flstandardbreds Chapter 160 The Fu Family Treasure
Chapter 160 The Fu Family Treasure
Chapter 160 The Fu Family Treasure
Liu Yubao is a ghost, even though she is now a ghost cultivator, her essence is still that of a ghost. The characteristic of ghosts is that they are invisible to mortals, and even if cultivators can see them, they can hardly touch them. Her body is transparent and illusory, and her feet do not touch the ground; she floats in mid-air.
Liu Yubao is now able to stand on the ground, and her body is no longer transparent.
"Yu Bao, you've reached the Spirit Devouring stage?" Zhuo Yang squinted, even using his demonic eyes.
However, the most distinctive feature of ghost cultivators is that they are best at concealing their cultivation level or hiding their form, making them invisible to everyone except those who use powerful divine sense to sense them. This is a powerful ability possessed only by immortals who have ascended to immortality.
With Zhuo Yang's current strength, he simply cannot see through Liu Yubao's attempts to conceal his abilities.
"Master, would you like to touch my body and feel it?" Liu Yubao said softly with a smile, glancing at Zhuo Yang.
"I won't touch it!" Zhuo Yang refused resolutely, and jumped out of the window with a dark face.
Having been corrupted by her inner demons, Liu Yubao has completely changed. Zhuo Yang can't figure out what she's thinking or what her personality has become.
"Master, wait for me!" Liu Yubao called out, hurriedly jumping down from upstairs. Her clothes fluttered in mid-air, revealing her long legs.
Zhuo Yang glanced at it and quickly turned his head away, gritting his teeth and muttering, "Damn it, Chen Guo, that mature woman, is already difficult to deal with. There's also the ambiguous relationship between Ke'er and Jiaxin at home, and now there's this female ghost trying to pounce on me..."
"Let Little Phoenix know that I'll die a horrible death!"
"Master, who's going to die?" Liu Yubao stood behind Zhuo Yang, almost pressed against him.
"She's a ghost, clinging to my back..."
Zhuo Yang muttered to himself, and a sense of dread suddenly surged through him, instantly making him alert.
"What are you still squatting outside for? Get in here!" Zhuo Yang shouted angrily.
"coming!"
Two figures scaled the wall and entered. Pan Jianbo ran ahead, and Feng Rong followed quickly. When they reached Zhuo Yang, they both bowed very low.
"Master, I am guilty!" Pan Jianbo glanced at Zhuo Yang. "My cultivation is too poor. I could only watch when Master was surrounded and attacked. Please punish me, Master!"
"Master, we are guilty!" Feng Rong's head was practically buried in the grass.
Zhuo Yang snorted: "Stop pretending. With your cultivation levels, you can't help me!"
"Master is wise!" Pan Jianbo put on a grateful, silly grin, then suddenly paused, pretending to have just noticed Liu Yubao, "Master, is this...Master's wife?"
Zhuo Yang's face immediately darkened. "She is my servant, Liu Yubao!"
"Ah!" Pan Jianbo looked flustered. "I am Pan Jianbo, and I haven't completed the Foundation Establishment stage yet. I am my master's disciple. I greet Miss Liu!"
"Hello!" Liu Yubao's expression was indifferent, and she reverted to the indifferent image of the suicidal female ghost. She didn't care about anyone except Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang raised an eyebrow, glanced at her sideways, and became even more certain that she had been corrupted by her own inner demons.
Pan Jianbo was a little embarrassed, but then he rolled his eyes and said, "Master, are all the Fu family members dead? We just saw Fu Jing drive away. Should we keep an eye on her?"
"No need, ignore her!" Zhuo Yang's expression turned cold, and his brows furrowed even more.
Zhuo Yang knew perfectly well what the inner demon had done to Fu Jing, and he felt even more empathetic, since the inner demon was a part of his soul and the same body.
"You two, go and search the villa and find the tunnel!" Zhuo Yang turned to look at the ruins of the villa and smiled coldly.
Pan Jianbo immediately agreed and pulled Feng Rong into the villa.
Zhuo Yang, with Liu Yubao by his side, followed slowly behind.
After searching the first floor, the four went to the second floor. In Fu Jing's room, Pan Jianbo discovered a mechanism and found a secret passage leading downstairs.
"Be careful, watch out for traps!"
Zhuo Yang stared at a sentence, and Pan Jianbo led the way into the tunnel. They broke through several mechanisms along the way, and the group descended the stairs in the secret passage for nearly twenty meters before arriving at an underground space.
At first glance, this place looks like an old warehouse, nothing special, and seems to be an air-raid shelter used for refuge decades ago.
"Humph, just pretending!"
Pan Jianbo chuckled coldly a few times, and was very efficient at his "duty." He quickly found the mechanism; the wall had caved in, revealing a hidden passage.
The secret passage led straight into complete darkness; there were no lights in the distance, and nothing could be seen.
There are four rooms on each side of the passageway.
"Master, this room is the monitoring and control center, monitoring everything in the villa!" Feng Rong shouted from one of the rooms.
Zhuo Yang followed him inside. The walls were covered with surveillance screens, many of which were black, but a few were still showing footage of the villa.
"Copy all the surveillance footage from when I came to the Fu family ten days ago!" Zhuo Yang snorted.
Pan Jianbo immediately pushed Feng Rong aside, quickly operated the computer, and finished it in no time.
“Master, I heard that Fu Jing caused trouble in the Lingzhou Cultivator Alliance. She must have used edited surveillance footage to frame you, right?” Pan Jianbo was quick-witted and figured out the cause and effect from Zhuo Yang’s orders.
Zhuo Yang nodded indifferently, "Save the video, I need it!"
Pan Jianbo found a disk, copied the video, and handed it to Zhuo Yang with both hands.
Just then, Feng Rong's excited shout came: "Master, come and see! The Fu family's treasure is all here!"
The group entered the room and were immediately stunned by the hole in the wall.
That was the entrance to another room. Feng Rong stood inside the magnificent room, his entire body bathed in gold light.
The walls surrounding the room were all made of steel frames, on which were displayed gold bars, as well as many gold, silver, jade, gemstones, and jewelry, dazzling and overwhelming.
"Master, there are over ten tons of gold alone. All the treasures the Fu family has accumulated are here!" Pan Jianbo sat on the ground, pinching his thigh hard until he twitched in pain.
Zhuo Yang smiled faintly and walked to the center of the room in front of something covered by a canvas.
Lifting the canvas revealed a massive iron box with sides exceeding one meter in length, locked up, though the lock cylinder was rusted shut.
With a forceful pry, Zhuo Yang broke the lock. When he opened the iron box, his face turned ashen.
The box was full of skulls, at least a hundred of them!
"Wow, what does this mean? Is the Fu family crazy? They put a whole box of skulls here?" Pan Jianbo was so frightened by what he saw that he turned pale.
Zhuo Yang glanced at Liu Yubao and said in a deep voice, "You two get out. Yubao, come here!"
Pan Jianbo rushed out as if he were on fire, and Feng Rong, pale-faced, quickly followed. Finally, Liu Yubao stood next to the iron box.
“These skulls are extremely evil magical artifacts!” Zhuo Yang looked at Liu Yubao indifferently, a smirk playing on his lips. “But they’re perfect for you!”
Liu Yubao nodded, then suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, "Master, with these skulls, I can break through to the Spirit Devouring stage. When my body solidifies, I can serve you in bed!"