Chapter 65: The Mechanism Appears; The Fighting Room Conceals Gold

  Xu Qingliang let out a pained howl, cold sweat once again beading on his forehead. One arm and one leg twisted unnaturally, this master-level expert instantly crashing to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

  "Detestable, Xu Yang! You have offended your elders and will not be forgiven! The family will never let you off!" Xu Qingliu hissed, gritting his teeth.

  "Shut up, or I won't guarantee you'll be alive if you keep talking." The speaker was Xu Qinggong. He had witnessed Xu Yang's ruthlessness and the three Xuanmen Taoist priests who were killed in the Giant Python Mountains.

  "Third Uncle, how did you end up here." Xu Yang still showed great respect to this uncle who had always secretly protected him. From a purely physical standpoint, both Xu Qingfeng and Xu Qingliu were at the Xuan Shi realm, but even if there were five Xu Qinglius, they wouldn't be a match for Xu Qingfeng.

  This Xu Qingguang is absolutely a strong master of the Mystic Realm level.

  "I discussed with your uncle, knowing that you checked the accounts of Xu Zhenyuan's estate, and also heard that Xu Qingliu came here, worried that you would be taken advantage of," said Xu Qingfan bluntly. "However, looking at it now, it seems that you don't need me to come here."

  "Trouble you, Third Uncle, to take this Manager Permitted by the Flow back to the city," Xu Yang smiled slightly, "Coming to Xuzhen for a trip, can't return empty-handed."

  "What bad luck..." Xu Qing shook his head and said, "I shouldn't have come... forget it!" He waved his hand, and a gust of extreme Xuan Qi burst out, transforming into a cyan-feathered eagle with sharp beak and claws, and bright green eyes, vividly lifelike.

  Xu Qingbai shook his hand again, and Xu Qingliu, who was lying on the ground, was sucked into the air and placed on the back of the Qingyu eagle. He walked straight out of the hall door: "Since there's nothing to do here, I'll take a step first. Xu Yang, you can rest assured that this matter will be explained by me and your uncle in the family."

  "Thank you, Uncle San." A warm current surged in Xu Yang's heart, and he bowed his head to pay respects, watching as Xu Qing and the others leaped away, disappearing from view.

  A group of young men from the Zhuang family had been waiting in the courtyard, and Bao Gai's older brother spoke up first, saying with embarrassment: "Young master, we're really useless, can't even help with a little bit of work..."

  Xu Yang waved his hand, these villagers were ordinary people, and in the confrontation between the mysterious forces, they were naturally useless, and it was not their fault.

  "In the hall are Xu Fugui and Huang Zhukeng," said Xu Yang calmly, "go bring them out."

  Now Bao Ge and other young masters of the Zhuang family had a chance to show off their skills. Seven or eight young men rushed into the hall, dragging out Xu Fugui with a pale face and Huang Zhukun with a white face like dead dogs, throwing them into the center of the backyard, surrounded by everyone.

  "Xu Fula," Xu Yang said quietly, looking at Xu Baozi, "Have you thought it through now? The two options I gave you are still valid."

  Xu Fu Lai's chubby face flashed a hint of fear, Xu Yang's strength had exceeded his imagination.

  With Xuan Shi's strength, he countered Xu Qing Liu, a Xuan Master, and ultimately won the battle. He had not expected such ferocity from this individual's personal power.

  Moreover, Xu Qing had also met him before. He was the third son of the master of the Xu family and held a prestigious position. Surprisingly, he was quite familiar with Xu Yang. Hearing Xu Yang call him "Third Uncle" repeatedly, it's likely that Xu Yang's status in the Xu family is not low either, being a legitimate descendant.

  "I must have been blind to jump out and oppose you..." Xǔ Fúlái seemed to have had his bones extracted, and he fell softly to the ground, muttering to himself. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he begged, "Xǔ Yáng... no, Young Master, Sir, I, old Xǔ, am willing to hand over the entire Xǔ Town Manor to you, leaving only this separate courtyard for me to spend my old age in peace, is that alright?"

  Xu Yang's mouth twitched with a hint of mockery: "Xu Zhen Manor, do you think you can still hold on? For years, you've treated the villagers harshly, who would still be willing to follow you? And yet, you're using my things as bargaining chips, Xu Baozi, you're really clever!"

