Treasure Trove Boy

Although Da Wu lowered her voice, no one else spoke, and it was very quiet, so her words were clearly heard by many people.

"Exploded?!" Upon hearing this, Zhong Qing's vision went black, and she almost fainted. She was completely disoriented, her mind was in a daze, and her face was ashen.

Wang Xuan immediately threw his coat over and covered Little Zhong with it.

Fortunately, this place was near Reed Pond and there was no one else around. Zhong Qing had her back to the onlookers and wasn't worried about any embarrassing incident that had just occurred.

Da Wu and Zhong Qing were fierce rivals in private, and they almost came to blows every time they met. Having suffered several setbacks, Da Wu immediately went over to express his "sympathy".

As she passed by, she glanced at Wang Xuan with obvious admiration, her eyes practically radiating praise, "Well done, Little Wang!"

Little Zhong's eyes were lifeless, and she felt an unbearable pain in her chest. She was already deeply mired in despair, and when she saw Da Wu walking over, she became even more resentful.

"It's alright, it can't get much worse," Da Wu comforted him, though his words were incredibly sharp.

Then, she quickly lifted the coat and took a serious look at it.

Da Wu was very disappointed. It turned out that Little Wang had shown mercy and only destroyed some of the clothes, without actually destroying the troublesome Little Zhong.

She sighed, "This already impoverished place has become even more barren."

Zhong Qing was furious when she heard this. Her eyes were blazing with anger, and she wanted nothing more than to kick Da Wu into the Reed Pond. In their usual confrontations and private battles, she had always had the upper hand, but today she was in so much pain that she wanted to cry.

Da Wu's arrival deeply affected her. Zhong Qing began to regain some of her composure and looked down at the "cruel reality," only to see Wang Xuan's blood-stained coat thrown on her.

How could Little Zhong stand seeing this? She rolled her eyes and leaned back. She was still somewhat dazed and didn't realize it was someone else's coat.

The old man, who was holding Zhong Qing to keep her from collapsing to the ground, glared at Little Zhong, the "black best friend" who had stabbed him in the back.

He snorted coldly, pinched Zhong Qing's philtrum, and at the same time scanned the surroundings, warning everyone not to talk nonsense and preventing Da Wu from getting any closer.

Qing Mu, wiping away cold sweat in the distance, thought to himself, "This is bad. Can Old Chen handle this?" The girl's life was incredibly tragic, ending in bloodshed. Old Chen would probably have a headache too.

Sure enough, Ancestor Wang wasn't so easy to control! Qing Mu sighed, then quickly took a picture to inform Old Chen.

In an instant, Little Zhong woke up and saw Da Wu right in front of her, and then she saw Little Wang standing opposite her, who was known for punching people through their chests. Her emotions fluctuated wildly.

"It's alright!" the old man quickly reassured her. Although he couldn't see it, he sensed at the last moment that the young man had stopped in time and couldn't have hurt her.

When Little Zhong saw Da Wu smiling, she quickly calmed down and regained her composure. She recognized whose coat it was and realized that nothing "serious" had happened. She immediately wanted to throw the coat away, but after glancing at the people around her, she had no choice but to hold onto the coat that smelled of a man.

She hurried away; she couldn't stay there any longer, it was too embarrassing for her. She figured if word got back to New Star, her friends and sisters would be talking about it. Especially with Wu Yin, that big mouth, there, she'd definitely spread it around the world, making it a real black mark on her past.

"Wu Yin, let's have a talk." She called out to Wu Yin as she left, determined to pay a price to shut up her rival.

The old man quickly followed, fearing the two would start fighting halfway.

Wang Xuan didn't say anything. The more he explained, the more awkward it would become. He didn't care; Old Chen would handle everything. He only lost a coat.

"Little Zhong, you're amazing. Little Wang is known for his 'Chest-Exploding Kick' and 'Chest-Shattering Hand.' You're the only one who withstood it all unscathed; you're definitely tougher than a steel plate!"

On the way, Zhong Qing almost got into a fight with Da Wu. Luckily, the old man followed her, otherwise a bloody incident between wealthy heiresses would have been inevitable.

"Alright, don't be angry anymore, I apologize." Da Wu leaned closer and walked further and further away from Zhong Qing. His last words could be faintly heard. "I just checked, it's not a bad thing. For you, swelling is a beauty treatment!"

These words were too harsh. With Wang Xuan's keen hearing, he naturally heard them. Even he felt that the Da Wu was extremely lethal today, and it was as if they wanted to wipe them out completely.

Inevitably, the two women actually started fighting. Zhong Qing suffered a great loss at Wu Yin's hands for the first time and couldn't stand her, wishing she could get rid of her immediately.

The young man standing among the fragments of the Super Material Armor stood up. He was incredibly young, only about sixteen years old, with a pretty face and bright eyes. He looked at Wang Xuan as if he had seen a "rare treasure".

Wang Xuan realized that this was someone from the Zhong family; otherwise, Zhong Qing and the old man wouldn't have been so anxious to save them.

He had to take it seriously. The financial backing of the conglomerate was too deep. A sixteen-year-old boy was already considered a master.

"My name is Zhong Cheng." The young man introduced himself, somewhat shyly, wanting to learn Old Arts from Wang Xuan and ask him how to get into the zone as quickly as possible and master those complex and powerful physical techniques.

The Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands is a collection of the Zhong family. Zhong Cheng knows very well that this is a physical technique left behind by Zhang Daoling. It is extremely difficult to master, and the old man just now studied it for many years before he succeeded.

Upon hearing the name Zhong Cheng, Wang Xuan immediately thought of Qin Cheng. He wondered how Qin Cheng was doing in New Moon, assuming that there were Great Medicine there, and that Qin Cheng must be experiencing both pain and pleasure recently.

