Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

Upon hearing this, Huang San stretched out his left hand, made a hand seal, and spiritual energy gathered towards his eyes. His eyes became fiery and bright, and his eyelids opened and closed, radiating a brilliant light. It seemed that golden light was shooting out from between his eyebrows.

After groping around for a while, he seemed to have discovered something and started tapping and tinkering behind the statue.

"Wang Hong, something's not right here! There's definitely something hidden here. It seems to be a mechanism, but I don't know how to activate it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hong stepped forward and touched it, and indeed there was something unusual.

The touch here is warm and smooth, like, well, like Lu Qingyuan's hand.

He turned his head and looked into the corner, and damn it, Lu Qingyuan's face almost scared him to death!

Lu Qingyuan hid in the darkness behind the statue, only revealing one arm, seemingly also searching for the statue's mechanism.

After being discovered by Wang Hong, he chuckled softly, showing no embarrassment, and calmly asked, "What have you discovered, Lord Wang?"

Wang Hong kept touching his heart: "How long have you been here?"

"I came from Sister Zhixin." A captivating smile curved at the corners of his mouth in the shadows.

Huang San's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly transformed into his dog demon form. He walked around the statue, sniffing intently as if searching for some treasure. Before long, he reached the other side, away from Lu Qingyuan, with Wang Hong blocking his way.

Wang Hong cursed Huang San under his breath, thinking to himself that it was fortunate he hadn't said anything bad about her; he'd have to be more careful in the future! But why did she arrive so quickly?

At that moment, Wang Hong's hand happened to touch a protrusion, and the Holy Sword suddenly jolted between his brows.

A low clicking sound came, as if a mechanism had been triggered. A box emerged from behind the statue and appeared in front of Wang Hong, with specks of light shining through it.

[Psionic Core Detected, Grade: Rank 6]

[A power source that can be used for Level 6 Celestial Crafting (Nascent Soul Realm)]

hiss......

Nascent Soul Realm? Damn, I'm rich!

Wang Hong could no longer contain his excitement, staring at Huang San with a fanatical expression: "Brother Gou, you're amazing!"

Huang San felt uneasy under Wang Hong's gaze: "Hehe, it's nothing!" He looked at the box but couldn't see anything, so he changed the subject: "Wang Hong, what's in here that excites you so much?"

"I don't know either. I sensed an extremely pure energy aura. This thing must be extraordinary!" Wang Hong said. Such a treasure was too shocking and it was better to keep it a secret. "Brother Gou, knowing some things is actually a disadvantage. We should be glad that we are ignorant."

"That's right, Lord Wang's realm is truly high!" Lu Qingyuan's voice rang out from behind Wang Hong. Wang Hong turned his head and saw that she was staring greedily at the box behind the statue.

Although Lu Qingyuan couldn't see what was inside the box, she could clearly sense that Number 18 between her eyebrows was radiating a strong desire. The contents of this box were very likely the key treasure to activate Number 18!

Wang Hong was shocked. Damn it, this is a mission issued by the Holy Sword himself. How could he allow you to lay a finger on it!

Her fingers suddenly shot forward, but Lu Qingyuan was faster; her hand was already inside the box, rummaging through it.

"Lu Qingyuan! Do you even know what first come, first served is!" The holy sword within Wang Hong's body was more active than ever before. He felt as if he possessed the power of a god. He grabbed Lu Qingyuan's arm with his right hand and pulled her outward with all his might, while his left hand went deep into the box along her slender arm and grabbed only a pair of warm and smooth jade hands.

Lu Qingyuan's spiritual energy trembled slightly, and Wang Hong withdrew his left hand as if he had been electrocuted. He could only glare at Lu Qingyuan resentfully.

Seeing that Lu Qingyuan was still persistent and kept rummaging through the things, and that Wang Hong couldn't reach in, he exchanged a bitter glance with Huang San. "Trying to steal our stuff! Go find it yourselves if you're so capable!"

Wang Hong, holding Huang San's hand, sat on the ground with their backs against the wall, weeping helplessly, "I never imagined it would all be for nothing! It's like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water, or viewing flowers in a mirror!"

"They stole our things!" Wang Hong muttered repeatedly, his eyes lifeless. His pitiful appearance even made Qingxiang, who was walking over, feel a pang of sympathy.

Wang Hong was getting happier and happier. Lu Qingyuan had been searching for a long time, but his face was getting worse and worse. It was obvious that he had not found anything!

