35: Wang Ming: Where did my thousand spirit stones go?

They stared at Wang Ming, waiting to see his panicked expression.

Yet, there wasn't a ripple on Wang Ming's face.

Under the astonished gazes of the two Disciples and the onlookers, he casually flipped his hand, and a small cloth bag appeared in his palm.

The mouth of the bag was slightly loose, and spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from it. Inside, it was clearly... ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

"Here." Wang Ming tossed the cloth bag over casually. "Is this what you're talking about?"

The Horse-faced Disciple subconsciously caught the cloth bag, completely stunned.

The Disciple next to him also widened his eyes.

No... buddy?!

You... it's so obviously a slander against you, and you didn't even refute it, just took it out directly?!

The two were at a loss for words for a moment.

According to the script, shouldn't this kid have refuted them first, and then they would further pressure him, finally forcibly searching it out from him?

Why did he... just take it out directly?

The Horse-faced Disciple's cheek muscles twitched a few times. He quickly regained his composure. No matter what, he couldn't let his Aura weaken!

He straightened his face and said sternly, "It really is with you! You really coveted..."

"Wait." Wang Ming interrupted him. "These Spirit Stones, I placed them on the table earlier. Seeing no one claimed them, I temporarily put them away, waiting for the owner to come find them. Now that you've come, returning them to their rightful owners, there seems to be no problem with that, right?"

Is there a problem?

Of course not!

Not only did he not make any excuses, but he immediately took out the item.

If they continued to pester him, it would clearly be them deliberately causing trouble!

The two were so choked up their faces turned red and then pale, all their prepared rhetoric stuck in their throats.

The Horse-faced Disciple glared fiercely at Wang Ming, stuffed the Spirit Stone bag into his bosom, and snorted coldly: "Consider yourself lucky this time! In Qingxin Palace, be careful! Let's go!"

This kid didn't play by the rules, and their plan for this time was ruined.

To target him again, they could only go back and renegotiate.

Thinking this, he turned to leave with his companion.

"Stop."

At this moment, Wang Ming suddenly flashed and blocked their path.

The two stopped in their tracks, looking at him unhappily: "What else do you want?"

Wang Ming's gaze calmly swept over the two, then looked into the room, "You went in and searched, and it seems some of my things are missing."

The two were stunned.

"Your things are missing? Fine, then tell us, what's missing?" The Horse-faced Disciple sneered.

Wang Ming looked at him and asked, "My... one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones that were in the room, why are they gone?"

One thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones?!!!

Everyone present was shocked!

The Horse-faced Disciple and his companion were even more dumbfounded, looking at Wang Ming in disbelief.

One thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones?!

What kind of concept was that?

Some Core Disciples of Qingxin Palace might not even have that much wealth in total!

How could a Disciple from a small Family have one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones?

And carry them with him?!

The Horse-faced Disciple was so angry he laughed. Damn, he really was a talent.

Although bragging wasn't illegal, he shouldn't brag to death, right?

He pointed at Wang Ming and sneered, "One thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones?! You, with that? Show them to me! Can you even produce them, or are you just shouting nonsense?!"

The Disciple next to him also reacted and chimed in, "Exactly! You're bragging without even thinking! One thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones? Do you think you're a Core Disciple of the Sect? I think you're clearly trying to frame us!"

"Can't produce them?" Wang Ming chuckled, lightly stroking his Storage Ring.

The next moment.

Whoosh—!

Dazzling light instantly filled the entire guest courtyard!

Beside Wang Ming's feet, a huge pile of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, like a small mountain, appeared out of thin air!

The quantity... it was more than a thousand!

Roughly estimated, there were at least ten thousand or more!

Dead silence!

The Horse-faced Disciple and his companion's expressions froze, their eyes nearly popping out.

No, buddy, you... you really could produce them?

All the surrounding chatter ceased abruptly.

Everyone was as if struck by a paralysis spell, staring dumbfounded at the mountain of Spirit Stones.

At this moment, Wang Ming looked at the two Disciples, the Horse-faced Disciple and his companion, and said calmly, "Now, my one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones are indeed gone."

"You two..."

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

The Horse-faced man and his companion's faces instantly turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

They were in a difficult position!

They had just used the trick of 'missing items' against Wang Ming, thinking that as an outsider, he was weak and could only suffer in silence.

They never expected that he would turn around and use the exact same, but much more ruthless and exaggerated, method to hit them back!

And it hit them so hard they were dizzy and at a loss.

One thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

They had never seen so many Spirit Stones piled together in their lives!

The Horse-faced man stared intently at Wang Ming, lowering his voice to a level only the three of them could hear, "Kid! Don't push your luck! We are Senior Brother Xiao Ce's people! Are you sure you want to blow this matter up? In this Qingxin Palace, offending Senior Brother Xiao won't end well for you!"

He thought that by invoking Xiao Ce's name, the other party would show some deference.

Who knew, Wang Ming's voice suddenly rose, clearly echoing throughout the entire guest courtyard: "Oh?"

"So, you were sent by Xiao Ce to deliberately target me?"

As soon as these words came out, the guest courtyard instantly erupted!

It should be known that Wang Ming was not the only one staying in the guest courtyard.

There were also many Cultivators from other Sects who had come to visit, exchange, or temporarily reside.

Upon hearing such explosive inside information, their eyes all lit up.

"Xiao Ce? The Grand Elder's head Disciple? Wasn't he said to have excellent character and be gentle with others?"

"You can know a person's face but not their heart! To actually send subordinates to use such despicable methods to make things difficult for guests?"

"Quick, write this down, and remind our fellow Sect Disciples when we return, lest they be deceived by that guy's appearance!"

Everyone discussed animatedly, their gazes filled with excited curiosity.

The Horse-faced man's face instantly turned pale upon hearing the surrounding discussions, both anxious and furious!

He had whispered a threat in a moment of desperation, hoping to subdue Wang Ming, but he never expected the other party to directly expose the truth, and so loudly, so thoroughly!

If this were confirmed, not only would the two of them suffer greatly, but even Senior Brother Xiao Ce's reputation would be severely damaged!

"You... what nonsense are you talking about!" The Horse-faced man hastily argued loudly, "This has nothing to do with Senior Brother Xiao Ce! We just lost something ourselves! Now that you've returned it, this matter is settled! As for the thousand Spirit Stones you mentioned..."

He stuck out his neck and said, "We never saw them! If you don't believe us, you can go find the Senior Brothers from the Law Enforcement Hall to investigate!"

He was all in, anyway, they simply didn't have that many Spirit Stones on them.

Even if they searched, they wouldn't find anything!

"If the Senior Brothers from the Law Enforcement Hall find one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones on us, I am willing to accept any punishment! Kill me or flay me, as you wish!"

He put on a righteous front, implying that an upright person fears no slander.

The Disciple next to him also quickly echoed: "Exactly! Feel free to investigate!"