Chapter 448: Sumeru Mustard Seed

Hearing Lin Yang's words, Zhang Qiling curiously looked at the sachet in Lin Yang's hand.

"What secret does this sachet hold?"

Lin Yang smiled faintly, infusing spiritual power into the sachet.

When the sachet received spiritual power, mysterious patterns began to appear on its surface.

Soon, the sachet opened its mouth on its own.

Lin Yang said, "What is called Sumeru mustard seed is precisely this thing."

"This sachet can hold an entire mountain inside."

Upon hearing that, Zhang Qiling said with a face full of disbelief.

"I don't believe it; such a tiny sachet can hold so much."

"You can try."

Zhang Qiling snorted and said, "Fine, let's try."

She casually picked up an apple and tossed it in.

Then she threw in another, but after entering the sachet it was as if it fell into a bottomless pit, with no reaction.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling blinked doubtfully, then said to Lin Yang.

"Can I throw in a few more things?"

"Sure."

Hearing Lin Yang say that, she drew the short sword hidden at her arm and threw it in.

Seeing the sachet still unchanged, she gritted her teeth, ran outside, lifted a large stone, and brought it back in.

Then she hurled it toward the sachet.

When the stone landed inside the sachet, the sachet remained unchanged.

At this, Zhang Qiling's face lit up with excitement.

"It's true! This thing really is a Sumeru mustard seed!"

"If I had this sachet, going out would be a breeze."

She wore a smile, putting on a cute and obedient look as she gazed at Lin Yang.

"Mr. Lin, I know you have many treasures and don't lack this."

"Could you sell it to me?"

"Just name your price."

Looking at Zhang Qiling putting on a cute and obedient act, Lin Yang laughed.

"Of course... not."

Zhang Qiling, who had been excited, instantly fell flat upon hearing that.

He looked at Lin Yang, snorted, and said.

"Stingy!"

Lin Yang smiled faintly, put the sachet away, and said to Zhang Qiling.

"Would you sell something so rare?"

"Tch, if it were a request from a peerless beauty, I would definitely sell."

Lin Yang nodded solemnly and said.

"You're right; facing a peerless beauty, I would surely sell."

"Too bad, I'm not facing one."

Zhang Qiling flared with anger, baring her teeth and claws, ready to strike.

"Have you forgotten the lesson of Jiang Fei and the others?"

Zhang Qiling recalled the scene just now and shuddered instantly.

She subconsciously lifted her gaze toward the ceiling.

Seeing her look up, Lin Yang laughed and said.

"If it's nothing, you may go back."

Zhang Qiling pursed her lips, looking at Lin Yang, and said.

"Then return my short sword to me."

"What short sword? I never took it."

"Ah, I just threw the short sword into your sachet, didn't I? You can't deny it!"

Seeing Zhang Qiling baring her teeth and claws again, Lin Yang said calmly.

"Really? Let me open the sachet tomorrow to check."

"Today I controlled the formation, expending too much; I can't open it."

Upon Lin Yang's words, Zhang Qiling rolled her eyes and sized him up.

"Really?"

Seeing Lin Yang nod, Zhang Qiling said.

"Then I'll trust you once; I'll come back tomorrow to get it."

After leaving Lin Yang's villa, Zhang Qiling dialed Zhang Qili's phone.

"Brother, what you said is true—this guy is a formation master and exceptionally strong."

"The formation he set up even produced a formation spirit, but I found one of his weaknesses."

Speaking, the corner of her mouth involuntarily curled up.

She felt smug; this guy was still too careless, exposing his weakness before her.

Brother, that guy's ability to identify treasures is still quite strong.

You don't know, he actually obtained the Sumeru Bag from an ancient text!

All of this was heard by Lin Yang, who was standing on the second floor.

She, standing on the balcony, watched Zhang Qiling gradually drift away, the corners of her mouth slightly lifting.

He took out the sachet, released Spiritual Power, and opened it.

With a thought, a Duǎn jiàn flew out of the sachet.

After grasping Zhang Qiling's Duǎn jiàn, Lin Yang gave a slight smile.

What a fine sword.

Having said that, she returned to her room.

Zhang Qiling, about to leave the villa area, suddenly turned her head to look upstairs.

But now the balcony on the second floor was empty.

Strange, I feel like someone was just looking at me.

The next day, Zhang Qiling came to find Lin Yang again around noon.

Today the sun shone brightly; she wore a blue dress and had a gemstone adorning her chest.

As soon as she entered the house, she shouted.

Lin Yang, I'm here!

Lin Yang, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea, said.

I know, don't shout so loudly.

Speaking, he pointed to the Duǎn jiàn on the coffee table.

Take it.

Zhang Qiling picked up the Duǎn jiàn, sat beside Lin Yang, and looked at him as she spoke.

Would you like to have a meal together sometime?

Lin Yang looked at her and laughed.

No time.

Why?

This is like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken.

Zhang Qiling, angry, was about to swing the Duǎn jiàn, but Lin Yang glared at her and she instantly lost her spirit.

Actually, I want you to take me to the antiques market to have a look; after all, I've come all the way to Jinling, you can't let me leave empty-handed.

Not going.

This made Zhang Qiling go crazy.

Usually it's others who ask me out, and I refuse them.

Now I've repeatedly asked a man to go out, and he actually refuses.

I... I'll give you money!

I originally wanted to say, believe it or not, I'll beat you up.

But Zhang Qiling thought, who beats whom is still uncertain, so she could only say she'd give money.

Lin Yang shook his head and said.

One hundred thousand, not a cent less, and I'll go with you.

Zhang Qiling gritted her teeth at Lin Yang, ultimately transferring the money helplessly.

The two had just stepped out the door when they saw a middle-aged man in a suit, somewhat short in stature.

The man had his hands behind his back, his gaze deep.

He spoke in somewhat awkward Huaxia.

Are you Lin Yang?

As soon as he spoke, Zhang Qiling frowned and asked.

A Fusang person?

The man did not answer Zhang Qiling, but looked toward Lin Yang.

Lin Yang nodded slightly and said.

It's me.

Upon hearing Lin Yang's answer, the man said.

My name is Yamamoto Saichiro, I am an elder of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect of Fusang.

Lin Yang asked: "So what?"

You killed our Nine Chrysanthemum Sect's people and even killed my nephew; I will make you pay with your blood!

Having said that, he made hand signs, joined two fingers together, and pointed to the ground.

Only a circle of light appeared, instantly surrounding Lin Yang's house and enclosing Lin Yang and the other person inside.

Yamamoto Saichiro looked at Lin Yang, his eyes full of anger.

I want you dead!

The light circle instantly formed a light membrane, which began to shrink.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling immediately drew her Duǎn jiàn and warily looked ahead.

Lin Yang, meanwhile, shook his head and said while looking at the light membrane.

Trivial tricks.