Li Qingxian frowned slightly. He had come here precisely because he did not want to make a big fuss.
Cheng Nanxiong said, "Rest assured, it will only be a small drink among people we know. No one else will see either of us."
Li Qingxian considered it, then said, "Very well. Then I'll trouble you all."
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." Cheng Nanxiong turned with a chuckle and walked with Li Qingxian toward the banquet hall, while giving the Second Elder a meaningful look.
The Second Elder remained where he was. Once everyone had left, he suppressed his excitement and, with deliberately measured steps, slowly entered the treasury.
With a hand seal, he conjured a light screen before him, listing every item Li Qingxian had obtained.
"Mysterious peach pit... lightning-struck wood... ancient wall carving..."
There were simply too many items, making it inconvenient for the Second Elder to inspect them closely. He gave them a cursory glance, found nothing unusual, and continued onward.
Before long, he arrived at the table in the main hall. Only one copy of the Ancient Profound Divine Art remained atop it.
The Second Elder sighed softly. As expected of Li Qingxian. He came from a reclusive sect and simply did not think much of their sect's cultivation art. Leaving it here was likely just giving Ancient Profound Mountain some face.
He continued searching. After half an hour, he had found nothing.
He then conducted a swift search, yet still discovered no abnormalities.
"Strange. Should I ask him outright? But he refuses to say anything plainly, and we cannot press him by force..."
The Second Elder returned to the table and pondered in silence.
Soon, he picked up the Communication Talisman Disc and heard Cheng Nanxiong's voice. "Junior Brother, how is it going?"