  Two young men from the inner hall came out and said, "Reporting to Young Master, during the search, we found a hidden compartment in Xu Baozi's bedhead, but didn't dare touch it."

  Xu Fulai suddenly jumped up upon hearing this, and pounced on the two young men from the Zhuang household: "You two despicable commoners, I regret not starving you to death earlier..."

  His words were left unfinished as Xu Yang pointed at him from a distance, unleashing a strand of pure and refined Huo Xuan Mystic Power that burst forth and shattered his heart.

  "Judging from your reaction, that mechanism should be connected to the vault or something. Since you're so stubborn, go die." Xǔ Yáng said coldly.

  The villagers saw the young master who was still gentle and approachable at dinner time, but turned out to be a ruthless killer, and they couldn't help but feel intimidated in their hearts, secretly warning themselves to be careful.

  "Xu Bopi is dead, as for Huang Zhuke, you can handle it yourselves." Xu Yang called over the two farmhands and walked into the inner hall.

  "No, Master Xu, Huang Zhukeng is willing to be your dog, please take me in..." Huang Zhukeng's cotton clothes were dirty and tattered, he crawled on the ground trying to hug Master Xu's legs, but just as his hand was about to reach out, it felt like hitting a flame barrier, his fingers scorched, hastily withdrawing.

  Huang Zhukeng's neck tightened, and a palm behind him had already grabbed his collar. It was Baogai Ge: "Not even looking at your face, how could the young master take a liking to you? Everyone, come on, beat this yellow-skinned dog who's been running amok in our village!"

  Xu Yang slightly shook his head, ignoring the sounds of fists and feet as well as the painful wails coming from behind him. Under the lead of two young men from the Zhuang household, he arrived in front of the bed in the inner hall. The bedding at the head of the bed had already been lifted, revealing a hidden door with a mechanism.

  Xu Yang pulled the handle, and a grinding noise that made people's teeth ache sounded, and the wall at the head of the bed slid open to one side.

  "Who would have thought that this inner hall had a hidden heaven?" Xu Yang walked closer, saw the dark cave entrance with an oil lamp, and blew it out. The oil lamp flickered to life.

  Under the faint light of the oil lamp, Xu Yang saw the whole appearance of the dark room and couldn't help but feel a slight shock.

  This is a ten-foot square fighting room, with coins piled up on the ground, the lowest of which are also carved with wolf heads, and there are at least 100,000 of them.

  Against the wall, there was a row of sandalwood shelves with three compartments. One compartment was filled to the brim with Winged Tiger coins, numbering over a thousand. These Winged Tiger coins alone were worth as much as a thick pile of Grey Wolf coins on the ground.

  In the second grid, there were various Xuan stones of different qualities. Xu Yang walked over to take a look and found that most of them were low-grade Xuan stones, with over a hundred pieces. He felt slightly curious - since Xu Fu was not an Xuan Master, how could he privately hoard so many Xuan stones? This batch of Xuan stones wasn't a small amount; one piece of low-grade Xuan stone cost several Winged Tiger coins.

  In the last hidden compartment, there were two items. One of them was a neatly folded golden soft armor, which Xunyang tried on and found to be very durable, able to withstand ordinary sword slashes, and even had good defensive capabilities against powerful swords like the松纹剑; The other item was a black steel cylinder with intricate mechanisms inside, and when pressed lightly, it emitted a "hissing" explosive sound.

  "This is... a hidden weapon, not loaded. The design is quite ingenious, the most valuable thing is that it doesn't require spiritual power to activate, even a three-year-old child holding it can threaten the peak masters of the mystic realm, it's just that for mystics, it's not worth looking at."

  Strictly speaking, neither of these two items is a Xuanqi, but rather the pinnacle of ordinary artifacts. One has a tough material and the other has precise craftsmanship, both are pretty good treasures, placed in the Qianbao Pavilion, without tens of thousands of Canglang coins, they can't be taken down.

  "A distant branch, able to swallow such a huge amount of wealth, the decline of the Xu family is not accidental." Xu Yang had an epiphany, his mind stirred, and with a burst of suction force in his palm, countless coins and xuan stones were sucked into the storage ring on his left palm like a colorful ribbon.

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