Chapter 78

"Big Brother, something has happened!"

In the secret room at the back of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, Guan Canghai said with a serious expression.

At the head of the room, an elder with a similar appearance to him was sitting cross-legged on a mat. He suddenly opened his eyes, and two piercing rays of light shot out, as he coldly said, "You're not a young man anymore, yet you still panic like this. What kind of decorum is this?"

This person was none other than the owner of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion—Guan Cangshan.

"The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun have been killed by someone!"

Guan Canghai reached into his storage bag at his waist and took out four or five spirit weapons that shimmered with a radiant light, which were exactly the items Li Chen had taken earlier.

"How is this possible? Even I couldn't kill all thirteen of them at once!"

Guan Cangshan glanced at them and exclaimed in shock.

"At first, I didn't believe it either, but the person produced many special treasures belonging to the Thirteen Thieves, leaving me no choice but to believe it!"

Guan Canghai then recounted everything that had happened in the front hall.

"Good, Second Brother, you've done well. For so many years, we've been selling information to the Thirteen Thieves, and they've held many of our secrets. If the sect finds out, they won't spare us. This is a good opportunity to eliminate them all at once!

The problem now is whether this group knows about our relationship with the Thirteen Thieves."

Guan Cangshan pondered for a long time and then clapped his hands in approval.

"It's unlikely. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come here to sell the treasures. Big Brother, from the aura I sensed from that person, although it was condensed, it's definitely not strong enough to kill Yun Zhonglong. I believe he must have accomplices.

So, I think we should spread the news to lure the remaining members of the Thirteen Thieves to seek revenge, and then have the city lord's forces eliminate them all!"

Guan Canghai said coldly.

"Right, Yun Zhonglong broke through to the peak of the True Forging Realm at the beginning of the year, and even I couldn't do anything to him. However, if there's anything that could harm us, it might fall into the hands of the city lord."

Guan Cangshan's white eyebrows furrowed, and he said with some concern.

"That is a problem. Duan Yuanchang has always wanted to control the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Who doesn't know how profitable it is? He wouldn't let it go even if he became the city lord!"

Guan Canghai pondered for a moment and saw the issue.

"Hehe, isn't there someone in the sect who has a deep-seated grudge against the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun?"

Guan Cangshan laughed coldly, a cunning look in his eyes.

"Big Brother, you mean—"

Guan Canghai's eyes lit up, as if he had an idea.

"Yes, him. Every time the sect besieges the Thirteen Thieves, he goes, but they always escape. It's said that he has already reached the peak of the True Forging Realm, and his strength is definitely above Yun Zhonglong's!"

Guan Cangshan nodded.

"Big Brother, you don't mean—"

Guan Canghai's expression suddenly became serious, his pupils narrowing, and he made a cutting motion across his neck.

"Hmph, a man who isn't ruthless can't be a true hero!"

Guan Cangshan's face twisted in a sinister manner, making him look terrifying and eerie in the dimly lit secret room.

"Have you heard? In half a month, the Treasure Gathering Pavilion will hold an auction, and the famous spirit weapons of the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun will be up for sale!"

"Tch, who doesn't know about that? It's all over the place!"

"Haha, it's truly a joy to the heart. The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun have been a scourge in the Ancient Cang Mountains for years, and even the Xuan Yun Sect couldn't do anything about them. I wonder who managed to kill them!"

"Indeed!"

Time passed quickly, and in a few days, the entire Songyang City was in a frenzy. News of the auction that was about to start spread through the streets and alleys.

The low-ranking martial artists were all overjoyed. The fall of the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun had removed a major threat from their minds.

A young man with a weasel-like appearance, surrounded by four or five others, was pushing and pulling people around, looking extremely arrogant.

A thin, ragged youth, wearing a tattered robe and with disheveled hair, seemed not to notice them and bumped into him.

"Oops, sorry, sorry, sir!"

This person seemed to have low cultivation and fell to the ground, hurriedly begging for mercy.

"Damn, don't you have eyes?"

Several guards rushed over and were about to beat him.

"Wait!"

After being hit a few times, the weasel-like youth slowly stopped them, a drooling smile on his face. "There are too many people here. Let's talk inside."

The guards, though surprised, still carried the youth into a nearby alley without hesitation.

The onlookers shook their heads, but no one went to inquire when they heard the cries for mercy and screams coming from inside the alley.

After a while, the weasel-like youth and the guards emerged from the alley, leaving with a carefree air.

What caught everyone's attention was the white jade folding fan in the weasel-like youth's hand, which glowed with a faint white light, clearly a spirit weapon.

Those who recognized the weasel-like youth knew he was the young master of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion—Guan Shubei. They all marveled at the wealth and power of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

As people watched Guan Shubei leave, no one noticed the cold light in the eyes of the ragged youth standing in the alley.

After another ten days, the bustling street in the southern part of Songyang City, where the Treasure Gathering Pavilion was located, was teeming with people, with several times more people than usual.

There was no other reason; today was the day of the highly anticipated Treasure Gathering Pavilion auction.

It was worth noting that such a large-scale auction was held only once a year by the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, and it was rare for a Core Formation Realm expert to attend.

"Look, that emblem looks like the Luo family's caravan from Luofang City!"

Suddenly, the crowd stirred as a majestic horse team galloped over, causing many martial artists to make way.

"Purple Luo Sword Seal, no mistake, it's the Luo family's caravan!"

"High-grade Xuan-stage sword technique, Purple Luo Sword Art, created by the Luo family's ancestor and passed down for nearly a thousand years. This ancestor was once a peak Core Formation Realm expert!"

"Indeed, I heard that the Luo family now has a Core Formation Realm expert as their guardian!"

The Luo family's horse team came straight to the three-story building next to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Dozens of people dismounted, led by a young man who was handsome and composed, with a purple sheathed sword at his waist, looking exceptionally impressive.

"Wow, it's actually Luo Xingyun. He's said to be the most promising genius of the Luo family to inherit the title of Purple Luo Swordsman. He's only twenty-one years old and is already a late-stage True Forging Realm expert!"

The crowd was filled with exclamations.

"More people are coming, it's the Northfield family's blade seal!"

"Amazing, the Northfield family and the Luo family are known as the twin families of blades and swords in the Xuan Yun Sect's territory, facing each other in the north and south, both first-rate families with Core Formation Realm experts as their guardians!"

"Unbelievable, this Treasure Gathering Pavilion auction has attracted them all. It seems there must be some rare treasures!"

"Wow, the Gu family from Gucheng!"

In the Xuan Yun Sect's territory, out of the 108 main cities, only half were controlled by the Xuan Yun Sect, while the rest were under the control of various families.

Without exception, these families had one or two Core Formation Realm experts as their guardians, and some even had more. However, none of them dared to openly oppose the sect.

This was the power of the sect!