.

"I've been sleeping all day, and I'm a little hungry. Yulan, go to the kitchen and see if there's anything left to eat. Bring me something."

"Okay."

Yu Xian sent Yulan away and walked to Chen Yi.

"Have you succeeded in Qi Cultivation?"

Although it was a questioning tone, Yu Xian's expression was very certain.

In his eyes, Chen Yi now appeared like a firefly shining in the night, with the thin spiritual energy from her surroundings constantly flowing into her body, like a humanoid vortex.

Apparently, she had a high affinity for spiritual energy.

Even in this Mortal World environment, breaking through one or two more realms shouldn't be a problem for her.

Thinking back to his own Cultivation, Yu Xian cursed the spiritual energy for looking down on him.

Chen Yi nodded silently, hesitating to speak.

Yu Xian found it amusing and said helplessly:

"I thought with our relationship, we should have been honest with each other long ago. I've said I won't interfere with your freedom, or are you worried about Prince Wang?"

Chen Yi's voice lowered: "I have a sister, she's in Prince Wang's hands, and I haven't seen her for a long time."

Yu Xian nodded: "So I have an eldest sister-in-law, do you want me to help rescue her?"

Chen Yi said seriously: "If you help me rescue her, I owe you my life!"

Yu Xian rolled his eyes: "Even if I don't save her, your life is already mine. Always talking about owing people lives, might as well do something practical."

Chen Yi looked troubled: "I have no silver."

"You can't say, dedicating your body? Isn't that how it's written in the play?"

Yu Xian's eyes moved from bottom to top, slowly sweeping over Chen Yi's body, his gaze teasing.

Only he knew how big the fruits were on these seemingly slender branches, but they were always firmly wrapped up, hidden from sight.

Chen Yi's face turned red, feeling as if she had been stripped naked, but still innocently said:

"I already belong to you."

Yu Xial chuckled: "That's more like it! Since you're mine, why be so distant between us?"

He stepped forward, pressed his hands on the corners of Chen Yi's mouth, lifting it upwards, revealing a terrible smile that looked worse than crying.

"Your sister is my eldest sister-in-law, who else would I save but her? Leave her to me, I'll take care of Prince Wang.

But you have to wait, I need some time."

At least he would need time to refine his Artifact embryo. By then, even if Prince Wang didn't want to save face, he could help him save face.

Once he had enough strength, the problem would no longer be a problem.

If he were to rush there now, coupled with the big event at Treasure Tower, who knows what Duke Fu would ask him to do as a result.

That's just asking for trouble.

Chen Yi nodded silently: "I can wait."

"Don't worry, no more than three months."

Yu Xian gave a deadline and then sighed:

"You're a pearl buried in the sand, and I luckily picked you up by chance, but I know you won't belong to me forever.

How about just these three months?

During these three months, you're just you, without any identity, and we try to be friends or lovers.

If we're destined to part ways, why not be happier while we're together and consider it a beautiful memory for each other."

He couldn't give her material investment, so he could only invest emotionally.

Yu Xian didn't know if Chen Yi, once in the Cultivation World, could survive, but it's not a loss to play and nurture a relationship in the meantime.

What's the saying, the true joy lies in the blending of spirit and flesh.

Of course, this deceptive behavior towards a girl's feelings is rather despicable.

Chen Yi looked steadily at Yu Xian, who was confessing his affection for her, and suddenly let go of all the heaviness, smiling softly at him, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and nodded slightly.

"Okay."

The coldness on her body dissipated in an instant, just like the first time they met when she was still Chen Xiao's little sister, a soft, helpless, gentle young girl.

That was her disguise, but it was also her reality.

"You're really beautiful when you smile."

Yu Xian was not stingy with his praise.

He held the girl's icy hand, embraced her into his arms, watching the sunset on the horizon together, and confidently two-timed.

Thank goodness for this era which gives men the greatest tolerance.