Legend of The Young Master Chapter 67: Visiting Gao

After the last and main guard disappeared, all his things fell on the ground. Among the things was an old-looking key.

The Luyao were an old school clan - they kept things simple. For example, when it ca to keeping their clan's gold and treasures, they kept it behind the most secured hidden chamber of the fort. They called it the treasure chamber, and only two people kept the key - the main guard and Congming.

The main guard was one of the most reliable mbers of the clan. Congming could not be bothered every ti anyone needed gold or silver for so trade for the clan, so all they needed was permission, and the main guard could provide them with the gold and silver the clan needed.

Wuyi went deep inside quietly. After walking through a few more narrow chambers, he ca up to a wall in the deepest part of the fort, a solid thing that looked simple but was very carefully built.

With hands covered by Qi, he felt along the wall until he found a small, hidden hole for the key. If you could not manipulate Qi, you might not have been able to figure out the opening.

When he turned the key, it clicked so loudly it was like it echoed through the chamber behind him. The wall cracked open, showing a door that no one would have figured out was there.

The door opened with a squeak, showing the Luyao clan's treasure chamber.

Wuyi lit up all the torches in the treasure chamber.

It was a big space - once torches were lit, it was glowing with the light from gold taels. There were so statues and a few other things made of jade. Quite a sum of silver taels too, and also so jewels twinkled in the light of the torches. He also found so precious tals such as teorite iron that his father had co looking for.

But Wuyi didn't care for all that shine; he was searching for sothing much more important.

In a dark corner, he found a small bag. It was made of a strange cloth that seed to pull in the light, with unique patterns on it if you looked closely. Right next to it, there was a ring that looked important. It had old symbols around it and a stone that did not seem special.

Wuyi touched the bag and then put the ring on his finger. Qi surged from him and then imprinted both the items.

First, he checked the ring. The ring opened up to a space so big it could hold half of the treasures in the chamber and contained around 100 low-grade spirit stones and a few precious cultivation manuals.

This was the first ti Wuyi was seeing spirit stones.

Each stone, though resembling a common stone in shape and size, was distinguished by its unique, chalky texture that gave it an untouched appearance. Unlike regular gems or stones that might gleam with a polished surface, these Spirit Stones had a matte finish, their surfaces rough and slightly irregular, as if carved directly from the essence of nature itself.

Upon closer inspection, one could see the faint, swirling patterns across their surfaces, a visual representation of the dense concentration of natural Qi contained within. These patterns seed to move, ever so slightly, as if alive with the spiritual energy pulsing through them.

The stones emitted a soft, almost imperceptible glow, not from any external light source but from the Qi that filled them to the brim. This glow gave the stones an otherworldly presence.

Holding a Spirit Stone in hand, Wuyi could feel the raw energy emanating from it, a tangible force that buzzed against his skin. The Qi within was potent and pure, a direct connection to the elental forces of the universe. These stones were not just rare treasures; they were condensed essences of heaven and earth, capable of enhancing cultivation, healing, and even powering artifacts.

The dense amount of natural Qi held together within these chalky stones made them invaluable to cultivators. Wuyi's statues greedily demanded the energy from the stones. Except for the Statue of Knowledge, which was suggesting to keep them for tis when he is in trouble and lacking energy.

Wuyi felt every day he learned sothing new about his statues; for example, today, he realized except for the Statue of Knowledge, all of his statues were gluttons. He had just fed them plenty. They still demanded more. Wuyi decided to ignore the demands of the statues and looked in the bag that was beside that ring.

The bag was just as special, with bottles of pills lined up inside, and so cultivation manuals were too. The space in the storage bag was larger than the ring; it was the size of a room.

Wuyi focused and used his Qi to make all the gold, jewels, and precious things disappear into the ring and the bag. Soon, the room was empty. The great wealth of the Luyao, gathered over hundreds of years, was now in his hands.

Satisfied with what he had done, Wuyi walked out of the room. The only sound was his footsteps, leaving no hint of the big theft he had just pulled off. Carrying the clan's riches, he stepped back into the night.

He moved around the fort until he finally arrived at the chamber where Gao resided. With a deft touch, he snuck in, his movents as silent as a whisper.

Inside, Gao was not asleep but deep in ditation, his posture rigid and his eyes closed. Wuyi quietly took out a pouch of powder and blew it towards Gao. This was concentrated sleeping powder. If he wanted, he could consu him right now, but that would not pay the debt that Gao owed. Wuyi needed closure and satisfaction for his petty mind too. The powder mixed in the air slowly moved towards Gao.

After so ti, Gao opened his eyes, there was a frown on his face. He was for so reason feeling erratic and he was not able to ditate. Then suddenly, he felt sleepy, lazy as if soone was controlling his mind. Wuyi had attacked from two directions.

While the concentrated powder worked, Wuyi had used the Statue of Harmony to control his emotions, after consuming so many living beings the statues had ample energy.