I flew on a sword at the magic academy

The rich spiritual energy and dazzling light rushed towards him, causing Shi Daohan to squint his eyes and take a moment to adjust to the brightness.

Inside this ancient stone tower, there are piles of spirit stones on the ground, shimmering with light and color, and estimated to weigh more than 20 kilograms each.

This is a small warehouse where inferior or defective products are sent.

"Although they are not top-grade pure spirit stones, they are enough to cover my expenses for a while." Shi Daohan put all the spirit stones into his storage ring.

"Damn, this young man's hands and feet are pretty quick."

Outside the stone tower, a young man who looked to be around twenty-three years old was looking at Shi Daohan with a surprised expression.

"I'm just taking advantage of the situation to make a little money; I can't compare to those who make a living from this," Shi Daohan replied casually.

"I'm the person you're talking about who specializes in this kind of work."

The young man was of medium build and not particularly handsome, but not ugly either.

"The spirit stone mining area in Wuyang Mountain is divided into six areas. I heard that something extraordinary was recently unearthed in the sixth area, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you to beat me to it."

The young man's eyes darted around: "According to the rules of our line of work, everyone who sees it gets a share. You have to give me at least a third of it."

"If I say I'm not in your line of work, how would you respond?" Shi Daohan turned around.

To avoid being recognized, she disguised herself as a man to prevent causing unnecessary trouble for her true self.

"This only contains some flawed, low-grade spirit stones; I imagine you wouldn't even consider them worthwhile, would you?"

Shi Daohan didn't want to get too entangled with this person, so she waved the storage ring she was wearing in front of him, letting him sense it himself with his divine sense.

"It seems that the extraordinary thing isn't here." The young man was disappointed.

The two retreated from the stone tower, and Shi Daohan was about to slip away when the young man grabbed her arm.

He looked at Shi Daohan with suspicion: "Something's not right, nine-tenths of it is wrong. Why do I sense a familiar aura about you?"

"Brother, this is our first meeting. Why do you seem to recognize me?" Shi Daohan shared memories with the original body, and she was certain that the original body had never had any interaction with this young man.

"No, this aura... it seems to be the aura of Shi Daohan from the Shushan Immortal Alliance!"

The young man's eyes flashed like lightning as he stared at Shi Daohan with a wicked grin, saying, "Well done, little brother. You've really kept it well hidden. You even dared to go all the way to Mount Shu to steal things. Let me see what you stole from that Shi Daohan."

"How do you know Shi Daohan?" Shi Daohan was somewhat surprised. Was she really that famous in the Chinese cultivation world? Even a petty thief knew her and could even recognize her aura.

"This Shi Daohan is extraordinary. It is said that he has dabbled in all major systems and fields and has mastered them all. He is hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius in the Shushan Immortal Alliance."

"However, this person is very low-key and has hardly ever gone out. Moreover, he has now gone to some magic academy in the West as an exchange student."

The young man spoke eloquently: "Some time ago, she broke through to the Void God Realm, which attracted the killing intent of the Heavenly Dao, alarming the entire Three Thousand Dao States. I was fortunate enough to see some of the scenes through a secret method, and later my elders also went to the scene in person."

"In our line of work, the most important thing is to have a photographic memory. I'm 100% sure that you have something of Shi Daohan in you."

The young man showed no hostility towards Shi Daohan and acted very familiarly, putting a hand on her shoulder and saying, "We're all brothers, so why don't you show me what you've got?"

Shi Daohan was surprised and suspicious. After she transformed into a male form, she also used a mysterious technique to hide her aura. How did the other party sense her?

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her face flushed red, even though her mind was usually calm.

If there's anything she can't hide or change after transforming into a man, it's only those two pieces of clothing she keeps hidden in her storage ring.

It was a personal item that wouldn't disappear after she transformed into a man, so she put it into her storage ring without applying any restrictions. She never expected that the other party's dog nose would smell it.

"Young man, why is your face red?" The young man pestered Shi Daohan relentlessly.

Having no other choice, Shi Daohan could only unlock the storage ring, allowing him to see the two private garments stored inside.

"See? It's nothing special." Shi Daohan blushed and quickly restored the restriction seal on the storage ring.

