The Three Realms Thief Chapter 9

They’re breaking down the door!

What to do?

Xu Yuan suddenly grabbed the mummy and thought to himself:

“Shop, do you take this thing?”

A line of glowing small characters quietly appeared in the void:

“Worthless items cannot be bought or sold.”

Worthless!

Xu Yuan turned around dejectedly and looked at the door.

They’re coming in!

The first thing they’d see upon entering would be him holding a mummy covered in bloody incantations.

He’d instantly be identified as an Evil Cultivator!

The most intolerable thing in human society is an Evil Cultivator who has fallen into evil!

So he was doomed?

Xu Yuan remained silent, his mind racing.

The scene from not long ago reappeared in his mind.

“Time is short… you must quickly master… this…”

“…Learn it… only then can you live…”

That’s what the black shadow said.

—It truly said that.

Xu Yuan fell silent.

The copper figurine’s technique held no secrets.

Its hand seals and the way the wind flowed through the meridians and acupoints were presented to him with extreme clarity and completeness.

—Deeply etched into his memory.

The situation was already like this.

A high school student who had just entered the Qi Refining stage had no way to deal with it.

But—

If he used that technique—

What would happen?

The sound outside the door rang out again:

“Who’s going to do it? The array on this door is a bit complex, I guess the owner of this house has studied ancient arrays.”

“I’ll do it, my array technique is decent.” Someone chimed in.

“Count to three, two, one, and break the door.”

“Okay, officer.”

Xu Yuan held the mummy, his expression gradually calming down.

The timing was too perfect.

He had just returned.

The inspection started immediately.

Police cars were blocking downstairs, giving him no chance to escape.

Chance.

“…This is your only chance.”

The black shadow’s voice echoed in Xu Yuan’s memory once more.

Xu Yuan looked down at his hands.

Within the unknown.

He could feel that a secret that his original self could not perceive was about to reveal itself.

As long as—

As long as————

Xu Yuan took a deep breath, gently put down the mummy, raised his hands, and silently formed a spell seal.

In an instant.

The spiritual energy in his body began to flow, rapidly passing through the twenty-seven bright and dark points of his meridians, like the wind passing through holes.

One breath.

Two breaths.

The technique was complete—

A smell of burnt vegetation permeated the air.

A foul odor attacked.

There seemed to be fire burning, but there was no warmth.

The fire’s location was—

Xu Yuan felt something, slowly raised his head, and looked towards his room.

He didn’t know when.

His bedroom was filled with dark and cold mist.

It was another world!

Outside, the police countdown began:

“Three,”

“Two,”

“One!”

Bang—

The door was knocked open.

The police and investigators couldn’t help but be stunned.

In the living room.

A teenager wearing headphones was hunched over the coffee table, doing his homework.

He looked blankly at the broken door and the people crowding the hallway.

“Who are you people!”

The teenager hastily pressed the array disk on the table.

Buzz.

A soft sound.

A spiritual light appeared on the array disk.

The recording array activated.

—It was now recording everything happening in the room.

The teenager then took off his headphones, ran to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and held it protectively in front of him with a nervous expression.

The headphones lay on the coffee table, blaring vibrant pop music.

You could hear it even standing at the doorway of the house.

—The volume was too loud.

So this kid didn’t hear anything just now?

“Hello, this is a routine inspection for illegal array disks. Please cooperate,” the chief of police said.

“Then—please come in—” Xu Yuan stammered.

“My door was broken by you,” he said with a mournful face.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be compensated,” the chief said.

“Why didn’t you just call? Calling us to open the door would have been fine—the array on this door was personally made by my father back then,” Xu Yuan asked, confused.

The chief didn’t say anything more, just made a gesture.

Police officers filed in and began to search the room.

Xu Yuan didn’t get a response, couldn’t help but shrug, and glanced at a few people.

Five police officers.

Two investigators.

Four of them carried guns.

—Meaning they were ordinary people.

One investigator carried an array disk on his back.

Another police officer had a bundle of talismans tied to his waist.

The chief carried a sword.

—These three were the truly powerful ones, at least at the Foundation Establishment level.

