Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 378 Thief Becomes a Thief

The sixth young master arrived in front of a mansion.

This residence is not located within the territory of the state of Cheng, but in an oasis adjacent to the state.

The western border of the kingdom to which the Sixth Prince belongs lies a treacherous region where the Gobi Desert and barren lands intertwine. Here, sandstorms rage, vegetation withers, and sandstorms swirl like a barrier. Further west, it connects to smaller kingdoms such as Yanhuo, forming a natural boundary.

If it weren't for this geographical barrier, coupled with the disunity among the people of the Dust Kingdom, the smaller western countries would probably have already been swallowed up by the Dust Kingdom.

With the war over, merchants will naturally become active, and all Western countries wishing to purchase goods from the Dust Kingdom must cross this vast Gobi Desert.

Due to the vastness of the region and the treacherousness of the journey, many transit stations were established in the oases along the way.

This oasis before us is the last stop before entering the land of dust.

The Sixth Prince led his entourage across the fence and into the oasis. In the distance, they saw a huge pool of water, like a blue lake, with palm trees stretching out in all directions, their broad leaves filtering the sunlight.

Merchants called out their wares throughout the oasis, and travelers shuttled back and forth exchanging goods, giving the entire oasis a prosperous appearance.

The sixth young master ignored the surrounding vendors and walked straight towards the lake.

There was a house by the lake. When the Sixth Young Master arrived at the door, his eyes immediately locked onto the guards.

Unlike ordinary guards, they were actually quite beautiful women.

Despite their cold expressions, their graceful figures and overly revealing clothing made them seem less like proper bodyguards.

The two guards clearly recognized the Sixth Young Master and let him enter the courtyard without stopping him.

Upon entering the compound, the scene before me became even more unusual.

Everywhere you looked, there were women of stunning beauty.

Some were dressed as servants, some as cooks, and others were difficult to identify by their clothing alone.

But they share one striking commonality:
That is, the clothes they were wearing were all very...

Indecent.

These garments are mostly made of a special silk satin, with a texture that is as if covered by a thin mist, making the key parts appear and disappear, seemingly visible yet hazy and indistinct.

These women were so used to their surroundings that they were completely unaware that their behavior was unusual.

This is the residence of the star-pointing mansion that the Sixth Young Master is familiar with.

The method practiced by that star is extremely rare. Although it is called a thief, it does not involve stealing, but rather stealing from the heavens.

Steal fortune from the Heavenly Way, plunder cultivation from the Heavenly Way; all things can be stolen, all methods can be obtained.

They may not be as good as martial artists or sorcerers in a direct confrontation, but if they really fight them, most people will not necessarily come out on top.

Influenced by its Taoist teachings, it seems as if the Way of Heaven is assisting it.

When one seeks to leverage the power of Heaven, one can ensure that one is always in a favorable position.

Therefore, this method has acquired an elegant name:
"Taking peaches from the Panyuan Garden".

How can someone who steals small items be called a thief?

However, this formidable thief had one hobby: a fondness for women.

The beauty of a young girl, the grace of a woman.
This feeling seemed to be ingrained in his bones; he devoted himself wholeheartedly to pursuing his passion, and eventually built such a manor.

All the women in the manor were his personal property, and he dressed them up however he pleased.

As for what this guy and these girls did in the courtyard...

Sixth Master had heard of it once before.

He felt he was still a bit too conservative.

I'm not used to it.

He navigated the manor with practiced ease and soon arrived at a pavilion. He told the maid beside him that he had arrived and then waited there patiently.

After drinking two cups of tea, I saw a man with a slightly sleazy appearance walking towards me at the end of the corridor.

The man had a pointed chin, small eyes, and droopy cheeks, almost drooping half of his face.

He approached the Sixth Young Master with a smile, and the Sixth Young Master twitched his nose slightly, immediately smelling an extremely strong scent of rouge.

The Sixth Young Master frowned. He really didn't like this aura.

The milder flavors would be fine, but the smell on this person is just too pungent.

It looked as if she had just been fished out of a rouge vat.

"Sixth Young Master, what brings you here today? Have you taken a fancy to one of my girls? Would you like me to bring her to you?"

"Enough with the nonsense," the Sixth Young Master said coldly. "I have something to discuss with you this time."

Seeing the sixth young master's serious expression, the man put away his smile:
"What happened?"

"I want you to take this treasure with you when you deal with a group of people."

The Sixth Young Master took a withered yellow twig from his robes and handed it to Dianxing:

"But we can't fight head-on; we have to use a roundabout approach."

The Sixth Young Master briefly explained the situation, but omitted the various reasons caused by his own failure, only saying that this group of people ambushed his team halfway, which led to this turmoil.

The man's eyes darted around after hearing what the Sixth Young Master said.

He knew the Sixth Young Master's character all too well; he was the epitome of someone who was more trouble than he was worth, and eight out of ten things he said could not be trusted.

He said the caravan was robbed, but who knows if it was just him provoking the other party out of boredom and getting his treasures stolen instead.

No wonder he was so furious.

This man has always been fond of taking desperate gambles. He had long predicted that the Sixth Young Master would eventually lose all his treasures, but he never expected that day to come so soon.