"My God! I've been blind!" Although it was only for a moment, the young man saw it clearly and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Young man, you're amazing! You even managed to get your hands on something like this!"

"I only got it by chance, it's nothing special. Can you let me leave?"

Although he had been transformed into a male, Shi Daohan still felt extremely ashamed to have others see his underwear, and his entire face turned burning red.

"Is this still considered rare? It's incredibly rare! Young man, I truly admire you; you actually managed to get your hands on something like this!"

"It was just an unexpected bonus."

"I understand, I understand. You accidentally appeared in Shi Daohan's bedroom or bathhouse, and then accidentally stole her personal clothing. It wouldn't be nice to say it too explicitly, I understand."

The young man bowed repeatedly to Shi Daohan with a look of admiration, almost prostrating himself.

"Thinking of that Shi Daohan, so pure and ethereal, like a fairy who has mistakenly fallen to the mortal world, even I can only watch from afar, unable to reach her, but you...you...I hate you~" The young man looked heartbroken, alas.

Shi Daohan's lips twitched slightly as he asked, "So, who exactly are you?"

He felt that this young man was not a petty thief, and that his identity must be more than just ordinary.

"My name is Sikong Qing, and my grandfather was Sikong Yu, the ninth greatest bandit of the Desolate State," the young man introduced himself. Then, he looked up at the sky and sighed, "My grandfather's greatest regret in life was not being able to marry a holy maiden when he was young. However, I will fulfill his long-cherished wish. I am still young, and I have enough time to realize this great ideal!"

"Hehe, what a grand ideal."

Shi Daohan gave a polite dry laugh, but was speechless inside.

"I heard the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain has arrived too. Let's go take a look. If we get the chance, we'll grab her in a sack and carry her back to be our bandit queen!"

Before Shi Daohan could speak, the young man grabbed her and rushed off in one direction.

At this moment, shouts of battle filled the air, and fierce fighting was taking place everywhere.

Just ahead, the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain arrived. With her fair skin and jade-like body, and a flowing long dress, she was engaged in a fierce battle with the powerful men under the command of the three great bandits.

Shi Daohan broke free, realizing that being with the grandson of the ninth greatest bandit in the desolate state would make it impossible for her to escape unscathed. With battles raging everywhere, this was the perfect opportunity for her to make her get away.

Anyway, she only took some low-grade spirit stones, so it can't be considered taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Sikong Qing soared into the air and shouted at the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain, "Jiang Xiyu, I recently obtained a piece of underwear. I don't know if it's yours. Would you like to come and check?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Daohan stumbled and nearly fell flat on his face.

The intimate undergarments that Sikong Qing mentioned were clearly her own, so how did they get linked to the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain?

"Sikong Qing! What nonsense are you spouting?"

Although the Holy Maiden of Wuyang was fighting the enemy, she moved like a celestial being, giving people a sense of noble and ethereal beauty.

"I'm asking you, did you lose a piece of your intimate clothing?" Sikong Qing said with a mischievous grin.

"I don't know what nonsense you're spouting." The Holy Maiden of Wuyang waved her hand, sending two tall and burly bandits flying, and then produced an ancient zither.

The melodious piano music resounded through the sky, as beautiful as heavenly music, but it caused many of the surrounding bandits and robbers to cover their ears in pain, their screams of agony continuing.

"Think back carefully, I shouldn't be mistaken," Sikong Qing said seriously.

"Damn it!" Shi Daohan cursed under her breath, turned around and left. She finally understood that this guy was clearly trying to shift the blame.

They wanted to use her two private, close-fitting garments to their advantage, in order to disrupt the mind of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain.

"How inexplicable!" The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain's slender hands moved swiftly across the ancient zither, and the melodious music caused all the weapons that attacked her to tremble, and then "crack" and "crack" as the music played.

"This can't scare you?" Sikong Qing muttered, then gritted his teeth and pointed a finger at his forehead.

That is the location of the spiritual platform, and also the location of the heavenly eye. Although Sikong Qing has not yet cultivated the heavenly eye, he has mastered a secret technique that allows him to possess a portion of the heavenly eye's abilities for a short period of time.

