The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 561 - 321: Admit Defeat_2

As expected, Fourth He’s next action was to quicken his steps and rush forward. He had strategized this move for a long time, indeed concentrating all his strength in his legs. With a single leap, he crossed half of the Golden Hall, and shouted loudly, "Manager Wu, save me!"

His energized shout really resonated through the Gold Storage Tower, reverberating echoingly in this spacious building. Although Wu Liuzhi, hiding behind the desk, knew someone had entered the Gold Storage Tower, he still kept his head down reading documents. Startled by the loud shout, he abruptly raised his head. It seemed he, having been stationed at the Gold Storage Tower, had never encountered anyone causing such a commotion publicly. Originally bustling with people, the second floor now had several individuals standing by the stairs, craning their necks to look down following the shout.

From the moment Fourth He entered the Gold Storage Tower, his mood relaxed. This place was under Qianjin Hall’s jurisdiction, and as long as Wu Liuzhi spoke a word, he could ensure these people would not return the same way they came. Having swallowed the frustrations caused by these three people outside, he was full of vexation and only relieved by luring them inside, eager to see their frightened, regretful expressions.

After Wu Liuzhi looked over, Fourth He was overjoyed, about to blurt out: "These three intend to steal treasures of Qianjin Hall, seize them quickly!" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Unfortunately, he never got the chance to say those words.

He had clearly rushed across the hall, only seven meters away from Wu Liuzhi’s desk, even able to count clearly the mustache under the old man’s chin. But just at this moment, just then—

He suddenly found himself unable to move again.

No, not immobile, but he "saw" himself suddenly slowing down, changing from running to walking, slowly strolling to Wu Liuzhi’s desk, then grinning with a smile, saying: "Heh heh, seeing you got me too excited, I couldn’t help but... I want to redeem something back."

Fourth He was so angry he almost fainted. He wanted to roar, wanted to overturn the desk in front of him, wanted to grab Wu Liuzhi by the collar and urge him to quickly deal with the three people behind him, but he couldn’t even manage an anxious look in his eyes, only able to watch his body move like a puppet on strings, performing actions entirely against his will, even feeling his facial muscles twitch, then forming a smile.

How could this be? How could this possibly be!

Although he was also immobilized outside his residence, the moment he saw several bees flying off his body, he could move again. He had carefully checked along the way; Ning Xiaoxian hadn’t placed any bees on him since. Why now could he not only not move but also couldn’t control his own speech and actions?

Wu Liuzhi looked at him for a long time, then squinted at Ning Xiaoxian and the other two, suspiciously asking, "Fourth He, are you really okay? Who are these three?"

I do have a problem! Internal tears filled Fourth He, but he could only grit his teeth and swallow the blood, because "he" then raised a hand to stroke his beard, replying, "No problem, just felt that the hall has been too empty for years. After selling the loot from the Immortal Bandits to you, I just ran into these friends saying they needed an item inside. I had to bring them here to redeem it."

The guests on the second floor of the Gold Storage Tower, seeing nothing amiss downstairs, turned their attention back to their own affairs.

At this moment, Fourth He heard Ning Xiaoxian’s transmission: "After entering this hall, your body tensed yet your breaths were longer, clearly relaxed yet poised to act. Do you know, why despite clearly knowing you harbor ill intentions, we still did not restrain you but let you walk in front openly?"

Why? He really wanted to know.

Her voice rang like melodious silver bells, but its content pulled his heart down: "That’s because the spell controlling your body was never lifted from the beginning. I purposefully collected the bees in front of you while releasing the restrictions, letting you think there was a necessary connection between the two. Alas, you guessed wrong again!"

This time, he was duped again!

Fourth He felt bitterness in his mouth. He had repeatedly schemed against the people behind him; would they still spare him, spare Mei Gu’s life? He could feel the icy stares from behind, laden with a dense killing aura.

Fourth He, a defiant Immortal Bandit bearing the nickname "Sly," had been too cooperative since leading the way, not living up to his name. Ning Xiaoxian did not believe he had only those tricks. Although she did not know beforehand that the Gold Storage Tower, like the God Demon Prison, was a large Magic Artifact capable of accommodating people, she never let Tu Jin release him from the bindings.

Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator’s Divine Thought is solid; for the moment Tu Jin indeed could not suppress his Divine Thought to the lowest depths of the Sea of Consciousness, but he could still use the Puppetry Technique to seize control of his body from him.

This was a new Divine Skill he acquired after advancing to the Void Refining Stage, allowing him to project an avatar onto others, directly governing their bodies without erasing their consciousness. However, this method is time-limited; with his current abilities, he could only maintain it for two quarters before Fourth He would regain control.

But, that little time was enough.

After all, Manager Wu only had the authority to use the Gold Storage Tower as a Magic Artifact, he wasn’t the true master of the building. Fourth He had silently suffered a loss right before him, but the process was too covert, he couldn’t notice, naturally unable to act.

Ning Xiaoxian stepped forward, addressing Manager Wu: "Manager Wu, we encountered Fourth He on the road, only then learning that among his haul this time, there included a small mirror. It is for this mirror we’ve come."

Manager Wu stroked the aging mustache under his chin, pondering for a while before saying, "A small mirror? Are you referring to the mirror that can observe people’s souls?"

This revelation truly struck Ning Xiaoxian as extraordinary.

The loot from the Immortal Bandits didn’t come tagged with nameplates and instructions; how could this sleazy-looking guy accurately describe the mirror’s function? (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, monthly ticket, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)