Black Rock City is located on a vast black rock formation, hence the city's name.
This place is rich in a mineral called "obsidian", which is hard in texture and is an excellent material for making weapons and armor.
The force attached to Chu Feng is "Obsidian Gang" who controls nearly 30% of the obsidian veins of Black Rock City.
The leader of the gang, Yan Lie, is nicknamed "Black Baleful Palm". Seventh Rank is at his peak cultivation level and has unparalleled palm power. He has a fierce reputation in the Black Rock City area.
Fang Han entered the city and was not in a hurry to take action.
He seemed to be wandering around the city casually, but in fact he had clearly understood the location of Obsidian Gang's general helm and the surrounding environment.
After experiencing the successive thefts of Iron Fist Gang and Ding Clan, Chu Feng must have strictly ordered his subordinates to strengthen their vigilance, and Yan Lie must have responded.
Sure enough, he observed that the Obsidian Gang chief rudder patrols at an extremely high frequency.
"The defense is really tight..."
Fang Han glanced at the gangsters with alert eyes and strong breaths, and sneered in his heart.
Ordinary sixth-grade warriors would be unable to sneak in silently when faced with such a battle.
But for him, this level of vigilance is just a little more trouble.
He found a deserted corner, put on his mask, and moved <Myriad Transformation Breath Concealment Technique> to the Mastery Realm. He seemed to have become an incorporeal Shadowveil.
<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> unfolded, its figure flashed, and its speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. It easily crossed the high wall and fell into the courtyard.
He did not go directly to the main building of Yan Lie, but first dived near the warehouse of Obsidian Gang.
The warehouse door was locked, and there were eight well-dressed men guarding the door. The leader had the cultivation level Grade Eight.
The corner of Fang Han's mouth was slightly hooked, and he flashed around to the side of the warehouse. With Internal Qi in his fingertips, he lightly scratched the hard wall, and a hole was carved in the wall.
Sneaking into the warehouse, there were many boxes containing obsidian raw materials stacked inside. In the corner, several brand-new iron boxes caught Fang Han's attention.
"Recharge."
Fang Han reached out and touched the boxes containing obsidian, and filled the boxes with obsidian into System Panel.
[Possessed Wealth:3.665 million silver]→[Possessed Wealth:3.821 million silver]
The total value of these obsidian stones is close to 160,000.
The reason why he came to the warehouse was to focus on these obsidian. After all, System Panel can Recharge not only gold and silver, but also everything of value.
"I wonder what's in these boxes?"
Fang Han looked at several boxes with seals on them.
He took off the seal of one of the boxes and opened it to see that there were neatly arranged gold and silver ingots inside.
The number is not small, but it is far less than the entire accumulation of one power.
"I actually transferred some of my money here..."
After thinking for a moment, Fang Han guessed the reason. It must be that Yan Lie had stored some of his belongings here in order to avoid all theft.
He was not polite, and with a thought, Recharge.
[Possessed Wealth:3.821 million silver]→[Possessed Wealth:4.1 million silver]
There are nearly 280,000 taels in total.
He quickly exited the warehouse and turned his attention to the obsidian main building, which was the most heavily guarded building.
Around the main building, there are not only bright sentries, but also several auras lurking in the darkness, all above Grade Eight.
Fang Han held his breath and concentrated, pushing Body Movement and the breath gathering technique to the extreme. Like a real ghost, he shuttled through the gaps in the strict guards.
In a room, there is a middle-aged warrior with a strong aura. This middle-aged warrior should be Yan Lie who has the peak cultivation level of Seventh Rank.
"Whoops!"
Fang Han quickly dodged into the house. <Myriad Transformation Breath Concealment Technique> He was completely breathless.
Before Yan Lie could react, he knocked Yan Lie unconscious with his hand instead of his sword.
For him who is already in the late sixth level, it is not difficult to knock out a Seventh Rank warrior silently, even if it is a Seventh Rank peak warrior.
"The secret room is most likely located in this room!"
After being reminded by Chu Feng, Yan Lie chose to stay in this room, most likely because the secret room was in this room.
Fang Han searched the room carefully and found an extremely hidden mechanism in the room.
After opening, the stone slabs on the ground slide open, revealing a downward secret passage.
At the end of the secret passage, there is a small stone room, with more than twenty boxes neatly stacked inside, filled with gold, silver and jewelry, and the light is dazzling.
"This is the true essence of Obsidian Gang!"
Fang Han Without any hesitation, Recharge.
[Possessed Wealth:4.1 million silver]→[Possessed Wealth:5.12 million silver]
Get another 1.02 million!
Added up before and after, the total harvest is close to 1.5 million.
Fang Han quickly exited the secret passage, just as he came, and left Obsidian Gang's general helm quietly.
The whole process was neat and tidy, without disturbing any guards.
Flowing Spring City.
This city is famous for its hot springs all over the city. The power attached to Chu Feng is "Hundred Herbs Hall" who is engaged in medicinal materials business.
The hall masters Sun Wanqing and Seventh Rank have advanced cultivation and cautious temperament.
After Fang Han entered the city, he discovered that Hundred Herbs Hall's alert method was different from Obsidian Gang's.
Sun Wanqing did not deploy a large number of manpower. Instead, the important people in the hall lived together. The core area was brightly lit and patrolled by several mastiff dogs with sensitive sense of smell.
In addition, Fang Han was keenly aware that there seemed to be some simple traps arranged in the Hundred Herbs Hall.
"I have some thoughts."
Fang Han didn't take it seriously and sneaked in easily.
