Amid a blaze of light, Yue Wen strode into the Treasure Vault.
It was an exceptionally square stone chamber, its four walls polished perfectly smooth, seemingly made of some golden crystal that could block out every trace of aura in the world. Yet the space inside was utterly empty, with nothing in it.
On the wall directly ahead in this vast space was a line of large black characters.
[The Southern Dynasty's nine cauldrons fell to the mortal realm; an immortal borrows treasures to mend the heavens.]
When Yue Wen made out those two lines, his heart lurched. His excitement and trembling hands both settled down. He had been hoping the Rock Dragon King might have left him something good. Now he had no expectations whatsoever.
Everyone knew the Southern Dynasty Immortal was the greatest Master Thief in the world.
He only ever stole the world's greatest treasures, and after each theft, he would leave those two lines behind.
Someone had specifically analyzed what those two lines meant. The first was presumably about his origins. Perhaps Gu Nanchao had some connection to the Southern Liang Immortal Dynasty of the previous era of Spiritual Qi, though whether he had received Southern Liang's legacy or was a reincarnated Southern Liang cultivator was unknown.
The second explained his purpose. He called his theft "borrowing," and he borrowed treasures to mend the heavens.
After all that analysis, he was simply a shameless old thief with an archaic flair...
If you stole something, you stole it. Why insist you borrowed it for some worthy cause? What heavens have collapsed that need you to mend them?
"Gu Nanchao!" Xing'er cried out too, looking around. "He stole everything from a Treasure Vault as big as a mountain?"
"Whoa," Qi Dian exclaimed as well. "So clean."
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