260: The treasure house of the Wen family! Wu Jiu appears!

Mingxin Prefecture Fu City!

The area within ten miles of the Wen Family mansion ruins had already been tightly sealed off by a large number of Blackbird Guard.

A chilling aura of death permeated the air, so much so that not even a fly could enter.

Mu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, calmly stationed near the Wen Family mansion, his gaze stern as he watched the Blackbird Guard.

Countless Blackbird Guard were rummaging through the broken walls and rubble of the Wen Family mansion.

Every movement, every corner was thoroughly searched, as if they were looking for something.

As for why Mu Yun would do this?

He was naturally searching for the Wen Family's treasure trove of resources.

As the number one Family in the Eastern Region, the Wen Family's martial arts resources were highly valued even by Mu Yun, the Deputy Commander of the Xuan Niao Guard.

Of course, the most important reason was to find some of the Wen Family's secret archives.

Because Lord Lu's instructions still echoed in Mu Yun's ears: "The Wen Family's matter is far from as simple as it appears on the surface."

Wen Fengyuan, that cunning old fellow, dared to betray Your Majesty and the Great Xia Dynasty.

Then, behind him, there must be some hidden, unspeakable forces.

It is very likely to involve those forces.

As for which forces were secretly causing trouble and fanning the flames, Lord Lu did not reveal a single bit to Mu Yun.

But how could Mu Yun not guess?

He already had the answer in his heart and, without even thinking, he decisively came to a conclusion.

Looking at the entire Great Xia Imperial Dynasty, besides the Eight Great Families and those five transcendent sects.

Which other force could make an old fox like Wen Fengyuan willingly bow down and sacrifice his life for them?

Just as Mu Yun was lost in thought, a faint sound of footsteps approached.

He saw an old man dressed in a red Blackbird Guard uniform walking steadily towards him, followed by dozens of Blackbird Guard, all with solemn expressions.

Amidst the dozens of Blackbird Guard, everyone worked together to carry a massive, hastily made wooden board.

This board was extremely conspicuous, six meters long and about five meters wide, and although its surface was slightly rough, it carried an astonishing "weight."

On the huge wooden board, small, exquisite boxes were densely packed, roughly fifty of them at a glance.

Each wooden box was meticulously crafted, with smooth lines and delicate textures.

The edges were polished smooth and round, and intricate, beautiful patterns were carved all around them.

Anyone who saw them could immediately tell that the contents of these wooden boxes were undoubtedly rare treasures.

After all, the terrifying Heavenly Origin torrent from before had been incredibly powerful.

For these wooden boxes to remain intact under such an impact, the material used must be a rare, High Grade wood.

Therefore, these wooden boxes were able to withstand such a powerful impact and appeared completely unharmed, only with a little dirt on their surface.

The old man quickly walked in front of Mu Yun, cupped his fists, and respectfully reported.

"Mystic Guard Deputy Director, my subordinates found a hidden place beneath the ruins of the Wen Family mansion, and also found the Wen Family's treasure vault."

"What is presented here is only a portion of the Heavenly Spiritual Objects, all of which are High Grade, and High Grade or above Heavenly Spiritual Objects."

"There are still many valuable items in the Wen Family's treasure vault, please Mystic Guard Deputy Director come and inspect them."

A sharp glint instantly flashed in Mu Yun's eyes, a light that seemed to penetrate everything, revealing the shock deep within his heart.

What was contained in this pile of boxes were all genuine High Grade and above Heavenly Spiritual Objects.

A rough count revealed over fifty sets, and this was only a portion taken from the treasure vault.

Wen Fengyuan, this old thing, was indeed deeply hidden.

Having guarded the Eastern Region for many years, the accumulated foundation was truly astonishing!

Mu Yun secretly clicked his tongue, unable to help but sigh in his heart.

It seems it was no accident that this Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow) was able to stand firm during the late emperor's reign.

Just these Heavenly Spiritual Objects alone, if news of them were to spread, would be enough to stir up a bloody storm.

Mu Yun's eyes were fixed on the dazzling array of Heavenly Spiritual Objects before him, various thoughts rapidly swirling in his mind.

Finally, after Mu Yun weighed the pros and cons, he spoke calmly and slowly: "Hmm."

"You first carefully record the quantity of these Heavenly Spiritual Objects, making sure to be accurate."

"Everything will be decided after Lord Lu returns."

Facing these precious spiritual objects that could drive countless people mad, Mu Yun's heart remained undisturbed, without a trace of greed or ulterior motives.

