By the time everyone discovered the tomb, Leng Shiqi had already arrived at Shang Yang City.
Because of his injuries, he didn't dare to move too fast even when riding a horse.
Arriving at Shang Yang City again, Leng Shiqi couldn't help but sigh.
In the past half a month, he had come here three times. The first time was to assassinate Bao Pengyi, and the second time was for the tomb of Boyuan Hou.
The third time was for the resources of Qingkou Hall!
Because the people of Qingkou Hall could come back at any time, Leng Shiqi couldn't delay. After entering the city, he passed through a few alleys and familiarly arrived at the main hall of Qingkou Hall.
In fact, he had already discovered Gou Huarong's private storehouse, but there were many people guarding it in the past, including many spirit cultivators of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Moreover, there were many mechanisms inside. Even if he could use his Supercilious Eyes to detect them, destroying the mechanisms would inevitably cause noise and attract attention.
So Leng Shiqi didn't make a move before.
Currently, seventy to eighty percent of the Spirit Cultivators in the Qingkou Hall had been brought to the flat roof, and the remaining Spirit Cultivators were scattered to the various streets. Currently, there were only a pitiful dozen Spirit Cultivators in the main hall.
Leng Shiqi quietly sneaked into the secret room, and wantonly destroyed the mechanisms inside, and began to plunder Gou Huarong's many years of collection.
However, what made Leng Shiqi's face gloomy was that most of the resources in the secret room had disappeared, leaving only a few ordinary resources.
There were only four hundred spirit stones, which was simply impossible for a gang that had been rooted in Shang Yang City for nearly twenty years.
There were quite a few level one and level two spirit tools, but Leng Shiqi sold them all to the system.
There were also some pills for the Pure Spirit Realm and the Spirit Transformation Realm. Leng Shiqi kept some of the better quality pills for himself and sold the rest.
The rest were some heavenly treasures and the like. Leng Shiqi never kept these things, but he did find something very useful here.
Blood Yang Crystal!
This was a level three treasure that contained a large amount of blood Qi and had a wide range of uses.
It could be used to refine one's body and prevent one's Qi and blood from deteriorating. Of course, it could also be used to replenish one's Qi and blood.
Leng Shiqi had been using two beast origin battle tattoos for a long time and had suffered a severe loss of vitality. This blood sun crystal could be said to be a timely rain!
After tidying everything up, Leng Shiqi also discovered that the most precious resources, the cultivation methods and spiritual techniques that he wanted the most, were all gone!
These resources were most likely hidden in Gou Huarong's mind, but unfortunately, they no longer existed.
Before he left, Leng Shiqi suddenly remembered that not long ago, when he plundered Bao Pengyi's private vault, he also lost more than half of the resources. It could be said that it was exactly the same as this place.
There was some doubt in his eyes, but then he remembered that Bao Pengyi had once climbed up to the Heavenly Cloud Tower, and that the Qingkou Hall had joined forces with the Luoyu Manor.
They were a dignified third-rate spirit cultivator sect, why would they be related to a gang in the marketplace?
"I'm afraid that Bao Pengyi and Gou Huarong had to hand over more than half of their precious resources to climb up to the Spirit Cultivator Sect.
Unfortunately, the Three Blades Gang had already been destroyed, the Qingkou Hall only existed in name, and the City Guards were also less than a tenth of them.
I'm afraid that Shang Yang City will be in chaos for a while. "
However, none of this had anything to do with him. After he packed everything up, he silently left with the Blood Sun Crystal and more than six hundred system coins.
After that, Leng Shiqi spent a day refining the Blood Sun Crystal, absorbing the Qi and blood energy within it. The injuries on his body had also recovered by seventy to eighty percent, and he only needed to rest for a few more days.
"Counting the time, it's been more than twenty days since I accepted the mission to assassinate Bao Pengyi. There are only a few days left until the mission deadline. I really didn't expect that this trip would be so difficult." Leng Shiqi softly muttered to himself, then returned to the Shadow Wind Ridge branch.
Along the way, he would occasionally use Supercilious Eyes to investigate the surroundings, afraid that he would accidentally encounter the five demonic cultivators.
However, it was obvious that he was overthinking. He arrived at the Shadow Wind Ridge very smoothly.
However, when he approached the entrance of the branch, he subconsciously stopped and looked at the huge scorched pit beside him.
This was the place where he was beaten half to death by Tang Haoqing from the Tang Family ten days ago!
He would always remember that punch!
Then, he walked into the branch that he had not seen for a long time. Looking at the crowded square, he secretly sighed in relief. He had been wandering around for nearly a month, and he was finally back.
At this time, a black-clothed assassin brushed past Leng Shiqi. After that person walked past him, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and exclaimed, "Leng Shiqi?!"
"Huh?" Leng Shiqi could not help but turn his head to look at that person, but he found that he did not seem to know him at all.
In fact, that person did not know Leng Shiqi. The cause of all this was when Tang Haoqing came to cause trouble ten days ago.
Tang Haoqing's punch killed Fan Zheng Chu on the spot, but Leng Shiqi went missing.
The Grand Pavilion Leader Ghost Jue was so angry that he severely injured Tang Haoqing and killed two Tang Family disciples.
Since then, he had asked everyone to look for Leng Shiqi, so people here were very clear about his body shape and appearance. But after searching for more than ten days, there was no news, so everyone assumed that he was dead.
But now, Leng Shiqi came back by himself.
As soon as that person's voice fell, the noisy square suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes gathered on Leng Shiqi.
Feeling the eyes of the crowd, Leng Shiqi was a little surprised.
The black-clothed assassin stared at him and said, "Leng Shiqi, you're not dead?"
At this time, other people also rushed over and said one after another, "This kid is really tough.
"This boy is so tough that he can survive the attack of a Gang Spirit Realm master!"
"The Grand Pavilion Leader said that he might not die, but I didn't believe it. The Grand Pavilion Leader is really the Grand Pavilion Leader."
"The Grand Pavilion Leader fought for him and seriously injured Tang Haoqing. It's really satisfying."
"But recently, we've been asking around for news about him, but we got nothing. Where is he hiding?"
These assassins rarely got together to chat like this, because there was really nothing worth gathering together.
They usually repeated the boring life of cultivation and tasks, so it was rare for them to chat like this, so more and more people gathered here.
Leng Shiqi looked like he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, he had put on a mask, so no one could see it.
At this time, the savior came. A red-clothed assassin embroidered with golden patterns came over. Everyone stood up straight and said in unison, "Lord Gu Yan!"
Gu Yan's voice was very deep. He said, "Let's go."
The others immediately scattered. Gu Yan said to Leng Shiqi, "The Grand Pavilion Leader is looking for you. Come with me."