When there are many people, the news cannot be concealed. Besides, Yuan Buwei deliberately spread it out.
Within half a day, news about Young master Yan of the escort bureau and Immortal Stone had already spread throughout the city of Anyang. And there was a trend of spreading towards the entire Jianghu.
Up and down the Anyang city, every leading force that can be named is eager to participate. Even the Yichen Temple and Guanchan Temple, which are built outside the city and have always had an aloof posture, cannot help but send disciples.
Of course, these people claim to be famous and righteous, and although they are thirsty for the Immortal Stone, they cannot engage in such banditry behaviour in broad daylight.
Because the possession of the Immortal Stone was originally unfair, it was taken by master Yan of the escort bureau from the hands of the Mad swordsman. Originally, they could still solve the little thief the “Young master Yan of the escort bureau” under the banner of justice and take the Immortal Stone openly. Unexpectedly, this “Young master Yan of the escort bureau” could still survive in that desperate situation of life and death. By knowing the secrets of the Immortal Stone and recognizing the selfish intentions of various forces, everyone dared not act recklessly against him.
For a moment, everyone didn’t know what to do.
They all want to take the Immortal Stone for themselves, and they are worried that this Young master Yan of the escort bureau will fall into the hands of others. In the end, a group of righteous experts have mutual concerns and hypocritically ask the “Young master Yan of the escort bureau” for his opinion.
Yuan Buwei first asked, “If this immortal stone is placed in your hands, it is no different from a waste stone. You all have already tried it before, does anyone have objections to this?”
Everyone remained silent
“Therefore, you must admit that I am the only person who can help you unlock the secrets of the Immortal Stone.”
Yuan Buwei had been silent just now, like a fish on a chopping board, allowing them to explore the Immortal Stone. Now, he suddenly turned his back and acted as if he was holding onto the secrets of the Immortal Stone, making the righteous practitioners feel that he was not at all like a fish caught in the net by everyone, or a bird in a cage.
“I have only one request. Whoever can destroy Tianyi Pavilion and kill the mastermind behind the scenes is the benefactor of my Yan family. This immortal stone, and even all the secrets related to it, I will naturally present it with both hands.”
If it cannot be done, it is obvious from his expression that he would rather die than speak.
After speaking this request, he saw everyone dumbfounded on the spot, each with a hesitant expression. He extended his hand and said, “My humble abode is too simple to entertain. Please, everyone.”
Under the smiling gaze of the young man, the others felt somewhat suppressed by him. Unable to think of any more appropriate or reasonable words, they instinctively followed his words and walked out.
They didn’t react until they left the courtyard door. You look at me and I look at you, but they don’t know what to do.
If there were only one or two people here, such as Zhou Qinghe or Bai erye, they could discuss and maintain a consistent stance with each other. It would not be so easy to be pinched by Yuan Buwei’s words.
But there are too many people here, and the positions of the various forces represented behind them are also inconsistent. Everyone wants to monopolise the treasure, which leads to a stalemate.
In the end, they tacitly agreed to let him continue living in the pastry shop. But they all sent people to monitor nearby to prevent him from escaping.
This is always more reliable than handing him over alone to one side.
However, within a day, several shops in this remote ten mile alley changed hands and many new faces appeared. Without exception, they are all near the pastry shop.
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If some Jianghu people who were ignorant come here, they will find that even the waiter in a streetside teahouse is a rare master in the Jianghu. I am afraid that they will immediately think that they have accidentally broken into the territory of some secret organisation, and they will be terrified.
In the pastry shop, the man who was almost under house arrest was unexpectedly leisurely. As long as he didn’t leave the yard, he didn’t have to worry about eating and drinking. Even if he suddenly wanted to eat pastry from Deqin Tower, some errand runners immediately bought it and delivered it to him.
Hiccup.
On this day, because he tasted new pastry and accidentally ate a little too much, Yuan Buwei walked around the courtyard to aid digestion.
On the pitch black coffin of “Dudu Dudu”, rhythmic tapping sounds rang softly, along with the seemingly casual tone of the young man, “Are you dead?”