Because Lu Xuan was the only one who could make decisions on all matters concerning the Wen Family.

Mu Yun did not have the authority to dispose of these Heavenly Spiritual Objects of the Wen Family, and even if he did, he would not dare to make decisions lightly.

After Mu Yun finished speaking, he paused, then raised his gaze again to the red-robed Blackbird Guard old man, speaking calmly and unhurriedly.

"Oh, right, take me to the Wen Family's treasure vault now."

"Also, regarding the Wen Family's archives, make sure to find them as soon as possible."

Just as the red-robed Blackbird Guard old man slightly nodded, about to agree to Mu Yun's words.

Mu Yun's aura suddenly condensed, as if he had captured a subtle fluctuation that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

His movements were as fast as lightning, his right hand quickly raised, palm outward, making a shushing gesture to the old man, signaling him not to speak.

At the same time, Mu Yun's eyes, sharp as an eagle's gaze, instantly pierced through the figure of the red-robed Blackbird Guard old man, directly looking towards the distant sky behind him.

He saw a black dot, the size of a sesame seed, suddenly appearing in the clear blue sky a thousand meters away.

In the blink of an eye, that black dot expanded and grew larger at a visible speed.

It seemed to be hurtling towards Mu Yun at an unimaginable speed.

As the distance continuously closed, the afterimage of a human figure was steadily reflected in Mu Yun's eyes.

When the rapidly approaching figure gradually became clear and its facial features came into view.

Mu Yun's heart jolted, and an expression of undisguised astonishment flashed across his face.

His lips parted slightly, and he murmured softly: "It's actually this Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow)?"

"Wu Family, Wu Jiu!"

Mu Yun enunciated each word, speaking the name.

Wu Jiu held a pivotal position in the Wu Family and was a renowned figure throughout the capital.

"This Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow), as a core figure of the Wu Family, usually lives a life of luxury in the capital."

"He rarely leaves the Wu Family's territory, yet he has suddenly appeared here in the Eastern Region. What is he doing?"

Mu Yun's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with doubt and vigilance, and his mind began to race.

Mu Yun's gaze was tightly fixed on the rapidly approaching Wu Jiu, his brows deeply furrowed, but there was no fear in his heart.

In his opinion, Wu Jiu was merely an Outer Strength Grandmaster of Major Achievement, and his strength was significantly inferior to his own.

After all, Mu Yun himself was already at the Half-step Divine Palace Realm, a cultivation level that could be considered a top-tier expert throughout the entire Great Xia Imperial Dynasty.

Only an Immortal Master of the Divine Palace Realm, by virtue of their unfathomable power of Heaven and Earth, could steadily suppress him.

Other than that, there were truly not many people who could make Mu Yun take them seriously.

Therefore, what truly made Mu Yun's expression solemn was not Wu Jiu's strength, but the identity he represented—a member of the Wu Family, one of the Eight Great Families!

Wu Jiu, as a Grand Elder of the Wu Family, was not in the Wu Family's territory, but at this critical juncture, he traveled thousands of miles to this ruin of the Wen Family.

The reason behind this was truly thought-provoking.

A vague premonition of uneasiness rose in Mu Yun's heart as he pondered to himself.

"This Wu Jiu didn't come early or late, but chose this exact moment to appear."

"Could it be that the Wu Family sensed something and specifically sent him to interfere with the Wen Family's matter?"

"If that's truly the case, then things could get tricky..."

At this thought, Mu Yun's brows instantly furrowed into a " river" character, and a hint of worry involuntarily seeped into his eyes.

Wu Jiu, that cunning old fellow, dared to appear here alone; he was certainly not acting impulsively or rashly, but must have come prepared.

With the Wu Family's foundation and methods, it's highly likely that he carries the power secretly blessed by those old monsters.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Yun felt his scalp tingle; Wu Jiu was simply like a walking powder keg.

Even a slight carelessness, a gentle touch, could very likely trigger a massive upheaval.

At that point, the situation would be completely out of control.

Mu Yun's hands beneath his sleeves couldn't help but subtly move, tensing up, as he cursed inwardly.

Damn it, people from these great forces are just a pain in the neck!

You hit the small one, and the old one comes!

Not long after, a black shadow streaked across the sky; it was Wu Jiu.

He completely ignored the piercing gazes of the Blackbird Guard below, his posture like a falling leaf, landing lightly yet steadily in front of Mu Yun.

Wu Jiu still looked frail and old, but the cane in his hand was no longer the previous one.

