flstandardbreds Chapter 104 Dividing the spoils with a beauty
Chapter 104 Dividing the spoils with a beauty
Chapter 104 Dividing the Spoils with a Beauty
While Lü Qianqian was using the fairy herb to attract Zhuo Yang's attention, Zhuo Yang was pondering her identity.
At first, Zhuo Yang suspected that she was a member of Long Ting, but then he thought that was not right. No matter how strong Long Ting's intelligence gathering ability was, it was impossible for them to know what happened in the sofa maze, and therefore it was impossible for them to know that Zhuo Yang killed the four experts of the Seven Star Sect.
Of course, Cui Yi and his disciples might have leaked the information, but Zhuo Yang chose to believe him.
Of the remaining people who knew that Zhuo Yang had killed four experts, only the mysterious woman in white who appeared at the time did.
The matter suddenly made sense; Lü Qianqian was indeed the woman in white who appeared in the ancient tomb.
"Look at this!" Zhuo Yang smiled faintly at Lü Qianqian, reached to his waist, and a silver mask appeared, which he put on his face.
Lü Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly: "When did you find out?"
Whether she admits it or not is irrelevant; Zhuo Yang is unaware of her other identity: the owner of Phoenix Pavilion.
But when she saw Zhuo Yang's mask, she pouted slightly, looking very angry, and then put on a cold face.
"You look beautiful when you're angry, I like it very much!" Zhuo Yang said indifferently, his voice filled with a sinister aura, while wearing a mask.
Lu Qianqian said unhappily, "Are you really planning to double-cross me?"
Zhuo Yang flicked his longsword, severing Herbert's finger, and the tip of the sword picked up an exquisite ruby ring.
"There should be some good stuff in the storage ring. Why don't we find another place and divide it up slowly?" Zhuo Yang said with a smile, a smirk playing on his lips beneath the mask that covered half his face.
Lu Qianqian got angry just looking at Zhuo Yang's mask, "If you have the guts, come along!"
He leaped out of the ship and then moved quickly along the outside of the hull.
"I dare to trespass into the Celestial Court!" Zhuo Yang roared and immediately followed, riding the waves with unparalleled elegance.
Less than a minute after the two figures disappeared, several foreign security personnel dressed in black appeared on the deck. They ran to the stern and, upon seeing the gruesome scene and the lifeless body of Herbert, began to scream in panic.
Before long, another expert at the Golden Core level, Daryl with brown hair, appeared.
Daryl waved his staff, and a water-like curtain quickly appeared in the air, replaying the previous scene.
Unfortunately, his magical powers were limited, and the scene he replayed was exactly what happened after Zhuo Yang put on the mask. It lasted only a few seconds and there was no sound.
"Search the ship! Find that Chinese woman and that masked man!" Daryl roared through gritted teeth.
A group of security personnel in black immediately sprang into action, entering the cabin in groups of three.
The captain, along with several crew members, found Daryl and loudly objected to the security's search of the ship. After all, this was a cruise ship, and the conflict between monks seriously affected the safety of ordinary people.
"They killed my best friend and stole his storage ring!"
Daryl, enraged, shoved aside the bearded captain who was blocking his way. "I'll have people be careful; we won't search ordinary people!"
When cultivators seek out other cultivators, they only need to sense the energy fluctuations emanating from the other person in person; ordinary people do not exhibit energy fluctuations.
A security guard in black immediately relayed the order via walkie-talkie.
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Lü Qianqian returned to her first-class cabin, located on the second deck above the freeboard of the cruise ship.
Zhuo Yang followed closely behind, put the dragon-patterned longsword into his Qiankun bag, and casually sat down on the sofa.
"Give me the storage ring, let me see what's inside." Lü Qianqian sat opposite Zhuo Yang with a cold face, her fair hand pointing to the coffee table in the middle.
Zhuo Yang placed the storage ring on the coffee table but wouldn't let go: "Let's do it together. You take out the stolen treasures too, and we'll divide the spoils!"
"I stole it!" Lü Qianqian's face darkened.
Zhuo Yang, still wearing his mask, chuckled softly, "I helped you take out the pursuers, so we're on the same side now."
Lu Qianqian gritted her teeth and said resentfully, "I can still kill that magician without you!"
"Really?" Zhuo Yang smiled faintly. "That mage is a Golden Core level expert. If I hadn't made the first move and forced him to release his protective magic, would you have had a chance to kill him?"
"Don't think I can't tell just because you're hiding your cultivation level. You haven't even formed your Golden Core yet!"
The eyes behind the mask's hollow opening were sharp, as if they saw through everything.
Lü Qianqian stared intently into Zhuo Yang's eyes, "Why should I tell you my cultivation level?"
"Then I'll tell you for you." Zhuo Yang sneered, "You've reached the peak of the Heartbeat Stage, and your dantian is radiant with golden light. You're about to form your Golden Core!"
“What…” Lu Qianqian was shocked, but she regretted it as soon as she uttered a word, realizing that Zhuo Yang had tricked her into telling the truth.
She took a few deep breaths, tossed Herbert's staff onto the coffee table, and asked, "How do you want to divide it?"
"Where's the treasure?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile, still clutching the ruby ring in his palm.
Lü Qianqian glared at Zhuo Yang, reached her arm to her lower back, and then took out a metal box, placing it on the coffee table. "That guy said it contains the Immortal Needle. Take a look for yourself!"
"The Immortal Needle?"
Zhuo Yang clicked his tongue in amazement, put down the storage ring, and opened the box.
Sure enough, there was a bronze needle inside that looked like a compass.
With the Immortal Needle in his palm, Zhuo Yang's mind stirred, and he said in a deep voice, "The mysterious man in white!"
The bronze needle immediately pointed at Lü Qianqian.
"You...were you bluffing me just now?" Lü Qianqian's eyes widened in disbelief. Enraged, she quickly grabbed her storage ring and began to examine it.
She never expected that Zhuo Yang, who spoke so confidently for so long, was not sure about the result, and it was only now, with the Finger Needle, that he truly found her.
"You're so clever, you figured it out!" Zhuo Yang removed his mask, a mocking smile on his face. "What's in the ring?"
The magician, comparable to a Golden Core cultivator, had a very powerful restriction on his storage ring. Lü Qianqian couldn't open it, so she angrily threw the ring to Zhuo Yang.
"Looks like men are more reliable." Zhuo Yang shrugged, grabbed his storage ring, and lightning flashed in his hand. A few minutes later, the restriction on the ring was removed.
Then he threw the ring to Lü Qianqian.
"Straight male chauvinist!" Lü Qianqian grabbed the ring and snorted again. "A Golden Core level expert actually puts gold in his storage ring. What a bumpkin!"
Zhuo Yang rubbed his nose. Didn't he also put two bank drafts worth 100 million US dollars in his Qiankun bag, as well as a bag of hundreds of diamonds? Yet he still got scolded.
"Alright, let's divide the spoils!" Zhuo Yang laughed awkwardly. "The staff is yours, the Immortal-Pointing Needle is mine, and the gold is split in half!"
Lu Qianqian immediately threw out the gold from her storage ring—a total of twelve gold bars, each weighing twenty-five kilograms and engraved with a number.
"It looks like gold bars from the US reserves. That magician's background is a bit suspicious!" Zhuo Yang raised an eyebrow, waved his hand to put away the gold bars, and then put the Finger Needle into his Qiankun bag.
One gold bar weighs 25 kilograms, and twelve of them are worth 100 million RMB. What a steal!
Lu Qianqian stared at Zhuo Yang, thinking, "This is the second time he's snatched something from me. Should I double-cross him?"