The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 510 - 295 Unknown Miracle2

She stroked her chin and revealed a smile that Mr. Wu thought surpassed that of a demon: "Let think, which finger should I start with? How about the right index finger?"

It was clear that Mr. Wu wasn’t a tough man, so when Ning Xiaoxian placed Tusk on his well-maintained, womanly white finger and began counting down to three, he straightforwardly gave in.

He walked to the bookshelf that Ning Xiaoxian had just leaned against, knocked three uneven taps on the second row of shelves, then turned a tiger-shaped paperweight. The bookshelf silently split from the middle and slid to both sides, revealing a small door on the wall.

He was standing in front, so he didn’t see the look of surprise in Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes. This small door was all too familiar to her; it was just like a modern safe door, only the chanism on it was not a digital code lock but sothing else. The door, made of an unknown tal, had a small ancient seal character "Thousand" at the bottom left. She had seen this mark just last night.

Changtian said, "Just like the Shaking God Bomb in the hands of the Spiritual Ape, this object is also made by Qianjin Hall."

It was getting more interesting. The items from Qianjin Hall were rare and expensive, coveted among cultivators. How could it appear in a mortal’s house for no reason? "Open it," she commanded softly, while subtly stepping to the right side to avoid facing directly.

Mr. Wu fiddled with the chanism on the door, shielding it with his body, seemingly unwilling to let her see its secret. Unfortunately, he didn’t know that under the envelopnt of Divine Thought, nothing could be hidden.

With a click, the door opened. Before she could say anything, Mr. Wu unintentionally shifted slightly to the side, and a sleeve arrow shot out from inside the small door, whistling as it pierced the opposite wall. During its flight, she slled a faint bloody scent; the arrowhead was clearly coated with a violent poison that could even affect cultivators.

Mr. Wu uttered a soft "Ah," quickly turned his head to look, and seeing her standing safely, a flicker of disappointnt crossed his eyes, but he then mournfully said, "My apologies, immortal. I truly touched the chanism inside the treasure box by accident!"

Ning Xiaoxian sighed and said, "I know, I forgive you. Speaking of which, you are far braver than your son."

What happened to his son? Mr. Wu was finally shocked and about to speak, but when Ning Xiaoxian gestured with her hand, he froze, unable to utter a word, although his eyes filled with a pleading look.

She was tired of this old man playing mind gas with her; she stepped forward, opened the door of the treasure box, and started examining the items inside one by one.

First were stacks of silver notes, gold leaf, large ingots of silver, and jewelry, worth perhaps more than a million taels in total—it seed the Wu Family’s business was not small. She had higher standards now; this amount of money didn’t interest her, so she set them aside to look at the next item.

The second item was an account book detailing dates, bribes to officials from Wu Mansion, and records of hosting dinners. Collusion between officials and businessn had always existed, and she had little interest in this.

Next was a neatly written booklet in small characters. She casually flipped through a few pages, then her previously indifferent expression turned solemn. As she read further, her heart beca increasingly alard.

This booklet was a rather complete set of intelligence, from personnel changes in the states, counties, and prefectures within this state to movents of the sect governing this state. It was even noted that Miluo’s trusted followers had recently appeared in various places—this state was under the jurisdiction of Fengtian Prefecture! Inside the intelligence even recorded recent sightings of Miluo’s close confidants in certain areas.

Her brows furrowed. Fire Worship Valley’s territory was thousands of miles away; why did it secretly engage mortals in this state to spy on the affairs of Fengtian Prefecture? Besides, Miluo was an intelligence leader himself, with strong anti-surveillance capabilities. Investigating Fengtian Prefecture would be extrely dangerous for anyone.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t seen the echoing poison placed on the mortals by Miluo; otherwise, she would understand that mortals, in their vast numbers, were the most inford. As soon as cultivators interacted with mortals, many secrets were revealed. Fire Worship Valley was rely asking the local tyrants here for help.

The last item in the treasure box was a fine stone bar, not much thicker than a toothpick and less than half a finger in length, sandwiched among so docunts. If not for her keen eyesight, she might have missed it.

But when she picked up the stone bar, her body suddenly heated up, as the Soul Devouring Needle inside her transmitted a feeling of extre excitent.

The Soul Devouring Needle was a discreet treasure; anything that excited it this much was definitely also a treasure. She asked Mr. Wu, "What is this?"

Mr. Wu imdiately realized he could speak and hurriedly explained, "I don’t know. This is an heirloom passed down in my family, its purpose unclear, originally kept in our ancestral temple. After the temple was destroyed by a big fire two years ago, I feared this small item would get lost, so I moved it inside the treasure box."

His expression showed resignation. Now that the female cultivator had seen the intelligence booklet, he was completely at a disadvantage. Ning Xiaoxian understood what he was thinking and smiled, "I see you’ve kept quite a bit of gold and silver in your treasure box. It seems you weren’t planning to serve Fire Worship Valley wholeheartedly. Were you planning to grab your money and flee at the first sign of trouble?" Only those constantly prepared to flee would keep these kinds of liquid assets handy for use on the road.

Mr. Wu remained silent. Ning Xiaoxian sighed, "You’re too naive. Fire Worship Valley never intended to let you go unscathed from the beginning. Have you ever tested the chanism you tried to secretly trigger just now?"

Mr. Wu shook his head: "Never. The immortals from Fire Worship Valley said that this device could only be used once before it would break, and they warned never to touch it unnecessarily."

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