This new cane was completely enveloped in a deep black, as if condensed from ink, with sporadic black gleams flickering on its surface.

The light was faint yet dazzling, carrying an indescribable strangeness.

Compared to before, this cane was surrounded by an even more mysterious aura.

Wu Jiu's figure was hunched, one withered hand tightly gripping the cane, steadying it on the ground.

His gnarled knuckles, due to excessive force, had turned pale, like dry branches clinging to the cane.

Following that, Wu Jiu's seemingly cloudy but sharp eyes slowly scanned everything around him like a searchlight.

After just a quick glance, Wu Jiu's brows instantly furrowed tightly, as if they were fiercely pinched together.

Just a fleeting glimpse in the sky, but now that he was personally on the ground.

He finally realized the horror of this scene.

The center of Mingxin Prefecture's Fu City had actually been reduced to a ghastly ruin.

Broken walls and collapsed structures lay scattered haphazardly, and the scorched earth was permeated with a pungent smell of gunpowder.

Wu Jiu also secretly estimated that the scope of this ruin was probably close to ten miles long.

Seeing this, Wu Jiu raised his gaze, looking past the desolate ruins, and slowly settled his eyes on Mu Yun.

Then, Wu Jiu let out a dry laugh, "Hehehe!"

These few laughs sounded like sandpaper rubbing, rough and grating.

After laughing, Wu Jiu didn't even straighten his body, let alone bow; he didn't even show basic humility. He just twitched the corner of his mouth and spoke with a fake smile.

"Isn't this Vice Director Mu Yun!"

"This old man, Wu Jiu of the Wu Family, greets Lord Mu!"

His tone seemed deferential, but in reality, it carried a hint of sarcasm and did not show any respect for Mu Yun.

Even though he knew Mu Yun's cultivation was far above his own, Wu Jiu's eyes were still full of disdain, not taking Mu Yun seriously at all.

In his eyes, although Mu Yun was a powerful expert at the Half-step Divine Palace Realm.

But if they were to truly compare, Mu Yun's deterrent power was even inferior to that old ghost Li Chengxing.

The reason for this was simply because Wu Jiu had the Eight Great Families, that colossal entity that overshadowed everything, standing behind him!

With the immense power of the Eight Great Families, they could almost walk sideways in the vast Great Xia Imperial Dynasty.

So, how could Mu Yun take a Mu Yun without a strong background into consideration?

In short, what good is it if you can fight? When you're out in the world, it's all about your connections.

What's more, at this moment, Wu Jiu also carried the Primordial Spirit power of the Ancestor of the Wu Family.

Even if that brat Lu Xuan appeared in front of Wu Jiu, he would dare to openly challenge Lu Xuan.

Mu Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his long, narrow pupils as he stared coldly at Wu Jiu.

Ignoring his greeting, Mu Yun exuded an aura that pushed people away, showing no intention of replying to Wu Jiu.

At Mu Yun's disregard, Wu Jiu's face instantly turned ashen, and the veins on his forehead slightly bulged, clearly enraged by Mu Yun's oversight, with indignation surging in his eyes.

But after a brief thought, he suppressed his anger, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

His journey to Mingxin Prefecture in the Eastern Region was for Lu Xuan.

In his opinion, a conflict with Mu Yun would only cause more trouble and ruin the Ancestor's important plans, so it was truly unnecessary to create complications.

"Hmph!"

Wu Jiu let out a heavy snort from his nostrils, then looked at Mu Yun with dissatisfaction.

"Where is Lu Xuan? This old man wants to see him!"

Immediately after, Wu Jiu suddenly raised his voice, adding.

"This is the Ancestor's will!"

Wu Jiu, after being repeatedly put in embarrassing situations in the past, had finally learned his lesson.

He knew very well that if he didn't bring out the Ancestor's name.

He could already foresee that he would surely be mocked by Mu Yun again.

He had already lost face because of that fellow Li Chengxing back in the capital.

Mu Yun was about to refuse Wu Jiu, but when he heard the last sentence from the other party, the reprimand that was about to come out of his mouth was swallowed back down.

The next moment, Mu Yun's expression was calm, and he spoke in a flat tone: "Lord Lu has already left Mingxin Prefecture. As for when he will return, this Vice Director is not clear."

After a pause, Mu Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, staring at Wu Jiu, and said coldly: "If you want to see him, then wait patiently."

Immediately after, Mu Yun's voice grew even colder, with a hint of warning: "Also, Wu Jiu, you'd best be sensible and leave here at once."

"Otherwise, don't blame this Vice Director for being ruthless!"