Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

I stood on the stone railing, watching Blind Jin being beaten in the distance. His old wounds hadn't healed yet, and new ones were added.

But I spat out a mouthful of blood and crawled toward Blind Jin. I didn't dare approach the door, and instead, I sprinted forward.

Blind Jin glanced at me and snorted, saying, "You brat, go open the door for me."

I wanted to rush to the blind Golden Body and refused, saying, "You were just struck! Didn't you lose already?"

Jin Leng hummed a tune indifferently and said, "I don't care; you must open this door for me. Otherwise, you're already dead."

I looked at the sword near my neck and angrily said, "Hey, I just saved you. Is this how you treat your friends?"

Jin Youyao let out a shrill cry, saying, "I don't care! If the door doesn't open, you'll die for me."

I looked at the sword near my neck, sighed helplessly, and said, "Fine, I'll give it a try."

As I stepped into the room, it was filled with books, paintings, and calligraphy, with two large boxes placed beside a pair of trees. Blind Jin strode to one of the wooden boxes and gently opened it, revealing all kinds of ancient artifacts. Furious, he slammed the box shut.

Then he opened the other box to check inside, revealing clothes. After searching extensively, Blind Jin threw the clothes to the ground in frustration. He mournfully said, "If it's not here, why isn't it here? Why isn't it here?"

Like a madman, Blind Jin scoured through the mess, while I picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and slowly backed away, as his hysterics inflicted another wound on me.

Just at that moment, everything seemed futile!

"Hand me the books on the shelves—those on the seventh and third tiers."

Looking at the crazed Blind Jin, I chuckled, saying, "Are you kidding? Brother, these folks are losing their minds! If I grab a book in front of him, he won't kill me, will he?"

"You think I'm kind? I think you're deluded."

Resigned, I slowly moved toward the bookshelf, cautiously keeping my back to him. Unexpectedly, Blind Jin from the Golden Age directly moved toward the hidden message behind me.

When I was still an insignificant pawn, I didn't sneak around. Blind Jin angrily twisted my hand, asking, "What are you holding?"

I slowly retracted the insurance scroll, placing my hand behind my back, and innocently said, "Nothing, I'm not carrying anything."

Blind Jin slowly approached me with a sword and said, "Why are you choosing to hide your hands behind your back? Show me your hands."

Blind Jin came closer and ordered soldiers to disperse, saying, "Forget it!" I felt the book in my hand vanish as a hand extended over my head.

The old frog said, "Why not? Let's take a look."

Blind Jin eyed me with suspicion, and I began to search his demeanor. Seeing no understanding, I doubtfully looked at him and asked, "If you don't understand, then why are you so nervous? Since I can't get what I want here, I'll say farewell for now. Are you still waiting for Li Qi?"

Afterward, Blind Jin spun away! Leaving the palace, I wanted to see Blind Jin outside. Quickly, I questioned the white-haired figure, "What do you mean by this? Who can preserve my book intact?"

The white-haired person snorted in amusement before haughtily saying, "This is my little game. If you succeed in the future, I'll teach you."

Later, an ethereal woman appeared in my hands like a mouse. I carefully controlled myself and looked at the object in my hand, curiously asking, "What does this mean? Why do you resemble two mice?"

"You used the method I taught you and Yin to enter here together."

According to Bai Qi's directions, I infused it into Yin Qi. Suddenly, the object straightened and overflowed from my fingertips. Pulling out the needle from my finger, I sucked in a breath and pointed at the blood, saying, "Don't you know the needle? Why didn't you warn me?"

"I do! But you mustn't question! Besides, I didn't expect you'd insert the needle into your palm!"

"Does the dragon require needles? Dragon beard?"

"Dragons merely need the name of the needle, but earthly dragons must be without locks to unlock themselves. Only useless tools can unlock these locks. You should go to the third floor and open them in the most fitting room."

I held the long needle and headed to the third floor, seeing three identical households. I slowly moved toward the middle room as Bai pointed out.

The needle entered the chain, clicking softly; the lock opened! Retrieving Yin, I inspected the curled dragon beard needle. A faint difference on his trousers caught my eye, and I smiled, saying, "This is a fine treasure. Let's prioritize this."

Gently pushing the door open, the room revealed itself before me. It resembled a reception hall. Slowly stepping inside, I observed everything around me—all made of bamboo. If we had arrived first, rather than the people in the palace, I would've crafted with this bamboo.

Curiously glancing at my surroundings, I asked, "If the palace holds such a bamboo chamber, then who dwells here?"

Only the white-haired voice in my mind urgently said, "Fetch the box on the table; bring me the purple one."

Looking up, I saw the box indeed. The table held stationary items and a rosewood box.

I carefully walked to the table, picked up the redwood box, and sniffed its scent—a fragrance of redwood. Curious about the box, I muttered, "What's inside? Why does it make you so anxious?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

From my mind, a voice shouted, "Be careful, be careful. Don't break my box."

From the rush in the voice, I knew the box must contain something crucial.

Blind Jin Dazhi pulled out a sword nearly a meter long and held the Yellow Spell, chanting incantations. I saw shadows appearing on Jin's blind body, which was tied to their childhood together by the spell.

I watched as he emerged from Blind Jin's body. I remembered him uttering something with those Yellow spells.

"Separate."

Turning to glance back, I charged forward and grabbed the redwood box, retreating hurriedly. After taking a few steps, I paused and looked toward the sword-wielding Blind Jin.

Blind Jin repeatedly demanded of me, "Hand over the box in your hand."

I shook my head, gripping the box tightly, shouting back, "If you dare to step closer, I'll toss this letter!"

Blind Jin and Bai Tong advised, "Don't. Don't wager it."

Laughing, I eyed the blind Jin I wanted to rush past. Slowly, I opened the box, revealing its underside. A ruby lay firmly inside. I reached out to grasp the ruby.

When the treasure sparkled in the sunlight, the wise ones noticed a tiny red bird swimming within the gem.

I thought as I held the gemstone, asking, "What is this ruby?"

Upon seeing the red treasure, Blind Jin overflowed with joy, repeating again and again. Excitedly, Blind Jin said, "Hand me the treasure in your grip. I'll give you anything you desire."

I ignored Blind Jin's cheerful demeanor, focusing instead on Paula's matters.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Blind Jin eagerly exclaimed, "The treasure in your hands is the legendary Phoenix Stone! It cures old ailments, grants life to the phoenix, and transcends life and death. Ask for any amount of money; I'll give it to you!"

I gently tossed the stone in my hand, and Blind Jin said, "This object is far more valuable than money. With it, I can wield techniques, cure diseases, and heal my hand! Do you think I'd still lack money to beg for if I had this?"

Hearing my reply, Blind Jin's jubilant expression darkened. The sword in his hand clanked as he loudly declared, "Since you won't cooperate willingly, don't blame us for resorting to theft!"