"No, Master, you came at just the right time."
Zhang Yuan gave a dry cough, pretending not to hear Xiao Yuanjun's rather resentful words. He pulled the Radiant Thunder Pivot Immortal-Quelling Scripture and the Eastern Mystic-Yang Fusang Banner from his sleeve and presented them to her as though showing off prized treasures.
"Look, Master. These are the True Lord cultivation art and Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure I obtained on this trip to Mount Junya."
He knew perfectly well that the Radiant Thunder Pivot Immortal-Quelling Scripture carried great karma and was no good thing, yet he had still taken it. Besides wanting to fleece Qin Tianyi as a little revenge, he had also been thinking of his master, Xiao Yuanjun.
As the saying went, none knew a master better than her disciple. He could naturally tell that Xiao Yuanjun was collecting all manner of cultivation arts. Whether they were complete arts of exceptional quality or inferior, fragmentary ones, she turned none away and would at least give each a look.
Since he had the chance to hold on to this art, which was reputed to be a True Lord Inheritance, for a while, he would of course bring it back for Xiao Yuanjun to examine.
Sure enough, Xiao Yuanjun gave a surprised exclamation and took the two objects from Zhang Yuan. She briefly inspected the Eastern Mystic-Yang Fusang Banner, showed little interest, and tossed it back before turning to the Radiant Thunder Pivot Immortal-Quelling Scripture. Raising an eyebrow, she said:
"What a fine, naturally formed cultivation art! Excellent, excellent. Let your master study it before returning it to you. Come, come, let's hurry home."
Xiao Yuanjun beamed with delight, seemingly no longer inclined to pursue the matter. In truth, there were too many people around, and she intended to lecture Zhang Yuan