The man pondered for a moment, then chuckled.
"Sixth Young Master, this matter is far too difficult. If I were to face three people alone, I fear I would lose my life. Even with your precious tree branch to help me, it might not be enough."

"What do you want?" The sixth young master's gaze pierced through him. "Your third sister." The man licked his lips, "I've had my eye on her for a long time."

The sixth young master frowned:
"If you really succeed, how could my father let you go? I won't be able to protect you then."

“Young master, you only need to find a way to lure her out of the city,” the man said. “I have my own plans.”

The Sixth Young Master pondered for a while.

Finally, he slowly nodded.

He never liked this third sister. She was arrogant and always acted like she kept people at arm's length, as if she couldn't tolerate even a speck of dust falling on her.

He would be more than happy to get the other party into a trap.

Seeing that the sixth young master agreed, the man greedily licked his lips:

"Then please let Sixth Young Master watch over this matter; I guarantee you will be satisfied."

……

After traveling for several days, they were nearing their destination as dusk fell.

We should be able to reach the place where Ye Wanzhuang fell in about two or three days.

The scroll that Liang Huashan gave to Lin Jiang was radiating a scorching heat at this moment, and Lin Jiang could vaguely sense Liang Huashan's burning gaze at the other end of the scroll.

Lin Jiang guessed that if it were feasible, Liang Huashan would certainly hope that they would travel overnight and arrive at that place as soon as possible.

However, Lin Jiang has other important matters to attend to tonight.

The woman from the Great Yin Dynasty has already contacted him.

He needs to be distracted to deal with the other party.

Therefore, throughout the day, Lin Jiang did not leave the inner chamber of the carriage, but quietly stood guard inside the palace.

Shortly after, Ao Xinchen's voice also came from the coffin:
"Eldest son."

"I'm here."

"I have reached the side of the palace and intend to climb to the top. I would appreciate it if you would keep an eye on the surroundings along the way."

"Of course, it's fine."

Lin Jiang channeled his Qi into the coffin before him, and his vision suddenly shifted.

A verdant mountain forest appeared before them, and the plain-faced woman from the Great Yin Dynasty also appeared beside them.

At this moment, Lin Jiang's vision completely overlapped with the stone the woman was carrying, as if she were holding it in her palm.

This strange sensation made him exert a little force, injecting wisps of Qi into the coffin fragments, summoning the swirling primordial mist.

As expected, the field of vision opened up, allowing free movement within the small area shrouded in the original fog.

He manipulated the perspective, slowly raising the field of vision to mid-air.

Looking down at this scene, Lin Jiang couldn't help but think of some games he used to play, many of which had this kind of perspective.

After getting ready, Ao Xinchen carried a small basket made of coarse hemp rope on his back, filled it with some food, and walked towards the mountain not far away.

As she walked, she pointed up the mountain and said:
“Young Master, the palace I mentioned earlier is there.”

Lin Jiang looked in the direction she was pointing and found that there was indeed a palace standing on the mountainside not far away.

The style of the entire palace is similar to Lin Jiang's inner palace, while the mountainside below the halfway point seems to be covered with many traces of human modification.

It's just too far away to see clearly.

During this trip, Lin Jiang discovered that Ao Xinchen was indeed quite skilled, probably at least at the Inner Hall level. Despite wearing only makeshift shoes made of straw planks, she walked on the rugged mountain path as if it were flat ground.

We walked for about half a day, but didn't encounter any particularly fierce wild animals, only a few pheasants running around.

Ao Xinchen casually hunted down two pheasants to replenish his food for the day. After traveling for a long time, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

After descending the mountain and crossing a large forest, what came into her view was an exceptionally well-preserved small town.

The entire town has an antique feel, but the materials used are not the usual Daxing types; instead, they resemble objects constructed from stone and concrete.

Although the town is covered with thick soil and entwined with many vines, it still seems to be a fairly good place to shelter from the wind and rain from the outside.

Ao Xinchen looked at the town and was taken aback.

She had never ventured deep into the island, so how could she have known that there was such a complete territory here?

If she had known this would happen, why would she have endured the hardship of building it?

Ao Xinchen stopped in front of one of the houses and looked inside, discovering that many parts of the interior had collapsed, perhaps due to years of disrepair.

A ray of setting sun shone down from the horizon, spreading across the ground.

She didn't see it for the time being, but Lin Jiang, who was watching everything from behind, saw it clearly.

He could clearly see several white bones under the rubble not far away.

There are corpses over there.

Lin Jiang reminded Ao Xinchen, who then noticed the object. After cleaning it up, she discovered that there was a human corpse buried in the corner of the wall. The clothes were already rotten and the body had long since decayed into bones, and it was unknown how many years had passed.

The only strange thing is that

At this moment, the other party is reaching out towards the outside of the town in a climbing motion.

It was as if they were trying to escape from something.

Seeing this scene, Ao Xinchen couldn't help but feel a strange sense of fear.

This person...

What are they running away from?
Lin Jiang was just about to move his perspective closer to take a look when, at that very moment, he suddenly heard a series of three sounds beside him:
"Young master, it seems there's something I need to discuss."

(End of this chapter)