He avoided the mastiffs and relied on his superb Body Movement to bypass the trap and directly find Sun Wanqing's study.
Sun Wanqing did not fall asleep, but paced anxiously in the study, obviously disturbed by the bad news that came one after another.
Fang Han followed suit and sneaked in from the window, knocking Sun Wanqing unconscious with lightning speed.
In the study, Fang Han discovered the entrance to the secret room.
"Recharge!"
[Possessed Wealth:5.12 million silver]→[Possessed Wealth:6.665 million silver].
This time we harvested more than 1.5 million taels!
Redwater City.
The person who relies on Chu Feng here is "Canal Gang" who controls water transportation.
The gang leaders Hong Tianba and Seventh Rank are at their peak and have strong personalities.
After receiving the warning from Chu Feng, Hong Tianba took the most direct approach - he gathered most of the gang's elite around the secret warehouse where the property was hidden, and he personally took charge, threatening to confront the thieves head-on.
The warehouse is located in a remote warehouse near the Redwater River. It is as tightly guarded as an iron barrel.
Fang Han did not attack after observing.
He chose to disguise himself as a porter and sneak into the warehouse at dusk, when the disciples of Canal Gang were changing their posts and people were feeling a little relaxed.
Then, with the help of <Myriad Transformation Breath Concealment Technique>, he lurked near the warehouse like a shadow.
After Hong Tianba temporarily left the warehouse door for some reason, Fang Han suddenly started to activate!
<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> As fast as lightning, he rushed into the warehouse in an instant.
There were several good players in the warehouse, but Fang Han's sword did not come out of its sheath, and he knocked them out instantly just by pointing to the wind and the shadow of his palm.
In the center of the warehouse, dozens of heavy wooden boxes are piled up.
Fang Han I didn't have time to take a closer look, my mind was racing.
"Recharge! Recharge! Recharge!"
The boxes disappeared one after another.
[Possessed Wealth: 6.665 million silver] → [Possessed Wealth: 7.155 million silver] → [Possessed Wealth: 7.655 million silver] → [Possessed Wealth: 8.555 million silver]!
The total wealth was finally fixed at 8,555,000 taels!
With just one more robbery, we should be able to break through the tens of millions mark and unlock the seventh level Talent Amplification!
Fang Han suppressed the excitement in his heart. Before Hong Tianba returned, he had escaped from the warehouse like blue smoke and disappeared into the vast night.
True Transmission Courtyard, Chu Feng's Courtyard.
The study room was in a mess, with precious porcelain fragments and torn calligraphy and paintings scattered all over the floor.
Chu Feng's chest was heaving violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face was twisted with extreme anger, making him look ferocious and scary.
In just a few days, we received one after another stolen letters from Iron Fist Gang, Ding Clan, Obsidian Gang, Hundred Herbs Hall, and Canal Gang!
Every time he sent a message, it was like a loud slap on his face.
The huge financial losses were not the only second priority. This humiliation and the panic gradually spreading among his subordinates made him almost go crazy.
"Crazy, really crazy!"
Chu Feng roared, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.
Song Xiang knelt down fearfully, his head almost buried in the ground, not daring to breathe.
"Senior... Senior Brother, Mr. Luo from Prefecture City has arrived and is waiting outside the door." Song Xiang reported with a trembling voice.
Chu Feng looked up suddenly, a hint of surprise bursting into his eyes. This was the only good news he had heard in these days.
"Please quickly! No, I will greet you personally!"
He suppressed his raging anger, straightened his messy clothes, and walked out of the study quickly.
In the courtyard, stood a thin old man wearing a gray cloth robe.
The old man's face was ordinary, but his pair of eyes were extremely special. The whites of the eyes took up most of the pupils, but the pupils were shrunk into two tiny black dots.
It looks hollow, like a blind man, but there is a faint Insight force that makes people's hearts palpitate.
It is the tracking master known as "Ghost Eye", Luo Yan.
His eyes have been irreversibly damaged due to years of practicing some extremely domineering eye skills, which made him look like this.
"Mr. Luo, I have long admired your name, please take care of this matter!"
Chu Feng saluted with his hands raised and his tone was urgent.
Luo Yan nodded slightly, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.
"Chu True Disciple You're welcome. Take people's money and eliminate disasters with them. Without further ado, take me to the latest stolen place."
"Okay! Please come with me, sir!"
Chu Feng immediately rushed to the latest stolen Canal Gang secret warehouse with Luo Yan and Song Xiang overnight.
Outside Redwater City, Canal Gang warehouse.
Hong Tianba looked pale, looking at the empty warehouse, as if he had lost his energy.
Chu Feng snorted coldly, was too lazy to pay attention to Hong Tianba, and said to Luo Yan:
"Mr. Luo, that's where it is. The thief was very clever and didn't leave any smell or traces. The trackers we invited before found nothing."
Luo Yan said nothing and walked slowly into the warehouse.
His strange pair of "Ghost Eye" slowly swept across the ground, walls, and even the air.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to disturb.
After a moment, Luo Yan squatted down, stretched out his dry fingers, and rubbed the dusty ground extremely finely.
His fingertips rested on a faint trace that was almost invisible and only a millimeter different from the color of the surrounding dust.
The traces were so faint that if it weren't for his unusual eyes, it would have been impossible to detect them.
"Old sir, have you found anything?" Chu Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Luo Yan pointed at the almost non-existent trace:
"This person's Qinggong has reached a state of perfection, leaving no trace when he lands, but he is not completely traceless."
"Here, there are footprints left by his toes that cannot be seen by ordinary people when he uses a slight force on his toes."