Interested

After Yun Zishan left, the Interrogation Room fell quiet, leaving only Yang Ning and Xu Yinyin.

Xu Yinyin curiously examined the VR Goggles and headphones scattered across the floor. She bent down to pick them up, but Yang Ning was quick to stop her. "Don't touch them. They're stained with blood. They're dirty."

The girl's hand hovered in midair. She looked up at Yang Ning, her eyes full of curiosity. "You... where did all these things come from? I've never seen such strange objects."

Yang Ning picked up a rag from nearby and wiped the blood from his hands. His tone was calm. "They're all goods from my shop."

"Your shop? Could it be that 'Myriad Things Come'?"

Yang Ning looked at her in surprise. "You've heard of it?"

"Of course!" Xu Yinyin nodded repeatedly, her eyes brimming with excitement. "Senior Disciple Brother has mentioned it lots of times. He said 'Myriad Things Come' is full of all sorts of strange and wonderful things. The other senior brothers and sisters talk about it all the time, too. They say things like 'Long live the Incense Sect,' and that you're the Incense Sect's leader. I've wanted to go see it for ages, but Master keeps such a close eye on my training that I've never found the chance."

Yang Ning's eyelid twitched. He waved a hand and said, "Don't listen to their nonsense. I've never been the leader of any Incense Sect."

As he spoke, he walked out of the Interrogation Room, and Xu Yinyin hurried after him.

"By the way, are all the things in your shop this unusual?" Xu Yinyin trotted to keep pace with Yang Ning, her voice eager.

"More or less. You probably haven't seen most of them."

Xu Yinyin's eyes lit up even more. "Then are the things you sell expensive?"

"That depends on what you want to buy." Seeing a potential customer, Yang Ning patiently explained, "The cheapest things are Sweet Water for a few hundred Tongbao. As for the expensive ones..." He raised the Tablet Computer in his hand. "Something like this costs over a hundred Spirit Stones."

"Oh, oh." Xu Yinyin nodded, only half understanding. Then she remembered something else. "So where do you get all your goods?"

Yang Ning stopped and gave her his standard answer to that question. "It's a secret."

With that, he turned and continued walking.

Xu Yinyin remembered what Yun Zishan had told her on her first day in the sect: the Cultivation World was vast, filled with countless extraordinary people, and the world was so big that it held every kind of wonder.

Although the Sword Sect was one of the Top Two Under Heaven and stood at the heart of the Cultivation World, the distant Eastern Wasteland was home to the legendary Dragon Clan, while the Southern Ridge had people who were half human and half beast. The Western Desert held ancient ruins left behind from antiquity, scattered with all sorts of tools and Treasure Tools that no one had ever seen or knew how to use.

So one should never grow arrogant just because one had an exceptional talent for cultivation.

I guess the things he sells come from ruins in the Western Desert, and he just happens to know how to use them.

"Whoa!"

Distracted, Xu Yinyin walked straight into Yang Ning, who had suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing~"

Yang Ning had reached the stairs leading to the underground passage. Facing the pitch-black tunnel, he had come to a halt.

Xu Yinyin covered her forehead and leaned forward to look. Fine beads of sweat were forming on Yang Ning's brow.

"You..."

Yang Ning took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's nothing. I'm just a little tired. I don't feel quite right."

Xu Yinyin thought nothing of it. She grabbed Yang Ning's arm and lightly stepped forward. The two of them rose straight into the air.

Yang Ning squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the wind whip past his ears.

Before long, he felt his feet touch the ground. He let out a long breath, trying to steady his rapid breathing and pounding heart.

When Yang Ning opened his eyes—

"Damn!"

Xu Yinyin's face was practically pressed against his. Yang Ning jumped back in fright, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "What are you doing?!"

The girl lightly brushed the hair by her ear and gave him a mischievous smile. "Nothing. I just think your skin looks pretty good. How do you take care of it?"

Yang Ning collected himself, let out a long breath, and slowly relaxed.

He lowered his hands. "I've got something for taking care of your face. It's called a Face Mask. Come to my shop next time, and I'll give you ten percent off."

Xu Yinyin rolled her eyes at him. "Hey, I brought you up here. You should at least give me forty percent off. Ten percent is way too stingy!"

Yang Ning: "Twenty percent off."

Xu Yinyin: "Fifty percent off!"

Yang Ning: "Thirty percent off."

Xu Yinyin: "Forty percent off!"

Yang Ning: "Full price."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xu Yinyin hurriedly waved her hands. "Thirty percent off, then. It's a deal!" She pouted and complained, "You keep raising the price. Why can't you take a joke?"

Yang Ning looked at the mischievous girl, smiled helplessly, shook his head, and walked out of Zhaoyu Tower. Xu Yinyin hurried after him.

"Come with me." Xu Yinyin moved to Yang Ning's side. "Master ordered me to take you to the accounts office to withdraw a hundred Spirit Stones. Follow me!"

At that moment, commotion rose from all over the Law Enforcement Hall. Yun Zishan was conducting a full-scale search for the Undercover Agent.

She first searched the rooms of several female disciples she trusted, and after confirming there were no Magic Stones, she ordered them to continue searching the other disciples. The rest of the disciples were gathered on the Training Ground, where Yun Zishan personally watched over them as they waited for her trusted disciples to search their rooms.

The disciples making their rounds saw Xu Yinyin leading a stranger along, but not one of them came over to question them. After all, as the Hall Master's personal disciple, her status was different from everyone else's.