The Three Realms Thief Chapter 62

——She was right across from him, at the scene!

Tang Yunyu’s thoughts raced.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If what she offered was subpar, causing the other party to look down on her, wouldn’t a good thing turn bad?

So then—

She smiled and spoke eloquently:

“I have a ‘Hundred Meridians Return to Truth Scripture’ here, which is better than your average high school textbooks. It can speed up cultivation, and it’ll last you until the early Golden Core stage without any problems.”

“There’s also a Breakthrough Pill, whose effects are immediate and can directly break through a realm.”

“I also have a sword, called the ‘Returning Phoenix Sword.’ I used it to slay demons when I was traveling and studying back in the day, and its power is quite impressive.”

“For Qi Refining, I have a set of ‘Elemental Evasion Feather Armor,’ which can withstand Foundation Establishment stage attacks.”

“As for talismans, I have the ‘Five Elements Demon Slaying Talisman,’ which is incredibly powerful and can summon Five Elements Talisman Soldiers to fight. It’s sufficient for Foundation Establishment level combat.”

These were all the best items.

But she couldn’t give them all away at once.

Because this was a “lucky draw.”

If she overdid it and caused any problems, it wouldn’t be worth it.

She had also said that she needed to stick to the rules and not give anyone cause for complaint.

Therefore.

Just choose one to give away!

Tang Yunyu composed herself, smiled, and finished her final sentence:

“——Please pick one from these. I will give it to you as a special fan gift.”

Xu Yuan paused, then asked:

“Did I win a prize by purchasing your Spirit Chart?”

“Yes, if you look back at my live stream just now—I was doing a lucky draw, and your name was picked,” Tang Yunyu said with a smile, sending over a video clip.

It was exactly her, in front of the camera, randomly picking a name from a dazzling list of fans.

——The name on the list was clearly written:

“Xu Yuan, Jiangbei City.”

It really was a lucky draw.

Xu Yuan muttered to himself.

Actually, every time he saw someone else win the lottery, he’d feel a sense of unreality.

He always felt it was staged.

——Today, he’d actually stumbled upon it himself!

All he had to do was nod, and he could choose one of those many good things!

Perhaps these weren’t staged?

Alas.

Who knew.

But good things don’t lie.

Xu Yuan spoke:

“Ms. Tang Yunyu, thank you for your generosity. I would like the ‘Hundred Meridians Return to Truth Scripture’!”

Everything else was secondary.

He had the “Enlightenment Ring,” and his cultivation speed was already increased by thirty percent. If he used this advanced Cultivation Technique, wouldn’t it be even faster?

Moreover, this book could be used all the way until the early Golden Core stage!

In this world, besides high school textbooks, one would only gain access to higher-level cultivation methods after entering university.

Precious Daoist Scriptures were held by various university factions and major aristocratic families.

Generally, they would absolutely not be leaked.

The reason why sword techniques were so valuable was, on the one hand, their immense power and usefulness in ruins; on the other hand, it was because they were never circulated externally.

With a high-level cultivation technique, his realm advancement would be much quicker!

Cultivation was the foundation!

Lu Yiyi, sitting beside him, nodded silently.

——He wasn’t overwhelmed, choosing the most valuable Daoist Scripture. That’s not bad.

“Alright, this Daoist Scripture will be mailed to you soon. Thank you again for your support. If you have the chance, come to my Dharma Talk Session, and I’ll give you a ticket,” Tang Yunyu said.

“Thank you very much!” Xu Yuan said sincerely.

“No need, I should be thanking you for your support,” Tang Yunyu replied.

After a few more words, the video call ended.

Tang Yunyu smiled sweetly at the camera, waiting for Xu Yuan to hang up the video call, then her expression immediately changed.

“Everyone out.”

Her voice was stern and full of authority.

All staff members immediately stood up, exited the room, and closed the door.

Tang Yunyu stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly took out an array disk, quickly set up an isolation array, threw it on the table, and with a single hand gesture, activated a spell.

Buzz—

The array disk lit up.

Now, no one could spy on what was happening here.

Tang Yunyu’s hand seals changed continuously.

Light and shadow gradually converged on the array disk, revealing a bamboo forest.

A woman sat cross-legged in an open space in the forest, with bursts of spiritual light rising from her body, transforming into various mythical beasts, playing and frolicking.

Behind her lay a one-horned, striped white tiger, which had been dozing with its eyes closed. When the array opened, it squinted, revealing a cold and cruel killing intent in its vertical pupils. Only when it realized it was Tang Yunyu’s phantom did it close its eyes again.

“Is something the matter, Yuer?” the woman asked, eyes still closed.

Tang Yunyu knelt respectfully on the ground, kowtowed, and said:

“It happened so suddenly, I really didn’t have time to ask for Master’s instructions. This disciple presumptuously transmitted a cultivation technique, and asks Master for punishment.”

“What technique did you transmit?” the woman asked.

“The Hundred Meridians Return to Truth Scripture,” Tang Yunyu replied.

The dozing white tiger opened its eyes, looking at Tang Yunyu in surprise, as if seeing her for the first time.

The woman still had her eyes closed, but her aura had changed.

She said faintly:

“The foundational art of our sect, and you dare to transmit it without permission? Were you threatened? Or do you have difficulties?”

Tang Yunyu pressed her head to the ground, respectful, and said: “This disciple would never dare to conceal anything. It was her daughter who specifically asked, and only then did this disciple—”

“What did you say!”