But Wang Hong was still furious. It was one thing for Lu Qingyuan to steal things, but she didn't even bother to comfort him when he was in such a pitiful state!

Wang Hong secretly gave Huang San a "watch my performance" look, then suddenly stood up, startling Qingxiang.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Hong used all his strength to drag Lu Qingyuan behind him. "You tried to make a move before me, but in the end, you still have to rely on me!"

Lu Qingyuan's hair was pulled loose by Wang Hong, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she looked disdainful and gestured with her lips to let Wang Hong go first.

As soon as Wang Hong reached in with his left hand, he felt a smooth piece of jade. Without making a sound, the jade quietly disappeared into his palm and entered the Holy Sword, creating large ripples.

Wang Hong suddenly felt the holy sword within his body trembling violently.

Hehe, Holy Sword, you're excited too, aren't you!

"Strange, where did it go? It's right here!" Wang Hong shut down his five senses and six perceptions, trying hard to control his expression and making a bewildered look as he muttered to himself.

After groping around for a while, he suddenly became violent, his hands churning violently in the small box. He seemed to have lost all patience, and with a twist of his body, he pulled his arm out!

"I know!" Wang Hong turned his head in astonishment, his mouth gaping wide, glaring fiercely at Lu Qingyuan. "You took it secretly a long time ago, didn't you!"

"You, Lu Qingyuan, you greedy bastard, you're quite the actor!"

Huang San was already annoyed; the thing he had worked so hard to find had been stolen by that woman, Lu Qingyuan! Now, upon hearing that Lu Qingyuan had secretly taken the treasure, he was even more furious.

His hair stood on end, and disregarding her status as the young patriarch and the imposing aura of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, he sneered, "I thought the young patriarch of the Lu family was a handsome and upright man, but it turns out he's an ungrateful and despicable scoundrel!"

"They look so respectable and ethereal, who would have thought their hearts were so black!" Wang Hong chimed in, about to say a few more heartfelt words, when he saw Lu Qingyuan's face turn ashen, and his eyes flash with fire.

When she stared at him, Wang Hong even felt a stinging sensation in his own eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

Wasn't this joke a bit too much?

Wang Hong glanced furtively at Huang San, whose eyes were also filled with terror.

Huang San was truly panicked! He could still vividly recall Yun Ying's furious wrath, and this Lu Qingyuan was clearly no pushover either! Wang Hong was her lover, but he was just a nobody by the roadside!

Sure enough, Lu Qingyuan glared fiercely at Huang San: "Do I know you that well? You're just a foolish dog in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, how dare you speak so disrespectfully to me!"

Huang San's black tail gently bumped against Wang Hong's thigh, casting a pleading look at him.

Unable to bear Huang San's gaze and with his leg aching from being slapped by Huang San's tail, Wang Hong could only tug at Lu Qingyuan's sleeve, saying, "Alright, alright, don't be angry!"

Wang Hong gently tugged at Lu Qingyuan's clothes, twisting them into a ball and twirling them around his arm several times: "I acted impulsively just now. You're a magnanimous person, don't hold a grudge against him."

Lu Qingyuan stared expressionlessly into Wang Hong's eyes: "You, Lord Wang, do you think you have that much influence?"

Wang Hong's face turned cold as he stepped in front of Huang San, saying, "Huang San is my brother. If you want to mess with him, you'll have to mess with me first!"

"Wang Hong, I don't care about Huang San or Li Si at all. No matter what they say about me, no matter how they slander me, I don't care!"

"But why, why do you, Wang Hong, distrust me so much! Fine, consider it as if I fed my seventh-tier spirit pill to a dog!"

Just as Wang Hong was about to argue, he saw Lu Qingyuan's eyes suddenly redden, with a few tears welling up in them, ready to spill over at any moment.

It's all over, it's all over!

His gaze darted back and forth between Huang San and Qingxiang, he was at a loss, his lips trembling slightly, and he instinctively murmured, "You didn't take it... I took it, I took it..."

Lu Qingyuan's shoulders trembled slightly, and with a disappointed look, she pulled Qingxiang away.

Huang San looked at Wang Hong with an apologetic expression: "Brother Hong, I'm sorry, I acted impulsively..."

Wang Hong waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with Huang San.

Suddenly, the Holy Sword trembled violently again. A message arrived that shocked Wang Hong, leaving his mind blank.

[Object Scan: Psionic Core]

[Grade: Defective Product]

[Aura Scan: Highly Similar to Tianxuan No. 18]

Wang Hong: ? ? ? ?