"I was just practicing casually." Wang Xuan turned around, preparing to leave, not wanting to have any more contact with the boy.

Nearby, many people felt uneasy upon hearing this. What level of scripture was the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands Technique? It was one of the most famous protective techniques of Daoism!

"My family has many rare and secret manuals, and those rooms are almost overflowing with them. Many of the scriptures are more complex and profound than the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, and no one has ever been able to master them." Zhong Cheng's youthful face radiated youthful brilliance, filled with longing and hope. He said, "If you can teach me the tricks so that I can quickly master those profound scriptures, I can bring you a few top-level secret manuals that have been lost for many years."

Many people around were shocked when they heard this. Who didn't know about the Zhong family's collection? One scroll of two complete Golden Bamboo Slip from the pre-Qin period was in their house, not to mention the other classics. There were so many, all of them "famous works"!

Some people were looking at him with admiration; he was simply a hidden gem!

But many people scoffed, thinking, "Do you think the Zhong family's things are so easy to take?"

Wang Xuan paused briefly, but then continued walking. He knew very well that the boy's clear eyes and slightly shy demeanor were probably just an act.

He didn't believe that a young man from such a complicated family could be so naive. He guessed that although he was young, he was ambitious, but trying to imitate Old Chen's fishing? He was still too green.

He had no intention of obtaining any scriptures from the boy; it was unrealistic. Even if he could subdue the boy, the Zhong family would never allow the various powerful scriptures they had collected to circulate outside.

So he didn't intend to waste the effort, and politely nodded, saying, "Okay, next time you come to see me, bring two powerful secret manuals that surpass the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, so we can verify and exchange knowledge with each other."

The boy noticed his perfunctory attitude and came over to whisper, "Don't worry about my sister. She's always been reasonable, and I'll talk to her too."

Wang Xuan glanced at him. Who was the Ancestor Wang? Would he be afraid of your sister? Old Chen was under his command, was enough to solve everything! He said calmly, "Have your sister wash the clothes and return them to me!"

The boy is in a daze!

After seeing this, Qing Mu felt that Little Wang was too much of a jerk, as if he thought the trouble he had caused was too small, and tried his best to increase the difficulty for Old Chen.

"You're not trying to get my sister's attention on purpose, are you?" Zhong Cheng chased after him and whispered, "If you let me master the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands and another pre-Qin secret manual called the Longevity Scripture, I can help you. For example, I can give you my sister's own private collection of photos."

"This kid's got some nerve!" Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Next time, bring me some secret techniques!"

Then he left, thinking to himself that he would find an opportunity to "teach" this kid a lesson. He was severely lacking in social experience and still wanted to scheme against Ancestor Wang? He was too green!

Many people around him made way for him. Little Wang is now absolutely awe-inspiring. This is a real achievement. The strength he has shown is far more terrifying than when he was on the Pamir Plateau!

People believe that he deliberately kept a low profile last time, but now he stepped forward without hesitation when Old Chen was critically ill. He is simply an enhanced version of Chen Yongjie in his youth.

In Zhong Qing's room, after changing her clothes, she was still angry. Wearing high heels, she stomped on Wang Xuan's coat, poking many holes in the floor with her heels.

Da Wu lay sprawled on the sofa, one hand supporting his chin, the other swirling a crystal-clear wine glass. He took a small sip and said, "Alright, don't be angry. If you have any ambition, don't argue with me about this person. Because you know, our family really needs a master of Old Arts like him to join the expedition team in an emergency. But speaking of which, he's really performed quite well. He's a real gem for his age. He can kill powerful enemies and even dared to fight Little Zhong, hehe!"

Zhong Qing sneered and said, "Wu Yin, don't overthink it. He's already hit me, why wouldn't he join my expedition team? That's unreasonable!"

"If you argue with me, I'll go to the New Star Academy and tell them about your dark history!"

"I'm not afraid. I have your dirty secrets too. Last time you got kicked in the butt and fell into the lake in a sorry state, my men filmed it!"

"Little Zhong!"

Old Chen was very uneasy in the hospital room. He had received a report from Qing Mu that Little Wang had even disemboweled members of the Zhong family, which made him really restless. If he waited any longer, would Ancestor Wang ascend to heaven and start killing members of the wealthy elite one after another?

Thinking of the Zhong family, he inevitably thought of his master, who had disappeared for thirty years in the blink of an eye because of a "Mysterious Contact".

Old Chen sighed, quite saddened. Could his master still appear? Back then, his master, along with the Zhong family and Relevant Departments, had cooperated, but the result was heavy losses, with a large number of experts in the field of Old Arts being lost.

During that Mysterious Contact, two of the Zhong family's Super Battleship were swallowed up in succession, which terrified the most suicidal Old Zhong — Zhong Yong.

Wang Xuan returned and said, "Old Chen, I've solved your problem. Now you should also help me resolve the various troubles I'm facing at New Star. By the way, keep an eye out tonight. Don't let Great Grandmaster or even the top figure in the New Arts Domain infiltrate the manor and start a massacre."

In the end, he became serious. It wasn't impossible. How could the other side only have these tactics? Right now, they were probably just testing the waters, seeing what was really going on and seeing how deep the water was.

"I'm afraid no one will come; if one comes, none of them will be able to leave!" Old Chen's Killing Intent was revealed.

"Old Chen, I'm about to leave. Don't you have anything you want to say to me?" Wang Xuan asked.

Old Chen smiled and said, "What do you want to know? Mysterious Contact or the classification of realms in the Old Arts?"

Wang Xuan's eyes widened immediately. Mysterious Contact? He had never asked this question before, and his old colleague was now throwing it out at him, clearly trying to seduce him. It was seriously immoral!