Becoming a Saint From the Iron Armor Skill

Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin were both stunned. Their eyes immediately widened like bronze bells, shining with a piercing light as they stared intently at Chen Cheng’s hand.

They didn’t stop until they had scrutinized his palm so closely they could see every line.

But there was truly nothing on Chen Cheng’s hand, save for a simple, archaic-looking ring on his ring finger.

The two men simultaneously activated their Qi Blood Power again, each circulating their respective Cultivation Technique to probe the area. However, after a long while, they still couldn’t sense any Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

Still unwilling to give up, they turned their gaze to Chen Cheng’s entire body, probing with all their might, but they still couldn’t detect anything out of the ordinary.

"How strange!" After a long while, Jiang Huaijin shook his head in resignation. "Just a moment ago, I clearly saw two Source Crystal Jades pop out of this stone platform. They were emitting an incredibly dense Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. There’s no way I was mistaken!"

"I saw the Source Crystal Jades as well, and I sensed that incredibly dense Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. It makes no sense for them to just vanish into thin air."

Qin Hongbin was also completely bewildered. He turned to Mao Yong and asked,

"Lord Mao, you must have seen it too, right?"

Mao Yong had seen it, of course. But it didn’t take a genius to figure out that the two Source Crystal Jades had most likely been pocketed by Chen Cheng.

He was also quite curious. ’Just how did Chen Cheng manage to hide those two Source Crystal Jades so discreetly?’

Not even Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin, two powerful masters who had lived for nearly a century, could detect a thing!

But now was clearly not the time to dwell on that question.

Mao Yong knew one thing for a fact: what Chen Cheng managed to secretly pocket was his, and it was useless for anyone else to covet it.

His thoughts raced, and Mao Yong said with a serious expression, "The Blood Demon Scripture must have been an extremely important treasure to Wang Xuanjiu."

"He placed it on this ink-black stone platform, obviously confident that no one else could take it."

"Therefore, this ink-black stone platform must have some sort of trap. This is easy to tell from the faint Demonic Qi it emits..."

His long-winded explanation began to annoy Qin Hongbin, who waved a dismissive hand. "Lord Mao, get to the point!"

Only then did Mao Yong get straight to it. "The Demon Sect has many Dharma Gates that excel at confusing the mind. I suspect this stone platform has some unusual property."

"What we saw just now was likely an illusion manifested by the platform’s Demonic Qi!"

Hearing this, Qin Hongbin and Jiang Huaijin exchanged a look, their faces filled with suspicion. They then turned in unison to look at Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng’s expression was calm. He said coolly, "You two Patriarchs have seen the evidence of Wang Xuanjiu’s crimes with your own eyes. The matter is settled."

"I’ll leave this secret chamber for Lord Mao and you two to handle. I have other official business to attend to, so I’ll be taking my leave."

With that, Chen Cheng strode out of the secret chamber.

Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin were left staring blankly at each other.

They had come along hoping to profit from the Wang Family’s misfortune, to get a share of whatever treasures were found.

But aside from the blood pool and the stone platform, there was nothing else in the secret chamber. They had truly come all this way for nothing!

Unresigned, the two searched the area meticulously once more, turning the two stone rooms upside down, but they still found nothing.

"Let’s go. There should be some clues on the bodies of Wang Xuanjiu and Ghostly Wound."

Jiang Huaijin said, hurrying out of the secret chamber to meticulously search the corpses of Wang Xuanjiu and Ghostly Wound.

Searching for clues was a pretense; they were really after treasure. But after rummaging around for a long time, they found that the bodies of Wang Xuanjiu and Ghostly Wound were picked clean, as if they had just been robbed.

The only thing left was a skull, emanating a dense Yin Evil Qi, clutched tightly in Ghostly Wound’s hand.

But to them, this thing was completely useless!

"The young people these days... they’re really something else," Jiang Huaijin muttered.

Qin Hongbin gave a wry smile. "I’ve long heard of the name Fierce Ah Cheng. Today, I’ve finally witnessed it firsthand!"

"Venerable Patriarchs, what should we do next?" Mao Yong asked.

Jiang Huaijin shot him a sideways glance. "Lord Mao, as the City Guard Director, you should simply act impartially."

With that, he walked out of the forbidden area, looking quite disheartened.

Qin Hongbin glanced at Mao Yong, then followed after him.

"Old Jiang, should we go take a look at the Wang Family’s treasury?"

"What difference would it make whether we go or not?"

"Sigh... You’re right. It would make no difference at all."

...

Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin exchanged a few more words in low voices, then leaped onto the rooftops and headed back to their respective homes.

...

「In the secret chamber of the Wang Family’s assembly hall.」

Shen Mingyuan, Jiang Bohai, and Qin Qihong stared at a room full of gold, silver, and treasures, yet the expressions on their faces were extremely odd.

The three of them had secretly agreed beforehand to divide some of the treasures from the Wang Family’s vaults after entering the secret chamber, and then seal the rest to be handed over to their superiors.

This was an unspoken rule of the Jianghu.

But after seeing the treasures in the Wang Family’s vaults, the three of them had lost most of their interest.

They discovered that while the Wang Family’s vaults held a great deal of gold and silver—adding up to several million taels of patterned silver in total—

there were also innumerable Medicinal Materials and various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

However, very few of the items were truly worthy of their notice. If their three families were to divide the good stuff, there would be nothing left to hand over to their superiors.

Glancing at an empty box that still retained the lingering fragrance of a thousand-year-old medicine, Shen Mingyuan sighed softly.

"It seems the members of the Wang Family took quite a few top-tier treasures with them to the Great Wilderness Mountain Range."

Jiang Bohai and Qin Qihong exchanged a look and could only nod in resignation.

They knew, of course, that a certain important figure had already beaten them to the punch and plundered the Wang Family’s treasures.

No wonder Shen Mingyuan, that old fox, had been so kind as to invite their two families to enter the Wang Family’s treasury!