The coffin was lifted by someone, and a pitch black cole like palm clenched and crawled up. Yan Feichi, who was still as black as charcoal, looked at him with a numb expression.
“Didn’t you initially have a strong aversion to this coffin? Why do you hide in it these days whenever someone comes?” Yuan Buwei turned a blind eye to the expression on his face, smiled and said, “Can it be that love has developed over time?”
Love has developed over time, your ghost, Yan Feichi muttered in his heart, wasn’t I forced by you? But his mouth could only make “ah ah” and he danced and gestured to show that he couldn’t speak.
“I almost forgot, you’re mute now.”
The existence of the old and the young in this shop is of course known to others. There is no need to explain, Zhou Qinghe has combined the information and clues he received, and used his clever and wise mind to deduce. These two people were randomly picked up by the Young master Yan of the escort bureau while he was escaping, and they were originally intended to cover up his identity for him. For camouflage and concealment.
These two inconspicuous little figures, everyone was too lazy to pay attention and simply gave face to Yuan Buwei.
While Yuan Buwei was speaking, a strong wind flicked between his fingers, hitting several acupoints on Yan Feichi’s body, he immediately felt his throat clear, and opened his mouth to say: “How do you know that I have the immortal stone in my hand, no, no, I have already hidden the immortal stone, how did you find it?”
What Yuan Buwei said to Zhou Shenchuang, that is, the matter that the Jiangnan Escort Bureau snatched the immortal stone from the mad swordsman He Lian, was not made up, but something that actually happened.
Although Yan Feichi has been hiding and pretending to be dead these past few days, in fact, he has heard most of what others and Yuan Buwei discussed. Now his gaze looking at Yuan Buwei is like seeing a ghost, he really didn’t understand how such a secret was exposed.
Yuan Buwei’s gaze slowly swept over Yan Feichi’s surprised and uneasy face, and a sudden smile appeared.
Anyway, he is also the young sect leader of the Sacred Burning Flame sect. After fully mobilising the intelligence of the Sacred Burning Flame sect, he clearly understood the process of the Jiangnan Escort Bureau seizing the Immortal Stone from He Lian.
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It’s just that…
“I didn’t take your immortal stone”
Yan Feichi didn’t answer and clearly didn’t believe it. But the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes in surprise.
He saw that Yuan Buwei spread out his palm, and the palm of his hand was a smooth and round stone.
Without waiting for Yan Feichi to be surprised, he took out the second, the third and the fourth. All of which were exactly the same round and smooth, even in size, colour, shape and weight.
“Immortal stones and other things, as many as you want. Do you want one?”
Yan Feichi: …
For a long time, Yan Feichi finally regained his voice and said, “You, you lied and deceived everyone.”
Yuan Buwei openly admitted it, “Yes.”
Yan Feichi was speechless.
The young man spoke slowly again, “If you want to talk about counterfeiting and deceiving people, it’s not my fault. If you really want to pursue it, at least it can be traced back to Grand Master Yuan a thousand years ago. After all, the immortal stone you hid is a fake made by Grand Master Yuan himself.”
Yan Feichi didn’t believe it, but instead looked at him with caution. Thinking that Yuan Buwei wanted to lure the whereabouts of the immortal stone out of his mouth, he closed his mouth tightly.
Yuan Buwei did not need him to believe.
Ihe was already clear where the real immortal stone was. Not long ago, he had even touched it, and now these fake products are all made by him to imitate the real one, and even the aura on them is very similar.
But seeing Yan Feichi’s vigilant attitude, the evil taste in his bones erupted again, and he bluntly exposed the truth:
“Do you know that the Grand Master Yuan back then was not really without a relative? He had a son hidden in the mountains and fields. In order to avoid being discovered by the righteous and demonic factions, he did not even dare to give him the surname Yuan. In such circumstances, if you were him, would you pass on the treasure to your son or disciple?”
“To say it bluntly, those four disciples are all shields he deliberately pushed out to attract the attention of others in the stead of his son.”
Seeing his resolute expression, it didn’t seem like a lie, and Yan Feichi couldn’t help but waver.
Yuan Buwei suddenly asked, “The well near the temple seems to be a good place to hide things.”
Yan Feichi’s face suddenly changed.
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