"Yin-Yang Qi Bottle?" Shen Luo frowned and asked.
"Yes. I had neither tried to dissuade my master from his decision nor intended to involve myself in it. I merely wanted to investigate the Nethervoid Earth Dragon. Yet as I looked into it, I discovered that the matter was somewhat connected to the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle as well. So I went to the Profound Yang Cavern beside Lion King Cave, where the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle was normally kept. Who would have thought that, after I left, news came that the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle had been stolen? Naturally, I became the prime suspect." Fu Donglai spoke with a bitter expression.
"If it is such a sect treasure, why don't the three kings carry it with them? Why store it elsewhere, practically waiting for someone to steal it?" Having heard this, Shen Luo voiced his doubts.
Fu Donglai was briefly taken aback and explained, "Although the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle is a supreme treasure, it must normally be nourished in a place where yin and yang qi converge. It increases in power by absorbing Yin-Yang Qi, so it is usually kept in the Profound Yang Cavern."
"I see. But since you were only a suspect, why were you branded a traitor?" Shen Luo asked.
"At that critical moment, Xiong Ran, the personal disciple under the Azure-Furred Lion King, accused me before the three kings. He claimed he had seen me take out the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle and play with it when no one else was around." Fu Donglai gave a bitter laugh.
"Do you have a grudge against this fellow?" Shen Luo asked.
"More or less. That bastard is a Three-Headed Fire Lion—violent by nature, cruel, and bloodthirsty. I once stopped him from abusing mortals and injured him in the process." Fu Donglai nodded.