Chapter 2050: This kid is not bad

Senior Brother's words were indeed not exaggerated; outside the Shanmen, it's simply astonishing—treasures visible everywhere are actually scattered all over the ground.

Xu Jie gazed at the scene before him, and a surge of doubt rose in his heart—how could so many treasures possibly appear here for no reason?

Could it be that someone carelessly lost them here? That thought had just arisen when he quickly dismissed it himself.

Come on, cultivators cherish their own treasures—how could they easily lose them?

Even if some were accidentally lost, it's absolutely impossible to lose this many at once.

However, what kind of person is Xu Jie? He's the type who would ruthlessly pluck a few feathers from a passing goose and kick a dog twice as it walks by.

Although this matter is strange everywhere, for Xu Jie it's enough to confirm just one key point.

Namely—these treasures are undoubtedly genuine.

As for why they appeared here… hum, what's the point of worrying about it?

Anyway, having picked them up, they were his—thinking this, Xu Jie happily scooped all the treasures into his arms, then swaggered toward the Sect, satisfied and content.

Meanwhile, in the darkness not far away, several figures silently watched Xu Jie's seamless, fluid motions.

Their expressions were varied—some were astonished, others wore a helpless, laughing‑crying look.

Just moments ago, that kid showed no reaction to the treasures before him, as if these priceless gems were merely roadside stones to him.

But now this kid was completely different—when he saw the treasures, his eyes instantly flared with greed, as if he wanted to devour them all.

Moreover, his decisive, swift actions were breathtaking; the whole process flowed smoothly without a hint of hesitation.

The difference between the two was enormous—one was as cold and unfeeling as an iceberg, the other as passionate and fervent as a blazing fire.

Both are disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect, yet their conduct differs so greatly?

This stark contrast left everyone present feeling extremely uneasy; they widened their eyes and opened their mouths, unable to recover for a while.

After a long while, they slowly returned to normal, taking deep breaths to try to calm their shock.

One of them muttered to himself.

"Fortunately, we succeeded in the end."

Another nodded in agreement and said.

"Yeah, the treasures have now been pocketed by the Dao One Immortal Sect—now they have nothing to say."

Then someone suggested.

"Let's go back first."

After today's encounter with the disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect, these people secretly felt that the sect was somewhat strange, exuding an evil aura.

But they didn't dwell on it, since their plan had succeeded smoothly; for them, that was enough.

Meanwhile, back in the Dong Fu, Xu Jie happily stared at the heap of treasures he had picked up outside the Shanmen.

Those dazzling rare treasures emitted an alluring glow, making Xu Jie grin so wide his mouth almost reached his ears.

He was so excited he waved his arms and legs, constantly muttering.

"Haha, with all these riches, could this tremendous fortune finally be falling onto me, Xu Lao San?"

At this moment Xu Jie was completely immersed in joy, utterly unaware that he had already fallen into a trap carefully set by others.

Elsewhere in the town, it was bustling, people coming and going, each busy with their own affairs.

Meanwhile, in the backyard of the Canteen at the town's center, Ye Zhangqing had no time for the outside clamor; he was fully focused on cooking delicious dishes in the Fire Room.

Although Ye Zhangqing had recently broken through to the Immortal King realm, he did not become arrogant or complacent because of it.

Because he knows that, compared to top-tier monsters like Tianlin, he still has a gap; only through relentless cultivation can he truly stand at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm.

Ye Zhangqing moved about the kitchen, skillfully employing various cooking techniques; pots and utensils clinked, producing clear, pleasant sounds; the furnace fire blazed, lighting his focused face, and after half a day of hard work, dish after dish of perfect color, aroma, and flavor finally emerged from the pot.

When night fell quietly, Ye Zhangqing exhaled as if relieved of a burden, dragging his slightly weary body out of the kitchen.

At this moment Ye Zhangqing's forehead was slightly sweaty, yet his face bore a satisfied smile.

He strolled to the central courtyard and sat down on a Tǎng yǐ, preparing to rest awhile.

Just as he closed his eyes to enjoy this moment of tranquility, a hurried footsteps approached from afar.

Immediately, Li Chengshan hurried over, bowed, and spoke.

"Young Master Ye, there are several visitors outside seeking an audience; they say they have business concerning the Thieves' Sect."

"Thieves' Sect?"

Hearing that word, Ye Zhangqing's eyes snapped open and a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

For some reason, whenever the words "Thieves' Sect" are mentioned, his heart involuntarily trembles, as if a bad memory surfaces.

Just like today—those people from yesterday may speak sweetly, but when it comes to ordering dishes they're truly harsh; otherwise I wouldn't be busy until now.

But there's no helping it—I owe them.

Moreover, wasn't the trouble with the Thieves' Sect already thoroughly resolved? Why are these people coming again? Could there be some hidden agenda? Thinking this, Ye Zhangqing frowned and fell into thought.

Seeing this, Li Chengshan cautiously asked.

"Young Master Ye, should I turn them away at the door?"

Ye Zhangqing pondered briefly, shook his head, and said.

"Never mind; since they came specially to visit, they must have important news. Let them in first."

Li Chengshan obeyed and left; shortly afterward, the few people who had been hiding outside the Dao One Immortal Sect during the day filed in one by one and entered the courtyard.

They immediately spotted Ye Zhangqing seated on the Tǎng yǐ, grinned widely, and warmly greeted him.

"Young Master Ye, sorry for disturbing you so late."

"Yeah, if it weren't urgent, we wouldn't be here."

After some pleasantries, Ye Zhangqing invited everyone to sit and then got straight to the point.

"You seniors just said the Thieves' Sect stole your treasury—what do you mean by that?"

As he spoke, Ye Zhangqing gave the group a strange glance.