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, and crossed a thousand li in a single step, appearing directly in front of Tang Yunyu. She waved her hand, releasing layers of spiritual light, setting up a grand isolation array.

“Speak the truth quickly,” the woman said.

Tang Yunyu knew the matter was grave and quickly recounted everything:

“It was Lu Yiyi—she asked me to transmit the technique—Yiyi herself doesn’t know our relationship with her, nor does she know how many subordinates she had back then, or how many connections—”

Tang Yunyu quickly explained the situation.

The woman listened quietly and then suddenly laughed.

“Master?”

Tang Yunyu didn’t understand her meaning.

“She died more than ten years ago, but today she lives,” the woman said.

“Lives?” Tang Yunyu tried to keep up with her master’s thoughts.

The woman seemed to be in an excellent mood and said casually:

“If she doesn’t come back to life, then there will be no one to contend for that position.”

These words were like a heavy blow, shocking Tang Yunyu and making her face turn as pale as thin paper.

“It’s nothing. You transmitted it well. I won’t blame you, Master.”

The woman paced around, her smile widening, and whispered:

“You told the other party that the Hundred Meridians Return to Truth Scripture can only be used up to the Golden Core Realm?”

“Yes,” Tang Yunyu said.

“This scripture is the fundamental secret original method of our sect. Once it reaches the Azure Sky, influencing all living beings, there will be merits and demerits heaven-bound, capable of communicating with ghosts and gods!”

“You transmitted it well!”

“Master, what about me now—”

“Isn’t your contract almost up? I’ll arrange for you to transfer to Tianque, which is a royal power. You must infiltrate it and wait for your opportunity.”

“Go, the heavens are changing.”

“Yes!”

…

Family dormitory.

Xu Yuan whistled, then turned to Lu Yiyi, smiling:

“To the victor go the spoils, so do you want that cultivation technique? I’ll copy it for you.”

“Idiot,” Lu Yiyi said coldly, “This is a Daoist scripture. When, by whom, and to whom it was transmitted, all are recorded. You cannot transmit it without permission, otherwise Tang Yunyu and her sect will certainly pursue it.”

“Knowledge barriers are that high, huh?” Xu Yuan sighed.

“Several generations sacrificed their lives, braved countless dangers, and finally comprehended a Daoist technique. Therefore, when passing it down to future generations, they naturally have to consider it carefully. This is ‘the Dharma cannot be easily transmitted’.”

Lu Yiyi said.

“So, this prize of mine is too significant,” Xu Yuan said.

“It’s a grand prize, after all,” Lu Yiyi replied.

“I’m so lucky today, did you bring it to me?”

“What does that have to do with me? Wait a minute, if you think I brought you good luck, treat me to dinner next time.”

“No problem at all.”

He opened the door, pushed Lu Yiyi’s wheelchair, and took her back to the hospital.

Autumn night.

The wind was already a bit chilly.

“Are you cold?” Xu Yuan asked.

“I’m fine. Guess how I got into university,” Lu Yiyi said.

“Oh, I really worry too much,” Xu Yuan chuckled.

——But you’re sick.

Xu Yuan pushed a little slower, a little steadier, along the sidewalk.

The night was quiet.

Fewer and fewer pedestrians.

The street was deserted and lonely.

A thick layer of fallen leaves covered the ground, rustling “sasha” as the night wind blew, and illuminated by the dim yellow streetlights, the entire street resembled a gently flowing, silent river.

A long ditch carried the moon away in silence.

Lu Yiyi suddenly said:

“I was planning to go back to school tomorrow.”

“Going back to school, huh?” Xu Yuan murmured.

“Otherwise?” Lu Yiyi asked.

“Haha, it’s nothing, it’s nothing.” Xu Yuan cursed himself for worrying too much, but he was smiling.

That trace of heavy atmosphere vanished without a trace.

“Senior, when you have time, please guide my cultivation. I really want to get into Luofu.”

Xu Yuan started talking more.

“You don’t even know your senior’s name, and you dare to ask questions?” Lu Yiyi rolled her eyes at him.

“Oh right, I’m Xu Yuan. Senior, please don’t take offense, may I ask for your name?”

Xu Yuan asked sheepishly.

“I can’t tell you that,” Lu Yiyi said.

“…Then how should I address you, Senior?” Xu Yuan asked again.

“Call me ‘Jie’ (sister),” Lu Yiyi said.

Xu Yuan was silent for a moment, then cautiously asked:

“Senior, aren’t you being a bit too…”

“Too what?” Lu Yiyi’s voice rose.

Xu Yuan’s perception of danger was second to none, and he immediately said, “Too caring—if you’re my ‘Jie,’ it means you want to look out for me. Senior, you’re truly kind.”

Lu Yiyi’s face was cool, but inside she was practically bursting with laughter.

You hit the snake, he followed the stick.

You got angry, he immediately shrank back.

Shameless!

Is this what a peerless hero is like?

By this time, they had arrived at the hospital.

The two went upstairs and returned to the ward.

Zhao Shulan was lying on the bed, watching TV.

“Did you eat?” she asked.

“Mm,” Xu Yuan said.

“Yes, thank you, Auntie,” Lu Yiyi smiled.

“Good, you go to evening self-study now. Yiyi is here, I’ll stay with her,” Zhao Shulan said to Xu Yuan.

“Yiyi?” Xu Yuan said.

“You want to ask my name?” Lu Yiyi looked at him.

“No, Yiyi-jie, Mom, I’m going to evening self-study.”

Xu Yuan looked utterly obedient, turned around, and left.