He used a secret technique, his eyes shining with divine light, and through the embroidered dress of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain, he saw her snow-white skin underneath, almost causing his nose to bleed.

"Jiang Xiyu, the undergarment you lost was woven from the silk of the Heavenly Mountain Divine Silkworm, impervious to water and fire. Am I right or wrong?" Sikong Qing shouted loudly.

That's all he could see, because the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain's personal clothing was made from the silk of the Heavenly Mountain Divine Silkworm. The material was special, and the area covered by it could not be seen through.

The goddess of Mount Wuyang's expression changed drastically. At first, she thought Sikong Qing was talking nonsense, but his description matched her several pieces of underwear perfectly.

"Could it really be that one of them was stolen?!" The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain wondered in surprise.

She hasn't been in Wuyang Mountain recently, so it's not impossible that these thieves sneaked into Wuyang Mountain, entered her palace, and stole her personal belongings.

"How absurd!" The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain was so angry that her teeth itched, and her slender hands moved quickly across the ancient zither in front of her.

The music transformed into tangible matter, like ripples and ocean waves, sweeping in all directions. The surrounding bandits all clutched their heads and screamed in agony, feeling as if someone was constantly hammering their heads with a massive hammer.

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain, her face frosty, swept most of the Qin waves toward Sikong Qing.

"Jiang Xiyu, are you trying to kill me to silence me? Believe me or not, I'll take that undergarment of yours to the street and sell it one day!" Sikong Qing shouted, then, as if remembering something, he looked around and said, "Little brother, where have you been? Quickly take out that undergarment and let everyone see it!"

He truly mastered the art of "making a fuss over nothing" and "fabricating something out of nothing," just as if he actually possessed the personal clothing of the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain, leaving the latter both astonished and uncertain.

"Young man, we're the most loyal people in this line of work. How could you just run away without a word?" Sikong Qing's voice echoed in all directions.

"Go to hell!" Shi Daohan cursed inwardly. She had already run far away, but she could still hear Sikong Qing's shouts.

There was a fierce battle going on in this area, and she was sometimes attacked and unable to break out immediately.

"Zheng zheng zheng"

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain had fair skin and a face as cold as frost. She was unsure whether her intimate clothing had truly been stolen, but she preferred to err on the side of caution and decided to kill her to silence her.

Sikong Qing produced a dark, unremarkable ceramic bowl that looked very old, but the power it unleashed was astonishing. It possessed a powerful devouring force, and the moment it appeared, it distorted the surrounding space.

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain changed color: "The Ninth Great Thief, Sikong Yu, actually passed this item on to you?!"

"How could that be? This is just a replica. My grandfather will only pass on the real one to me after I marry a saintess."

At this point, Sikong Qing chuckled and said, "Why don't you marry me, Fairy Xiyu? That way, we can share an ultimate holy weapon."

When Shi Daohan saw the black pottery bowl held in Sikong Qing's hand, he was immediately shocked, thinking of the broken bowl that his original body had obtained in the imperial city of the British Empire.

The two are so similar. The only difference is that the bowl that the original owner obtained is much older and has a chip, while the black pottery bowl in Sikong Qing's hand is undamaged.

At the time, Sect Leader Qingxu said that it might be an ultimate holy weapon.

From the conversation between Sikong Qing and the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain, it can be learned that the black pottery bowl in his hand is also a replica of an ultimate holy weapon.

"Could there be any connection between the two?" Shi Daohan wondered to himself.

Sikong Qing held a black pottery bowl and blocked all the attacks from the Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain.

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain felt a chill run down her spine. If even a mere replica possessed such power, capable of devouring everything, then if the genuine article were to appear in the world, she would undoubtedly be devoured and obliterated without any doubt.

The ultimate weapon, the weapon of a saint, as its name suggests, is a weapon that has reached the pinnacle and cannot be resisted by human power.

"Even if it's just a replica, how long can you keep it running with your current strength? You're doomed today!"

The Holy Maiden of Wuyang Mountain had an icy expression. Regardless of whether her personal belongings had actually been stolen, she was determined to kill her to silence her and prevent any further incidents.