Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2431: Chapter 2432: Turmoil on the Rise (First Update)

The craftsman was also utterly amazed when he saw this Treasure Bead.

"Gentlemen, I’ve been in the jewelry crafting trade for many years, but this is the first time I’ve seen a bead this round and beautiful! As for forging it into a hairpin, that’s of course no problem!"

Lü Yangyan was very pleased. He went over the details with the craftsman carefully, and then, under a few wisps of forging flame, a brilliantly shimmering hairpin was presented before everyone.

"Well? Do you like it?" Lü Yangyan asked with a smile.

Lü Xiaoya’s eyes lit up. "Mm! Thank you, big brother!"

"Thank me for what? Come, I’ll put it on you!"

Lü Yangyan gently fixed the hairpin into his sister’s hair. After examining her for a moment, he nodded in satisfaction, then paid the forging fee and turned to leave.

But what he didn’t know was that just a moment ago, that waiter had already sent the news back to the inn where the True Martial Sect was staying.

"What did you say? Someone brought out a top-grade Treasure Bead to forge into a hairpin? Are you sure you didn’t see wrong?" Lü Xiuming sprang to his feet and asked in a deep voice.

The waiter nodded repeatedly. "How would I dare joke about something like this? It was definitely a top-grade Treasure Bead, without a doubt, so I rushed over right away to inform you all!"

Hearing this, the True Martial cultivators present all couldn’t help showing joy on their faces.

One had to know that a top-grade Treasure Bead was an extremely precious item. Normally, once cultivators obtained one, they would treasure it like a priceless treasure and put it away. No one had ever heard of someone using such a thing to make a hairpin.

If the information was accurate, that meant this person clearly had more than one Treasure Bead in his hands.

This was very good news.

"Let’s go, we’ll find this person right away!" Lü Xiuming could hardly stay put another instant and spoke immediately.

But Lü Zhengqing was comparatively calmer. He said in a low voice, "Don’t rush. What does this person look like? Have you seen him before?"

The waiter shook his head. "He’s a young man. I’ve never seen him before. Oh right, there was a pretty girl following behind him. Judging from what they said, they seemed to be siblings!"

"Siblings?" Lü Zhengqing’s heart stirred, and he fell into thought.

Lü Xiuming, however, said coldly, "Who cares if they’re siblings or not? Since he has Treasure Beads in his hand, we must meet him. If you don’t want to go, then stay here! I’ll take people over myself!"

His words were anything but polite.

The others didn’t dare make a sound.

Because everyone knew that within the True Martial Sect, this Punishment Hall Great Elder Lü Xiuming and Lü Zhengqing, who was specifically in charge of teaching disciples, did not get along.

Whenever something came up, the two of them would inevitably target each other. It seemed this time was no exception.

At Lü Xiuming’s words, Lü Zhengqing’s eyes flashed, but he didn’t say anything else. He only said coolly, "I was just asking for information. After all, all parties have gathered at this convention, and the crowd is a complete jumble of people. If we run into someone with a deep background, wouldn’t we be making a laughingstock of ourselves?"

"Hmph!" Lü Xiuming couldn’t be bothered to argue with Lü Zhengqing at a time like this. He flicked his sleeve and left.

Once they were ready, the group immediately rushed toward that jewelry store.

Their speed could not be called slow. They arrived almost the moment after the Lü siblings had left.

"What? They’re already gone?" Lü Xiuming’s eyes bulged.

"Yes!" The craftsman was startled by the aura on Lü Xiuming’s body and answered with a trembling voice.

"When did they leave?"

"Just now!"

"After them!"

But the marketplace was so large and teeming with people that by the time they rushed out and saw the streams of people filling the street, how could they possibly find even the slightest trace?

Lü Xiuming’s face instantly turned ashen.

"Damn it!"

But Lü Zhengqing, standing behind him, gazed thoughtfully in a certain direction down the street. His eyes flickered slightly, then he acted as if nothing had happened and turned to leave.

This time, the people of the True Martial Sect had come full of hope, only to end up failing at the last step. They couldn’t find the one holding the Treasure Beads, so their mood was naturally very low.

After they returned to the inn and the Grand Priest heard the account, he also sighed repeatedly.

But things had reached this point, and saying anything more was useless. Everyone dispersed to think of a way to look for the Treasure Beads again tomorrow.

Yet when the night grew deep and silent, a figure silently left the inn. After roughly confirming a direction, it flew off into the distance.

This figure was extremely fast. In just a brief moment it arrived outside the second-floor window of a small building. After a slight hesitation, it lightly knocked on the window.

Lü Yangyan, who was sitting cross-legged cultivating inside the room, sprang up in shock. "Who’s there?"

As his voice rang out, a surge of powerful True Martial Force burst from his body, shooting straight toward the window.

But after this power shattered the glass and rushed outside, it vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, without stirring up even the slightest ripple.

Lü Yangyan couldn’t help being shaken. He immediately stood up and braced himself for the worst.

Just then, a gentle aura appeared outside the window, and he heard someone sigh softly. "Don’t be agitated, it’s me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lü Yangyan couldn’t help going rigid with shock.

At the same time, someone stepped in from outside the window.

Clad in Daoist robes, with crane-like eyes, it was none other than Lü Zhengqing of the True Martial Sect.

Upon seeing him, Lü Yangyan’s expression changed drastically—there was astonishment, doubt, and even a hint of anger—but in the end all these expressions gradually faded away.

He lowered his head and called softly, "Master."

That’s right.

This Lü Zhengqing was precisely the teacher who had instructed Lü Yangyan back in the True Martial Sect.

When he saw Lü Yangyan, Lü Zhengqing’s expression was also complicated. He sighed lightly. "Yangyan, it really is you. Where have you been all these years? I’ve been sending people to search for you, but there hasn’t been a trace of news."

Lü Yangyan remained silent. Only after a long while did he speak softly.

"After Xiao Ya and I were expelled from the sect that year, we wandered all over the Sky Beyond the Skies. This time, we heard that the Pharmacists’ Alliance was holding a convention, so I brought Xiao Ya here to try our luck and see if there was any chance to control her rampaging bloodline."

Although Lü Yangyan harbored little hatred toward this teacher who had instructed him.

After all, it hadn’t been his doing that they were driven out of the True Martial Sect back then. He had even spoken up for them many times, barely preserving his and his sister’s lives.

But even so, Lü Yangyan still didn’t tell Lü Zhengqing the truth and chose to conceal it instead.

The experiences and hardships he had gone through while roaming the Sky Beyond the Skies over these years had long since caused Lü Yangyan to lose his trust in everyone.

After hearing Lü Yangyan’s account, Lü Zhengqing did not doubt him. He sighed with emotion. "Yangyan, I also feel great regret about what happened back then. But the great power within the sect rests in the hands of the Grand Priest and Lü Xiuming and the others. There was nothing I could do."

Lü Yangyan nodded. "Master, I have no intention of blaming you for anything. But you suddenly came here tonight—what urgent matter is it?"

Lü Zhengqing’s expression grew solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Of course it’s urgent. You went to a jewelry store today, didn’t you?"

"Yes."