Xu Yuan put his headphones back on, leaned against the sofa, sat on the floor, picked up a copy of “Essentials of Qi Refining (High School Year 3, Part 1)”, and began to read it seriously.

The police and investigators circled the room.

“Inspection complete.”

“No signs of illegal use.”

—Originally, this kind of inspection was only meant to check the kitchen.

This time even the bedroom was checked.

Three police officers walked directly out of the house and stood in the corridor outside.

The two investigators and the chief still stood in the living room.

“There’s still a place we haven’t checked.”

An investigator spoke.

Xu Yuan didn’t even lift his head, still reading.

—He was wearing headphones, so he heard nothing.

The investigator slowly walked forward and reached out to lift the sofa.

A fluffy big bear doll was curled up on the floor under the sofa, holding a sign with both hands.

The sign read:

“Am I cute?”

It was a toy!

A moment of silence filled the room.

The chief’s voice finally spoke:

“I apologize, we will compensate double for all losses incurred during the execution of the mission.”

“Let’s go.”

The police left Xu Yuan’s house.

Only Xu Yuan remained, sitting in front of the sofa.

He stared blankly for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to do his exercises.

—This seemed to fit the persona of a high school student better.

Suddenly.

Lines of faint light text furiously refreshed, appearing on his retina:

“Road to Survival and the Resurrection Match that Must Be Played When Stuck by a Sword During Transmigration and Unable to Survive (First Half).”

“You won the first half of the match.”

“Difficulty: Hard.”

“Match evaluation:”

“Something must have happened during these three days that the original Xu Yuan overlooked, and it determined Xu Yuan’s fate.”

“Congratulations.”

“You discovered the truth of your original self being framed and, by using the actions of your opponent, cleared your name, making it so they dare not act recklessly again in a short period of time.”

“You have won the first half.”

“You have received rewards:”

“1. Blank historical branch;”

“Please write down what you wish had happened, and this branch will be immediately established.”

“2. Rare-grade item exchange coupon;”

“Use it to randomly refresh and exchange for rare-grade items in the shop!”

“—The rewards for hard mode are naturally better than for simple mode.”

“Halftime break begins.”

“Enter the second half of the match (Nightmare level) in twelve hours!”

“Succeed and receive rewards again.”

“Fail and die!”

Xu Yuan’s pupils constricted.

The second half of the match was actually Nightmare level!

In the last Nightmare level match, he faced a monster with six arms, hanging upside down from the ceiling of the stadium.

He had escaped by carefully selecting matches.

Now he faced a Nightmare level again!

Yes—

From simple to hard, he had jumped back three days, gaining a chance to survive.

But now the difficulty of the match had once again risen to Nightmare!

There was no chance to jump through time again.

—It would begin immediately in twelve hours!

Xu Yuan closed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down.

Think fast.

What could he possibly do to deal with this situation?

What other means did he have?

With a thought, Xu Yuan directly pulled out a blank slip of paper from the void.

“Blank historical branch”!

What could it do?

Expectations detached from reality would not come true.

What should he write that would be appropriate?

He was silent for a few breaths.

Xu Yuan wrote a line of text on the paper:

“Grant my three wishes.”

The words immediately disappeared.

Another prompt quietly appeared before his eyes:

“Please write down expectations that conform to reality within 30 seconds, otherwise the paper will disappear.”

No!

Are you angry again?

One hundred wishes reduced to three, and it’s still not enough?

Xu Yuan sighed.

He suddenly looked towards his bedroom.

—He’d thrown the mummy into another world using the copper figurine’s technique.

Copper figurine’s technique.

“…Learn it… only then can you live…”

“It’s too late…”

The black shadow’s voice seemed to echo in his ears again.

This technique.

—What exactly was the origin of this technique?

He had to know everything about it!

If it was reliable enough, perhaps he could rely on its power to navigate good and avoid evil!

Xu Yuan was silent for a breath, and then wrote another line on the blank slip of paper:

“At some point in the past, I had contact with and knew everything about the copper figurine technique.”

This time.

The small words he wrote did not disappear.

Lines of new small words quickly appeared on the paper:

“Historical branch established.”

“This historical branch originated from your will and has not affected anything that happened in past eras.”

“Congratulations.”

“You have gained an unknown personal history.”