Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Chapter 17.2

“Sword? What kind of sword?” Deng Ying asked curiously.

“A red sword, three feet three inches long, about two fingers wide… What? Have you seen it before?” the shopkeeper asked hastily.

After thinking for a while, Deng Ying said, “When I went in to look just now, I saw the sword coming. Why did it disappear so quickly?”

“Where did you see it?”

“It’s on the middle left of the fourth row of shelves in the weapon pavilion.” Deng Ying said affirmatively.

The shopkeeper shook his head, “I remember it was there, but now the sword is no longer there!”

“How is this possible?” Deng Ying suddenly thought of a possibility, but she didn’t want to believe it, “Could it be that the little girl and Xiaobao took it out to play?”

“A sword weighs at least a dozen catties. How can a child of that age be able to handle it?” The shopkeeper shook his head again.

Deng Ying still didn’t want to believe that the young man who made her feel so fond of just now was actually a thief!

Seeing Deng Ying’s distraught look, the shopkeeper suddenly felt suspicious, and couldn’t help asking, “Ah Ying, you probably took that sword away, right?”

“Of course not!” Deng Ying quickly shook her head, “What am I doing with a sword? I don’t use a sword!”

The shopkeeper looked at her suspiciously, “If you took it, then put it back quickly, no one will know about it.”

“I said I didn’t take it, can you stop suspecting me?” Deng Ying suddenly became angry and ran away with a wave of her hand. But the shopkeeper looked at her back, but he became more and more certain in his heart that even if she didn’t hold the sword, it might have something to do with her!

Deng Ying ran all the way back to her own room, and threw herself on the bed, feeling extremely depressed. When she thought that someone she trusted so much would steal things while she was showing him around, she was furious.

She couldn’t help but punched the pillow repeatedly, and said through gritted teeth, “You damn thief! Despicable villain! I still treat you as a good person! Go to hell! Go to hell! Don’t let me meet you again! Otherwise, I will make you look good!”

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The dispute between Qing Yangzi and Qin Zhao was unknown to outsiders. Feng Shao was too busy training his juniors and juniors, so he didn’t have time to take care of them. Don’t say he didn’t know, even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t be bothered to spend energy on such things.

In his opinion, it was really low-level to think about that kind of thing. His goal was not to be a son of fortune, nor to grab the master’s limelight, but to make the three sacred lands in their domain become four.

And this was only Feng Shao’s first goal. As for the more ambitious goals, because they were too far away, there were only ideas for the time being, and it was far from the time to consider them.

After five days of practice, good news came from the pill refining pavilion.

The ten Fire Protection Pills that Feng Shao needed had been successfully refined.

Looking at the pills, which were still steaming from the heat in his hand, Feng Shao asked Elder Zhu, “Old Zhu, how effective is this pill?”

Zhu Elder picked up the calabash wine, took a sip, and said angrily, “There is a general standard of 80% success! There is no spiritual fire that can be used, and it is all supported by my pill fire. If you can make it like this, you have to be satisfied!”

“Eighty percent? That’s pretty good.” Feng Shao nodded and put away the pills.

“Boy Feng, let me ask you one last time, are you really going to Bifang Plain?”

Before Feng Shao left, Elder Zhu couldn’t help asking.

Feng Shao resolutely said, “This trip must happen! You, Old Zhu, know the significance of spiritual fire to the sect. It is not only needed for your pill refining pavilion, but also for weapon refining, and it is also needed for the construction of the training area!”

Elder Zhu sighed.

“Okay, well, since you are determined, I can only wish you good luck! But before you leave, I have to remind you. If you can’t get the spiritual fire, it doesn’t matter, don’t send your life there!”

Feng Shao said with a smile, “Don’t worry, Old Zhu! If I don’t complete what I promised you, I will die without burial!”

“Bah bah bah! You kid actually said some bad words! Get out of here!” Elder Zhu shouted angrily.

Feng Shao smiled, laughed, and left.

On the same day, Feng Shao instructed everyone to prepare at least seven days’ rations and to gather at the mountain gate during the third quarter of the next day. All the disciples had already gotten used to Feng Shao’s way of doing things, and they all went back to get ready after saying yes.

Just after dawn the next day, everyone gathered in front of the mountain gate.

Feng Shao first distributed the Fire Protection Pill to everyone and then said, “This Pill is called Fire Protection Pill, and it can protect you from being burned by the fire for a short time. Everyone keep it well, don’t lose it. There’s nothing extra.”

“Senior Brother Shengzi, where are we going?” Cao Guang asked curiously.

Feng Shao smiled slightly and said, “Bifang Plain!”

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